บท 474: Fraudulent

"Mom, where are we going?" A little boy of 8 years old asked his mother, who was rushing somewhere while holding his hands. 

The speed was a little too fast for the little child, but the mother didn't seem to notice it and kept running while holding her son.

"We need to hurry, my son," she said. "Or we might be late." The mother rushed for nearly 5 minutes before she reached the location of the crowd she had heard so much about.

The location was in the commercial zone, a little south of the city center. The crowd had formed on the roadway itself, blocking passage for both sides.

People had already started claiming the road to be completely shut down for the next 2 or 3 days.

There were thousands of people gathered at the location with hundreds of people going in and out constantly. This was perhaps a bigger event than the feast the princess had put out 2 weeks ago.