As time has it, the night came about.
The village during the night was also full of excitement, the flurry of voices has not stopped and there were lights from north to south. The capital’s "plague" has brought upon an incredible flux of human traffic. They may not be permanent residents but this level of excitement would not fade unless they have confirmed the existence of the "plague" was no more.
Within the crowd.
Dick was carrying an irritated look while heading towards a holiday villa in the north side of the village.
"Master, you have returned." The servant at the door bowed and greeted him while handing him a chamber pot.
Dick hummed in response and listlessly took the chamber pot back to his room along the corridor.
He closed the door behind him and sat down by a desk. He sighed at the sight of account books on his desk. He stared blankly at them and took one of the books, flipped it open and stared blankly again as he went through it.
