It was said that Chief Priest Josh had come to Blood Port years ago with a few people after robbing a shipload of goods from Castel. He had done everything from merchant guild president to cult leader, sheltered many people during the two Mother Goddess Church rebellions, and somehow escaped the purges after the war ended.
Now, he was even more influential among the lower classes. The prince's decrees could not make their way into the slums, but a few words from Josh would have plenty of people scrambling to do his bidding.
Logically, a big shot who had connections in both the underworld and the legitimate world should have inspired nothing but fear. Yet he somehow had a fairly good reputation among the lower classes.
Even desperate poor people could get a bowl of porridge if they went to him. Recently, he had even donated many houses to serve as classrooms for literacy classes. Most importantly, he was willing to uphold justice for the poor.
Yami often heard people in the slums say that when the law could not protect you, there was still Lord Josh.
But how could such an all-powerful big shot be connected to the little girl before him? Was she somehow special?
Yami gave her a serious once-over, making Gwen's gaze grow increasingly wary.
Hmm, she did not look like it. Lord Josh was probably just kindhearted.
"Ah, don't worry about that! So, Yami, are you coming or not? If you're not, we'll go find someone else!"
"I'm coming!"
"Okay... then can you fry fish?"
"No, I can only eat... I can do the accounts too! I can handle purchasing and inventory as well!" Noticing the unfriendly looks in their eyes, Yami quickly flexed his thin arms, trying hard to squeeze out some muscles.
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