"Damn those stingy bastards, may the Paladins hang you all soon!"
After a whole day of toil, the dock worker, Bali, couldn't help but curse after settling his day's earnings.
He was docked twenty copper coins due to laziness, too many bathroom breaks, and excessive rest time, a quarter of the day's wages he should have earned.
Although this wasn't the first time, Bali still found it hard to get used to, or more accurately, increasingly difficult to tolerate, especially after often hearing about the workers' treatment across the sea, which only made his heart yearn more.
As far as he knew, on the Holy Land across the sea governed by the glorious Holy Dragon Emperor, even lowly mud leggers like him could live proudly like people of status.
