To be honest, Larcade II was rather bewildered now.
The moment he realized there were intruders in the palace, and that they had already put a blade to his throat, his heart filled with terror.
In that instant, he wondered whether these people were pirates attacking from outside or domestic rebels.
Whoever they were, the next thing he had to do was preserve his own life at any cost.
But now, it seemed the situation was somewhat different from what he had imagined.
Were these people not here for his wealth?
His Majesty the King of this nation had become utterly muddled.
Why was the noble district so prosperous while the slums were utterly rundown and impoverished?
How could anyone ask such a ridiculous question?
And sneak into his palace in the dead of night, take him hostage, and ask it!
Were these people out of their minds?
Although that was what he thought, Larcade II did not dare delay in the slightest and hurriedly answered.
"This country has been this way for generations."
His Majesty the King answered, "The land is not large, and there are no resources that could make the nation wealthy, so the country and its people have always been poor."
The corner of Bright's mouth twitched. He looked like a fat-headed fool, but he was not actually stupid.
He was quite good at dodging the important points.
"I'm not asking why the country is so poor. I'm asking why the gap between rich and poor is so enormous."
"Yeah."
Nana beside him nodded repeatedly. "You're obviously so rich, yet you make your citizens live like that. You really are a terrible king."
Larcade II's face flushed red as he argued, "My wealth was accumulated by the royal family over generations. What does it have to