The Righteous Player(s) - Chapter 1058

[chapter 97]

The stall owner thought so.

But he didn’t say that, just said respectfully: “So I infer that you must have come to see me for something.”

“Then what do you think we are here for?”

Annan asked with interest: “Also, what’s your name?”

“My name is Emile. Emile Hart is called ‘Daddy Hart’ in the Zipper Gang. In addition to being in charge of gambling stalls, he is in charge of educating and taking care of newcomers.

” “Father Hart” did not shy away, and made his information clear.

Because it wasn’t a secret.

If you want to know, you can find out for less than half a silver coin. It is better for him to say it himself and express his sincerity.

But what he didn’t expect was that after the little white hair heard this, he cast his inquiring eyes on another person – which made his heart tense.

Is this to make trouble for yourself?

I saw the man dressed as a wizard from the Cuiyu Tower suddenly raised his head.

He looked at himself, was silent for a while, and asked, “Do you know Harry, Bill, or Nona? They’re all named Hart… Probably more than a hundred years ago.”

“…To be honest .

, I don’t remember.”

Emile Hart thought for a while, then shook his head regretfully: “I do know Bill Hart, but I don’t think this is the person you are looking for. Because he is me My uncle is not a few years older than me.”

“This gambling stall is your family’s business?”

“How can this thing come from a family? This land has not changed for hundreds of years, and pirates squatting on it come here. Often, it happens every few years or ten years. My grandfather’s generation was still a farmer.

“But this material used to be my ancestral home, so I changed it into a gambling stall… After all, according to the rules here, Do not enter the room to make trouble for others.

I will stay in it all day and not come out, so I will live a little safer.

“After all, my predecessor was stabbed in the back with a knife when he went out.” The

stall owner Emil said with some nostalgia: “If I had money to go to school, I wouldn’t have come to this stall. Speaking of which, I’m not afraid of your jokes, I was good at sculpture back then… At least I could pass the entrance exam for Denisoya Theological Seminary.

“If I had the money to go to school, I would be a student in East Denisoya now. Let’s be an architect.

Hearing the words ”

no money to go to school”,

Isaac was silent for a moment.

A lot of complicated expressions flashed in his eyes.

After a while, Isaac finally asked softly, “You took the entrance exam that year.” …passed?

”

“Yes, I got a B+.”

”

Emile smiled: “It’s okay, right?”

But it’s also a pity… I didn’t get an A rating, so I couldn’t get a scholarship.

There was a look of nostalgia on his face: “It’s a pity, it’s really just a little bit worse

.

It’s true, but at least it’s not an A-score… I’d probably go crazy in that case.

”

Denisoya Theological Seminary, as long as you get a grade of [B-], it is enough. But if you can get a grade of [A] or above, you can get a scholarship. If you get an A grade, you can get free tuition, and if you get an A+, you can still get a scholarship. It can be doubled upside down.

Isaac back then had the highest A+ rating.

“Who would do this job if he had the opportunity to take the right path.

Offending people like this, but not earning much money… Even if you are a thug, you can wash your hands after earning enough money, but I don’t have that chance.

“If I leave the Zipper Gang, it is estimated that if I can’t get out of the city, I will be caught. Even if I am still in the Pull Federation, I may be thrown into the sea one day.”

Although Emile is a little nostalgic, he does not Regret: “Our boss has a saying, which I think makes sense: ‘Let them hate you, it doesn’t matter. As long as they are afraid of you, it’s useless.’

“I’m past the age where I want people to like me. If I can, I want them to be afraid of me.

” The expression looks like when he lived a life of digging food in the ground.

Neither expect nor recall.

Isaac fell silent.

Annan, who was beside him, held the scepter and said nothing.

When Isaac questioned, Annan had actually seen it – Isaac’s stepfather was named Hart.

If nothing else, this stall owner is really the bloodline passed down from Isaac’s younger siblings.

But unlike those nobles, those big families.

He didn’t even know who his ancestors were or what happened to him.

All are ordinary people.

The stories that can be passed down are those that are passed down by word of mouth.

The names above are no more than five generations.

Although Isaac has no feelings for his younger siblings at all… it would be better if they died.

But after seeing one hundred and fifty or sixty years later, their children fell into the predicament of their own years – they obviously have the talent to change their fate, but they can only choose to drop out of school because they have no money to pay the high tuition fees.

And in Denisoya.

If you don’t have a good enough job…you’re either going to have a day or two to make money.

Either way, it means that there is no hope in this life.

Isaac just felt like his head was muddled.

He couldn’t even remember when he and Annan left there.

I can’t remember what Annan and the man talked about after that…

He just felt that his head was messed up, very confused.

The thought center of the doll body seems to be overheated due to high-intensity thinking.

When he came back to his senses, they had already appeared in a private room of a tavern.

While Annan is clearly underage… but in Denisoya, there aren’t that many rules.

Although there are not many Silver Lord churches here, the Denisoans also think that they are not as greedy as the Noahs – although most of them have never seen Noahs in their lives, they still think that Noahs People are the most greedy for money.

“The money here is much better than Noah’s. Not only can I come in, but I can even invite out the guests who are already in the private room.”

Annan held the wine glass in both hands and put it under the light to admire, At the same time, he said leisurely: “The people here are not like Noah, who believe in ‘money can exchange everything’. They don’t understand the meaning of ‘transaction’, nor do they think the use of ‘contract’, they just think ‘ I need to get more money, no matter the cost’.

“Look, everyone on this street needs money, desperately wants money to try and change their destiny…even if they have money, Also extremely difficult.

“Although the people here don’t believe in Sir Silver… but people who have no money here can be said to be unable to move an inch.”

Looking at Isaac, who became somewhat silent, the corner of Annan’s mouth rose slightly.

He put down his half-drinking rum with lemon, ice, and mint leaves.

“Do you think that after more than 100 years, people don’t seem to have made any progress?”

“…I just feel that the disaster is repeating.”

Isaac sighed deeply: “It seems that no one has done anything wrong, But it doesn’t seem right anywhere. Everyone lives only for themselves, how did the world become like this?

“Hugo and Salvatore’s efforts… Really worth and meaningful?”

Are these people really worth saving?

“If you need to be rescued, where should you start…”

His voice became smaller and smaller.

For the first time, the former tower owner who invented the “ceremonial modular technology” realized so clearly that the world is indeed getting better, but the world doesn’t seem to have changed much.

The whole city becomes neat and bright.

People’s clothing, food, housing and transportation have improved several times.

The former handmade textile factories and blacksmith shops have now turned into factories spraying black smoke; meat and wine, which were once difficult for even the nobility to eat, can now be eaten almost every day; the whales used for lighting in the past The oil has also become a more stable, bright green fire…

but on the other hand, the relationship between people has not changed.

The poor are still poor all their lives.

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Obviously, in theory, it is possible to change fate, but it is only possible.

Even with that aptitude, he will pass him by for various reasons…

“Hugo said that the dispute is because people are fighting for limited supplies. But I feel… It doesn’t seem like it.”

Ai Sark turned to Annan for answers.

He also knew that when he sought this answer from a fifteen-year-old boy, there was probably something wrong with his head.

But even comfort is fine.

Just come and talk to someone.

He just felt that his head was so messed up…

Seeing the entire renovated city, the prosperous and “civilized” pirate capital, and seeing the man with the same surname as the man, he was similar to the old self. And different… but a more depraved way.

——At that moment, Isaac even felt that all these efforts… were pointless.