The royal capital Garo is located in the center of the island and has the best environment on the entire island. Orioles are singing and dancing in the trees, butterflies are lingering in the flowers, and the air is filled with the fragrance of spring grass. The blue sky and sometimes erratic clouds are like whirlpools that attract people's attention. Even if you lie down on the grass and look at the sky all day long, you will not feel bored.
There are many shops on the street, people come and go, and there is a constant flow of people. Neighbors complain to each other about their shortcomings, and they are very friendly. Whether they are businessmen, vendors, farmers, fishermen, or soldiers, there seems to be no barriers and no class distinctions here.
However, is it really as simple as it seems?
Kexi was standing guard on the side of the street. He kept looking at the two men in front of him. The two men were very affectionate when chatting, but as soon as they turned their heads to say goodbye, a look of disdainful indifference appeared on their faces.
Kexi turned his head away in disbelief, not wanting to see this scene again. The conversation between people was like a performance, exaggerated and contrived. Even the joy, anger, sorrow and joy that accompany the birth of life have become so deliberate, full of hypocrisy and indifference.
All this is because of Pet Company's so-called star-making activities. They use the fan effect of idol artists to continuously expand their influence among the people, skew the atmosphere of the entire country, and make the people ignorant, hypocritical, and fanatical.
Kexi tried to change everything and use his own power to change this country, but it was useless. Everything he did was in vain, and he was even punished by being forced to stand on the street. From this moment on, he lost power. In a sense, he was abandoned by this country.
"Kexi Prince, you are suffering here due to such a huge sun. You should go back and rest quickly. Don't hurt your delicate body."
"Kexi Prince must be considerate of the people's sentiments and understand the sufferings of the people from the bottom up. What do you know? This is the demeanor that a prince should have."
Two men in aristocratic costumes walked aside, talking with half-smiles, their eyes full of cynicism.
Kexi took a breath weakly. "Thank you for taking the trouble. Recently I heard that there are pirates escaping in the capital. You should be careful."
The expressions of the two men in aristocratic attire changed and they walked away grumbling. The prince's words were as ugly and vicious as a curse. Who knows if he would do all kinds of crazy things because he lost power?
Kexi looked at the backs of the two people and sighed silently in his heart. The wind direction of the country was constantly changing. Everyone seemed to be lining up to get closer to the Finance Minister Diderot. His power was enough to influence the entire Santansidi. Now he even summoned many manpower to build the eighteen-story Myriad Elegance Tower, which he claimed would become a landmark of the entire royal capital.
But in fact, Kexi knew that this was not the case. Diderot had a premeditated plan. His plot was based on the long-circulated legend, but what could he do? Even his father was tired of his own advice...
He shrugged his shoulders dejectedly, as if there were hands in the abyss of his heart pulling him bit by bit into despair.
The fate of this country will soon meet death...
A six or seven-year-old girl on the street tripped over a stone and sat on the ground crying. No one came to help her. Most people turned a blind eye and left indifferently. The little girl was very tired from crying and her throat was hoarse. She looked very pitiful. She tried to stand up, but her knees moved slightly and she sat back on the ground. The pain made her cry louder.
Kexi was only less than ten meters away from the little girl, but he watched helplessly, unable to think of helping the little girl. He was not good at comforting others. The little girl seemed to be in pain and could not stand up on her own. Even if he helped her, a lot of trouble would happen next, and most children trapped in their own world would not listen to advice, but would intensify.
Kexi feels that it is very difficult. His confidence has faded due to the wind and sun in the past two days. If the country is going to perish, even if it can help one person, two people, or a hundred people, what is the use? It is just in vain...
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"Hey, don't block the road!"
Finally, a man stood up. He was wearing glasses that looked like they were for decoration without lenses. He had full beards on both sides of his chin, and his nose was red and very strange.
The little girl cried harder. Kexi originally thought that the man would say something else and use magic tricks to make the little girl happy, but that didn't happen. The man grabbed the little girl while others ignored her and took her to a remote alley somewhere.
"What does he want to do?" Kexi became a little nervous. The restraint in his nature still prevented him from turning a blind eye and quickly followed this man's footsteps.
Turning the corner, he heard the girl's lowering cries and the man's threatening and gloomy voice, "Just keep crying here, I am a human trafficker, I will sell you to Sabaody, and then you will never see your father and your mother again, and become someone else's slave for life!!"
The quiet and scary environment and echoes around her made the young girl feel very scared. The strangely dressed man in front of her used his most intuitive appearance to make his words more convincing. The little girl's crying stopped suddenly, ignoring the pain of the bruise on her knee, wiping her tears and running away like she was escaping from hell.
The man sneered when he saw this, and without even turning his head, he walked towards the exit at the other end of the alley in the opposite direction to the little girl.
Kexi stared at the young figure running away from under his eyes. The girl who had been crying for a long time was actually "comforted" by the man using such simple and crude methods. She stood up again relying on her own strength. In a sense, this power is the power of hope!!
He rubbed his eyes, wondering what kind of miracle he had witnessed, or rather, the man in front of him with his different way of thinking might bring him unimaginable hope, at least this hope should not let him run away like this!
Seeing that the man was about to disappear at the entrance of the alley, Kexi quickly chased after him, shouting, "Master, please wait a moment!!"
Red Nose The man paused, looked back, and continued walking forward casually.
Kexi flashed his body, blocked the other party, and said sincerely, "Master, I saw everything that happened just now, can you also help me solve the confusion in my heart? Please!"
"Don't stand in my way. I have no obligation to help you. It was just a convenience..." Red Nose man said coldly, preparing to go around Kexi, "I still have something to do."
Kexi insisted, "I am the prince of this country. Master, please tell me if you have anything, and I will find a way to help you solve it!"
"Are you a prince?" Red Nose The man finally stopped and looked at Kexi.
"Yes, my name is Boulder Dursley Sirik Stimmons. Kexi, Santansidi, the eldest son of the current king, absolutely true!!"
Kexi In order to convince the other party, he stated his full name fluently and quickly without any ambiguity.
Listening to Kexi's words, the Red Nose man's eyes turned cunningly, "In that case... remember my name, my name is Buffett."