However, after so many years, Brand had become accustomed to this. The village tried to grow a little, he organized some people to collect taxes on the road, and from time to time he would raise a fuss with the higher-ups. Whatever he could squeeze out of them, he could barely make do and survive.
Negris was shocked by Brand's description and didn't know what to say. When he was in the Master Plane, he had some understanding of the corruption in the church from Anthony, Shamara, and Fala. But he didn't expect the situation in the Land of Fallen to be even more severe.
This is the frontline, aren't they afraid that the defense line will be breached if they do this?
"Sir, are you sure you aren't a local garrison, sir?" Brand asked nervously, repeatedly asking this question, fearing that Ange was trying to trick him.
