Mystery: Beginning with the Warrior Path

Chapter 110
The reason why Roman chose the East District and the Bridge District was also after careful consideration.

As a wild Extraordinary, although he has an official background, his outfit and figure are a bit too conspicuous.

In a place like the North District or the West District, it's a bit out of place.

But in the Backlund Bridge District or the Eastern District with a large population and chaotic management, he seemed normal.

Roman had been to the Bridge District before, where people with different regional styles and looks can be seen everywhere.

Plateau people, Balam people, and Feysac people can be seen everywhere.

Although I haven't been to the East End yet, the more chaotic East End seems to be more normal.

In other words, in the East End, no one cares whether you are normal. People there are often trapped in the quagmire of hunger and poverty, and they don't have the heart to observe others.

With such a mentality in mind, Roman leisurely rode in a carriage to Backlund's East Region.

As soon as he got out of the car, Roman realized that he seemed a bit out of place here, not because of his figure or appearance, but because of his clothes.

Roman himself didn't pay much attention to foreign things like clothes. He just wanted them to be comfortable and convenient for fighting. The large windbreaker he was wearing was not expensive.

However, after getting out of the car, within the range of eyes, the people that Roman saw had old clothes that were considered decent. Most of them were ragged, yellow and emaciated.

Seeing the "nicely dressed" Roman, people along the way will look at Roman strangely.

In some corners, malicious eyes fell on Roman in the dark.

Roman, who was carrying the sword box, never expected that he would be treated differently by others not because of his figure, not because of his outfit about to fight, but because of his "glamorous" clothes.

Roman, who didn't know how to express his feelings, came to the "East District Housing Improvement Company" to find a suitable house.

After some on-the-spot observation, Roman chose a one-bedroom single-family house that was relatively clean compared to the East District. The weekly rent was 4 soli and 8 pence.

Roman paid two weeks' rent and an equal deposit at a time, a total of 18 soli and 8 pence, which did not include the use of the furniture in the house.

Because there is almost no such thing as "furniture" in the house.

Roman signed the agreement and came to this room.

Sitting on the somewhat worn-out wooden bed, listening to the creaking sound of the bed being pressed by Roman, recalling what he had seen and heard along the way.

fell into silence.

Before arriving in the East End, Roman had never imagined what the life of the truly bottom poor in the world would be like.

Even if I saw the description when I was reading the novel before, even if I felt sad and angry for the death of the old Kohler when I was reading the original book, but it is only a description in words after all.

Roman has never thought about what the so-called "sallow and thin" looks like. Roman has never really felt what it is like to be hungry, whether it is in the previous life or now.

The scenes just seen are shaking Roman's heart.

Along the way, Roman saw too many homeless people. They staggered in the streets and alleys, searching for all edible things in the garbage and on the ground, even if those things could no longer be called food in Roman’s view. .

Having enjoyed a luxurious meal worth 10 pounds at that luxurious Intis-style restaurant at noon, Roman even felt a little ashamed at the moment.

Even if the scene in front of him had nothing to do with Roman, even if he earned the 10 pounds by fighting pirates at sea, there was no need to feel sorry for it.

Roman understands what Klein did for those "stalks" in the original book.

The situation in front of me is a scene that anyone who has come from a peaceful and prosperous era, has experienced education, and does not have to struggle with food and clothing will be shocked.

Klein was like this, and I believe Roselle was also like that back then.

Roman rubbed his face fiercely and calmed down his mood.

It was getting late, so Roman was going to find a restaurant to experience the food in the East District.

Taking advantage of the night, Roman came to a restaurant near his residence.

As soon as he entered, Roman felt the strong style of the Eastern District. The tables and chairs inside looked old and greasy. Even at dinner time, there were not too many people.

Roman came to the bar, ordered a few stews and two pieces of white bread, and ordered a glass of the "best" beer. After paying, he took the food and sat down in a corner seat by the window. 3 soli.

While tasting the food on the plate, he observed the people around him.

Maybe it was because Roman's dinner was too "rich", maybe because of his attire, many people in the restaurant also looked at Roman with strange eyes.

Somewhat unexpectedly, the food on the plate is not particularly unpalatable, but because the ingredients are not fresh and the seasonings are not rich, it looks a bit poor in presentation.

Roman ate his dinner slowly, while looking through the window at the crowd outside.

Most of them have faces full of hunger, and some are still sober. They are residents of the East District, with a thin body, and they are in a hurry, maybe they are rushing to the next job site.

Some looked numb, tired, and walked slowly and stiffly on the streets outside, looking for something to eat. They were homeless people in the East End.

There are quite a few women in the dark corner of the street, some young, some even a little old, they seem to be waiting for something.

Roman finished all the food in silence, carried the sword box, and walked out of the restaurant.

Not knowing where to go, Roman walked slowly along the dirty streets of the East District.

Even though he looked powerful and looked very difficult to mess with, many pickpockets still set their sights on the "well-dressed" Roman.

Of course, their every move, even their expressions, cannot escape Roman, who has dark vision.

"Maybe getting a spanking is the price to pay, driven by hunger."

While feeling emotional in his heart, Roman turned sideways casually, avoiding the hand that reached into his pocket when they were crossed just now.

Roman didn't mean to teach this short-sighted pickpocket a lesson.

There are such people everywhere, thieves, pickpockets, gangsters, robbers, Roman didn't want to deal with them, and couldn't deal with them.

With this mentality in mind, Roman walked through the streets of the East District. As the night deepened, there seemed to be more and more people on the street, until Roman saw a few men in the distance, and they patted the children in front of them. One hand pointed in the direction of Roman.

Among them, a thin little boy shook his head, and was slapped severely by a vicious man.

Afterwards, Roman saw those children walking towards Roman with a little fear.

Roman couldn't help squinting his eyes, and subconsciously pinched the joints of his left and right hands together, making a clicking sound.

(End of this chapter)