"Something wrong?"
Hanks gathered his thoughts, worry creasing his brow as he said, "Chaos City has run out of food!"
"When the City Lord of Chaos City was still here, regular merchant caravans from the surrounding Seven Kingdoms came to sell food."
"Now, because of the Orcs, when the Inner City cut off contact, they also plundered this year's grain caravans from the Seven Kingdoms and stored everything in the Inner City."
"The next grain caravans won't arrive for another year. And after being robbed like this, there's no telling whether they'll even come!"
After Hanks, his face full of worry, explained the problem that had troubled him all night, An Kai froze for a moment, then laughed without restraint.
"Hanks, are you going to starve to death?"
Hanks was taken aback by An Kai's question. He certainly wouldn't starve to death, since he always kept three years' worth of supplies in reserve.
He shook his head honestly, unable to understand what An Kai was getting at.
"I get it. Hanks, have you really started thinking of yourself as the City Lord?"
"Have you gone senile? We're robbers. Robbers. Robbers!"
"Why do you care whether they starve to death?! What you should care about is how many more gold coins they can give us!"
An Kai's words stunned Hanks, and he suddenly came to his senses.
That's right, I'm a robber!
Why am I worrying about the residents running out of food?
"Hanks, as your friend, I have to remind you: being the City Lord of Chaos City Outer City is a hot potato."
"Whoever takes that position becomes a thorn in the side of both the Desert Orcs and the Inner City."
"They're leaving this place alone right now because their hands are full. Once they have time to