Bell’s pov
I picked up a golden coin, and my eyes reflected the golden glow of the money. Several large boxes were filled with coins, plundered from the nobility. After opening them all, the quantity of these coins looked remarkably substantial.
"I'll immediately arrange for people to rebuild the slums," Haydn said, standing next to me.
"I believe their lives will improve."
Days later,
Winter arrived, marking the first snowfall.
Fortunately, the reconstruction of the slums was complete. Today, Haydn and I planned to visit again.
Even before reaching there, I sensed that the surroundings had changed. Muddy paths had transformed into new paved roads, widened and cleaned up. Upon reaching the slums, the difference was even more apparent. The chaotic layout of houses was gone, replaced
