"What... happened?"
Aken asked the person beside him, who was also watching the commotion.
Poor places had their own characteristics. In a way, that was also an advantage: people were relatively idle.
Because they were poor and had no work, all they had was time.
Yet they had no entertainment they could enjoy behind closed doors, apart from making more people.
So most of these poor people, who had neither work nor entertainment, found their greatest pleasure—or spent most of each day—sitting in front of their homes or on the streets, basking in the sun.
You could call them lazy, but for Nagaril, before the Federation people arrived, it wasn't entirely a matter of laziness. They simply hadn't had the opportunity.
The Ruling Class denied people the chance to work and earn money. Aside from finding a patch of land to grow something, going hunting, or doing odd jobs in exchange for necessities, they had no idea what else to do.
This kind of poverty and idleness often broadened people's social circles. Even if they lived across the street from one another, they knew at least a little about what was happening nearby.
The person in front glanced back at Aken. He looked somewhat familiar and was probably someone Aken occasionally saw on the main street, but they didn't know each other.
With that foundation, he was willing to say something.
"They're arresting the looters..."
Once someone decided to speak, they held nothing back.
"They said the new code has taken effect. Now, if you know who took part in the looting, smashing, burning, and destruction during this period, all you have to do is provide evidence or proof that you're telling the truth, and they'll go arrest them."
"And once they're arrested, they'll give you a small reward."
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