At least a week had elapsed under the management of that esteemed individual since the last demon incident on Black Street.
So regardless of what kind of policies the "mysterious figure" had put in place, by now they should have already manifested tangible effects.
She wanted to see what Black Street, once tainted by demons, could become under the governance of that individual.
"I wish to settle down here, but I simply do not know what life is like for everyone here," Franca said with a smile brimming with laughter, as she looked at the man before her whose complexion was sallow and whose body was emaciated from hunger.
"Life, ah~" The Stray Dog was stunned and a silly smile spread across his face.
His mind was not burdened with many thoughts and could not entertain considerations on multiple threads.
Talking about current life, the minor annoyances he had were instantly forgotten, "It's wonderful! Life is now so good, miss!"
