บท 112:  Chapter 112 – A Goal

For a while, Nick just looked out of the window.

He saw so much cruelty and wasted potential.

If the rich could give just a little bit to the people of the Dregs, the people wouldn't need to pay with their blood.

Then, they could be healthier and could contribute more to society.

'Of course, people who don't work don't deserve to own as much as people who do, but they deserve some dignity at least. At least, they should have enough to survive.'

'As long as people can have a home, food, water, and a family, it's okay.'

'If I can turn this dream into a reality for this city, I can say with certainty that I would have somewhat redeemed myself.'

'While Horua will never get to live his life, at least his death won't have been pointless.'

'Maybe he would have even given his life if it meant improving the lives of so many other people.'

"So, you've been standing there for a while," the rat said awkwardly. "Got anything to tell me?"