The following days blurred as Rion repeated the same activities.
In the morning, he had his breakfast, and then he left the count's manor not to find any information but to see how people lived, to see what made Barleyhen so special that even though it was right beside the base of the red and black mountains, over a hundred families remained there.
At first, he had thought maybe there was some kind of monetary benefit for those families, and he was proven wrong — they all had to earn every single coin by themselves.
But then why did these families decide to stay at such a dangerous place?
After not getting any answer, he decided to ask an old civilian, and that's how their conversation went.
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Rion sat in a chair, massaging the legs of an elderly man who seemed to be about eighty years old.
The old man was lying on a bed and was looking at Rion with a faint smile.
"What is it that you try to find every day?" The old man asked in a low voice.
