Runemaster in the Last Days
Chapter 502 - 502: Work

Riya: "…"

She looked at Ruben and rolled her eyes. "You're saying that I'm a bad Master?"

"No, no, no!" Ruben quickly shook his head. "I mean, you're too good to teach others, Master. So it's enough to have me as your student."

He was sure that if he dared to say that Riya is a bad master, he would not be able to come out of the Jones Family Residence alive.

Riya snorted. "Go back and practice. Don't say that you're my student if you still can't make proper rank 2 magic scrolls."

Bang!

Ruben was kicked out and he scratched the back of his head helplessly. It seemed that he had to work overtime again to finish both his work and his study.

Hey…

It was indeed very tiring.

…

While Riya stayed in the Jones Family Residence and planned to play in her world again, Samuel was looking at his father speechlessly.

"What the hell with the people outside the office?" Samuel asked with a deadpan expression.

The temperature has become colder and most people would definitely wear thick clothes unless they have the warm talisman to let themselves stay warm. This made the attire of the people in City A Base to vary from people who looked like a ball because of many layers of clothes he wore and also someone who looked like he was going to the beach because he had a warm talisman hung on his neck.

But most people could already afford the warm and cool talisman.

The price of these talismans were only 1 contribution point to buy 2 of them. The reason why it was so cheap was because the government had a few rune masters dedicated writing warm talisman every day and brought it to various bases.

These were important for their survival.

Otherwise, everyone might freeze to death.

And when Samuel came back, he saw that there was a crowd of people, most of them wearing thick clothes, gathered in front of his father's office. Some of them were carrying written board and some other carried banner and so on.

Just from looking at their appearance, Samuel had a guess that they should be protesting.

But…

What the hell are they protesting about to his father?

"…It's a long story." Mr. Jones looked very tired when he looked at the commotion outside. He honestly didn't understand what these people wanted either.

City A Base was doing well and everyone was happy.

But it was not enough.

At least, not for some people…

"Then make it short, Father." Samuel rolled his eyes. He wouldn't stay in City A Base all the time because he often headed into the crack to hunt for some magic beasts and clean them up.

But he still had to help managing some things in City A Base.

"Some people say that the price of food should be lowered after the base is doing well. They're not happy that the price of food is very expensive," Mr. Jones replied. "Moreover, they said that the warm talisman should be distributed for free instead of being paid with contribution points…."

He looked at the demands written on a paper in front of him and felt too lazy to care about these people.

The more he read it, the more he wanted to tear this paper apart.

Samuel frowned and asked, "Who lead them?"

"Mr. Black," Mr. Jones replied. "And a few more others who had some small position in the base."

He showed the list to Samuel.

Mr. Black?

It took Samuel a few seconds to remember this name. If he was not wrong, this was the man who had a villa in this area, which was why he was able to stay in City A Base from the very beginning.

But the thing that made Samuel remember this man the most was because he caused a magic beast's tide to City A Base last year.

It was still in the early stage of building and they couldn't afford to face so many magic beasts. It took them some time to clean up the magic beasts.

"Is he still dissatisfied with the fact that the resources in his hand is taken away?" Samuel asked.

"It seems so."

In order to make up for the losses of various things and casualties after the magic beasts' tide happened, they asked Mr. Black to hand over the resources to City A Base and almost didn't give him anything.

Later on, they also asked him to give information about his other warehouses where he stored his supplies. And the base took most of them for their own based on the agreement with him.

It could be said that the base had profited a lot from this deal.

But Mr. Black suffered some 'losses.'

"He had no ability to take the resources on his own and now he's blaming the base?" Samuel arched his eyebrows. "Can I kill him now?"

He had felt that Mr. Black was very annoying for a long time, but he had never made a move before because his father warned him not to be too extreme. After all, City A Base would be an official base and not a private base.

Even if it was a private base, Samuel never had the intention of killing people arbitrarily either, though.

He's not a bloodthirsty murderer.

"I won't stop you if you want to," Mr. Jones said calmly.

Samuel looked at his father. "I thought that you will told me not to kill other people."

To be honest, Samuel didn't have much interest in killing people if unnecessary. But if he had to kill someone, then he will do it.

In that world, he had killed many people because of various reasons.

And Samuel would not flinch back.

Because there were many situation of kill or be killed in that world to the point that he was somewhat numb.

The real battle was not like the spar with the other young masters and young misses.

It's the place where every mistake could cost one's life.

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