This is a Miracle

The ancient capital Hillul, a seaside city founded by the Ardennes 800 years ago.

This is the place where the Ardennes disembarked after crossing the ocean and finding the New World. To the Ardennes from ancient times, this ancient capital was no different from the dove of peace that extended an olive branch.

“Unfortunately, during the Iron Eagle King’s rebellion, this place was also burned and plundered.”

“Hence compared to the once magnificent ancient capital, it’s a lot more dilapidated now.”

The old man recounted the old disasters to Bai Luo. He had never seen it with his own eyes, but many years ago, in the old residence of the Arden clan, there were still a lot of documents and old records.

Saros had read these old records, learning about how glorious and great the Arden kingdom once was.

‘Without relying on the power of miracles, with our mortal hands, we built a home in this foreign land!’

“The old rulers of Arden are amazing.”

Bai Luo commented on the late ancestors of the Ardennes, “Not everyone has such courage.”

Unfortunately, miracles are the most important thing in this world. They choose to swim against the currents, hence they could only be eliminated and swept into the dust of history.

“However, at least they showed us the drawbacks of not using the power of miracles.”

It’s just like insisting on unarmed combat while everyone around you is using firearms and other hot weapons. It’s too stupid.

They had good morals, but unfortunately, they were surrounded by bandits.

You have to ensure your survival first, and then think about how to implement your ideas, right?

Bai Luo had never denied the philosophy of his ancestors, but there’s a saying——Sir, the times have changed!

“How dare you get in my way! Get lost!”

Not far ahead, a fat man in fancy clothes was lashing a group of refugees, Bai Luo frowned slightly at such a sight.

There’s a large number of refugees gathering here. It seems that some places have suffered from severe floods, rendering a large number of people homeless.

The Iron Eagle Kingdom seemingly has no plans for aid or relief, and these people do not dare to rebel.

Their best ending in the future is to become an influential person’s slave, but if they are unlucky, they can only wait for death in some stinky ditch.

“How ugly.”

Issafeiya was on horseback, following slightly behind Bai Luo, “The Iron Eagle obviously has so many miracles, why not bring a better life to this country.”

Issafeiya had already seen the power of miracles and their seemingly endless potential.

If Lilith’s power could be better developed and applied to every corner of life, the entire Iron Eagle Kingdom will be transformed and sublimated, turning into a fantastical wonderland. The same should be the case for the Iron Eagle King’s miracle.

However, although Issafeiya seemed to abhor the sight ahead, she didn’t have empathy towards these poor people. Her character is too cold. The only warmth in her heart was reserved for Bai Luo and the Ardennes.

Elder Sister Issafeiya has always been indifferent to the life and death of outsiders.

“That’s why I despise the Iron Eagle King.”

Issafeiya and the old man rode on ordinary horses, as did Noel and Jerah,

“A medium miracle can create a miracle kingdom, but the Iron Eagle King doesn’t seek to make progress. His country hadn’t changed over the past 200 years in the slightest!”

There are countless refugees throughout the kingdom, most of whom are suffering from hunger and cold, while few hold the wealth and power of the country.

They complied with their lords, monopolizing almost all the resources of this country.

“Why is it like this?”

Bai Luo asked the old man, “Don’t those miracle masters care?”

“It’s not that they don’t care, it’s that they don’t need to care.”

Issafeiya calmly said,

“The difference between miracle masters and ordinary people is like the difference between mortals and gods. What they have is not authority, but power.”

Power is the foundation. Those powerful merchants might seem like important people to ordinary civilians, but they are no different from dogs to their superiors

Miracle masters can replace them at any time, and in order not to be replaced, they must exhibit their value, showing their lords that they can present them with luxury and ultimate satisfaction.

If a miracle master wants food, they have to present him with the most exquisite delicacies. If he wants beautiful women, they have to look everywhere to find them.

“The tremendous pressure that these people are constantly under caused them to present their most ugly side.”

Issafeiya calmly said, “They vented their stress and anxiety by abusing those weaker than them, and this is true for all levels, creating such a distorted country. “

Those above bully those below, the strong bully the weak.

If a weak individual is killed, he has no one but himself to blame. No one will seek justice for him.

There is no law, no morality, everyone is like beasts in human clothing, knowing only killing and ‘cannibalism’.

“I have been to many countries, but out of so many diverse countries, only the Iron Eagle Kingdom is in such a state.”

The old man shook his head and sighed,

“It is mainly because of the favorable geographical location of the Iron Eagle. The mountains and the eternal night. These powerful kingdoms are the barrier between the Iron Eagle and the Great Northern Empire, and Holy Empire.”

