"Honestly, I thought the legendary Boruta Cult would be far more focused on the people, rather than filling their own coffers." Out of nowhere, a new voice appeared. Since it was the first time I heard it, I was unable to connect it to any face or name from my memory.
"I beg your pardon?" Ever since I first heard the laughable demand of the city to share my riches, I already knew that the situation wouldn't be resolved by just a single sentence. If those people had the audacity to attempt to rob me, they wouldn't back off after a few words of reprimand alone.
"Isn't it like I said? You struck it big, and now you are forgetting those who laid the foundations for your growth? Where you would be if not for the efforts of all of us?" Instantly refuting my words, the voice grew more arrogant with each sentence. "Rather than politely asking as we do now, we are well within our rights to demand!"
