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.

train station after getting off

bustling crowd, and the traffic. This sight

a kind villager turned back and took

let Stan Hitchens and the rest leave you

long time before coming to

he stood outside and was reluctant to go in.

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

begged him for a very long time. See those sandbags in front? Your daily task is

"That's 3,600 dollars a month. That's way more than what we earn from fishing

manner. "Hey, what about you? Are you doing it or

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

Ben frowned.

you can't do it.

for a living."

was provoked. "I'll

and the villagers settled in the

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