He was extremely quiet, a man of few words.

The villagers asked him, "What's your name?"

He answered mildly, "I forgot. Just call me Ben!"

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"What can you do?"

The man shook his head. "I don't know."

The villagers revealed a look of disdain.

"You're just a pretty boy." Someone spat out these words at him.

He shot a stern gaze at the man, causing him to cower in fright.

After two days and one night on the train, they finally arrived in Imperial Capital.

and left him at the train station after getting off the train, leaving him to fend for

flourishing metropolis, the bustling crowd, and the traffic. This sight

kind villager turned

saying, "Hurry up, Ben. Don't let Stan Hitchens and the rest leave you behind. You'll be a beggar if you can't find

villagers and walked for a long time before coming

and was reluctant to go in.

he chose to stand at the door as he looked at the villagers inside with

keep all of you only because I begged him for a very long time. See those sandbags in front? Your daily task is to unload the sandbags from the truck. You'll get paid 120

month. That's way more than what we earn

manner. "Hey,

seeping out of the woven bags. He could imagine how filthy he would be at the end

Ben frowned.

can't do it. I hate pretty boys like you

for a living."

was provoked.

the villagers

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