“Without the threat of external enemies, naturally, they don’t seek progress.”

Bai Luo also knew about this geographical situation. He is not very clear about the power dynamic at sea, but he is quite clear about the situation of the main continent, especially the eastern third of the miracle continent.

“What’s your purpose in Hillul?”

As the crowd softly chatted, it was soon their turn to enter the city.

“We are businessmen from the Boulder Chamber of Commerce, the Toa house.”

Bai Luo took out a business certificate, along with a bag containing coins,

“Due to the difficulty of conducting business here, I plan to go to my relatives in the Kingdom of Mountains, so please be lenient.”

He might bring along many people, but miracle masters definitely don’t care. Unfortunately, the big guys might not care, but the small guys are difficult to deal with.

Layer by layer, as long as there is a place to get profit from, someone will exploit it. All of those nobles and wealthy businessmen would not hesitate to squeeze those below them to death in order to get more benefits.

“Smack!”

“Ahhhhh!!!!!”

The sound of a whip tearing through the air sounded, followed by the painful wailing of a group of refugees.

“No money?! How could you enter any city without money, you lowly scum!!”

Looking aside, the refugees couldn’t afford the fee to enter the city and were getting abused by the guards at will, while the others watched this scene indifferently, unconcerned.

“Come in!”

The guard opened the bag and saw that there were several large silver coins in it, and immediately allowed the caravan in without any inspection.

Normally, the entry fee here is only one big copper coin.

After receiving such a large amount of money, he doesn’t care what Bai Luo and his team want to do.

At the same time, the reason why Bai Luo gave so much money is to hint to the guard to not reveal the whereabouts of their team.

This is nothing, after all, who doesn’t have a few rivals or enemies?

“Let’s go”

After Bai Luo finished speaking, he took the lead and walked through the gate, followed by the rest of the team.

They didn’t encounter any mishap in the process of entering the city. Things went as planned.

Bai Luo was honestly disappointed by the famous ancient capital Hillul.

Dilapidated houses were everywhere in the outer section of the city. Sour-smelling cracked and pitted pavement, full of stains that accumulated over many years. Disheveled Commoners passing by, their faces full of exhaustion and hopelessness.

Of course, some nobles or wealthy people also occasionally passed by, riding either horses or carriages, covering their noses, and looking at the surrounding pedestrians with disgust.

Those wealthy people hurriedly passed through this area and headed towards the inner city or the core section of the city.

Compared to the hellish outer section, those places are heaven.

“Forget about ‘heaven’.”

“Next, we’re going directly to that gang.”

Bai Luo didn’t plan to spend the night in Hillul. The longer they stayed, the greater the variable,

“The best outcome would be to sail before evening.”

“We will use plan A and B together.”

Saros said to Bai Luo,

“I know the symbol of the viper gang and which are their ships. I will lead the rest to the port first. Shirley will know where I am.”

“Ok.”

Bai Luo divided the team into two. Issafeiya and he will head to the viper gang.

The old man led Noel, Jerah, Inya, and the others to the port first, to prepare for their expedition to the sea.

“Be careful.”

“With Lilith, Shirley, and elder sister, I will be fine.” Bai Luo smiled and said, “Our highest combat power is all with me.”

“Go early and return early.”

“Rest assured.”

Bai Luo looked at Issafeiya, who immediately turned her horse around and led the way ahead.

“This way!”

Gangs are local forces established by local thugs and ruffians.

They are entrenched in various cities, and some can even establish many branches across various towns, creating a large regional organization.

The rich fawn over the lord, and the poor bully the weak.

The Viper Gang is such a group. They rarely deal with the wealthy and nobles, but instead exploit poor people like them, sucking their blood like a leech and growing bigger and stronger.

“Elder sister, have you conducted business with the Viper Gang in the past?”

“Hmm.”

Issafeiya nodded and said, “I helped them kill people.”

“For money?”

“No,”

Issafeiya calmly said,

“It just so happened that that person was investigating the Ardennes’ trail, and I killed him by the way.”

Bai Luo exclaimed,

“As expected of my elder sister!”

“Should I negotiate next or should you?”

“You should understand the intention of uncle Saros,” Said Bai Luo.

“I’ll do it.”

“You don’t know how to negotiate.”

“…Well, I don’t plan to do so anyway!”

The two rode their horses and shuttled through several alleys, and soon reached an area filled with shacks and dirty tents – the slums of the ancient capital.