What the... we're suddenly in a carriage on a bridge! We were elevated earlier... about second-floor level, and now we're on ground elevation?! Teleportation?! The slums are in front of us, and a gigantic wall behind us?!
What the hell is wrong with this city?! So they're separating the pitiful and the blessed, I assume?! That's next-level human atrociousness! The level of bullshit with what I'm currently witnessing is equal to that of the Atlantic slave trade... I may have transferred to an extreme version of my previous world.
In a worried tone, Francis asked, "Sir, are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost."
"I-I'm fine!"
While sitting across me, Francis advised, "You don't want to be moving too much, Sir. Your girl's asleep..."
"Who... oh."
Again? Ria's sleeping on my sh
