Nomi stared blankly at the plain little farmhouse before her, emotions surging endlessly in her heart, as though she had a thousand things to say.
But when the words reached her lips, she could only say, "It's so shabby."
The house before them had only two rooms. The two-story building in the middle counted as the main house, its battered eaves bearing the marks of time. The windows had even been casually covered with sheets of paper.
The other room was probably a workshop. Built alongside the stream, it came with a millstone, waterwheel, and forging hammer. The farming tools, hammers, and nails hanging in the nearby shed suggested that this was a blacksmith's shop.
But whether it was the main house or the smithy, two such rooms were far too shabby for people of the Star Abyss who had entered the Interstellar Era who knew how many years ago.
Faced with this sight, Nomi could not help feeling puzzled. She turned to the accompanying security officer—the Dragon Blood Titan who called herself Dia Lan—and asked directly, "Are you sure this is where Li Aoz would live?"
"The Philosopher King's calculations indicate that this is the place."
Dia Lan was not particularly surprised.
"You have had little contact with Li Aoz, and you forgot much of your memory because of rebirth. In truth, Li Aoz was someone with few desires. He had very low material needs, and a luxurious life held no appeal for him."
"I really didn't know that. I always thought that guy was a dangerous terrorist with ideals."
"A person can have many sides, and they may even contradict one another. A woman who dresses exquisitely, loves life, and adores small animals might secretly be an extremist terrorist who wishes she could kill every man alive."
"Isn't