Shaking herself of the risky thoughts, Priya took them to the largest building in the village, located at the end of the ’main road’.
It was a castle-like structure, totally out-of-place from the rest of the village wh ich was characterized by gross simplicity.
In contrast with the crude wooden structures lining up in its approach, the castle was made purely of sturdy stone. It had about four high-ceiling floors totaling to over 15 meters in height, not including the small towers about a floor higher.
There was also a stone wall around it two meters in height, much sturdier than the flimsy-looking 1.5-meter tall wooden fence outside.
Priya waited for them to appreciate the building before speaking, "This is the lord’s house."
They stood relatively far, but they could see the guards surrounding the four storey house. They also guarded some open spaces that surrounded the castle.
"The large empty spaces on the left there on purpose. They said the lord’s planning on building a garden." Priya said, her tone oozing with mockery.
She lived in the shanties, where most people who had ran out (or were robbed) of supplies had to settle.
They all made do with the local fruits and tangy monster meat—food that lacked much of the required nutrition a human needed. As the population grew, so did the unrest and the chaos. There were no rules prohibiting violence or theft, so one could just imagine what was happening in there.
And yet… their lord was busy building small castles and gardens…
The group was silent as they continued to walk to the left and saw another building one-storey high. It was another simply designed structure, basically looking like a plain wooden bungalow found in a mountain village.
Then again… technically speaking, they really were in a mountain village.
Priya took them to enter the building. It was actually much larger when inside, about 200 square meters in size.
There were about a dozen tables or so and even fewer customers. There was a huge counter area in front that took up a third of the space.
Plates of flat-looking white bread and plain gruel were displayed in this area, the presentation not very appetizing.
The group went to the counter to see the food.
[Would you like to buy a piece of White Bread for 50 copper? Yes | No ]
[Would you like to buy a piece of Plain Porridge for 30 copper? Yes | No ]
"It doesn’t taste like anything, but a piece of bread can fill you for half a day."
It was ex-housekeeper Harold that automatically made calculations. "The cost of living here is really high.
"Even if ten people shared a house, the daily expenditure will still be at least 200 copper coins. That’s two silver coins a day…"
Most people seemed to have only saved a few gold coins from their time in Terran, and worse, some poor people only managed to take away dozens of silver.
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