Syal

More and more obscure times fall on a place known as district 42. Poverty can be seen everywhere you go. Misery resides in the lives of every citizen. A thin line is about to be crossed. The final battle will soon begin. On the one hand, those who value tradition, order; On the other, those who cry out for freedom. Everyone knows, although no one claims ... but the district flag will soon burn. However, in an event perhaps headed by fate, a soldier wakes up. A man transported from another world, plunging into all the Chaos spread over that place. Perhaps, the only man capable of extinguishing the flames of that cruel war.

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District 42

Casper was talking with another Jarl for the time being. He was still in the assembly room trying to find the right people to talk with. He could converse with three Jarls of distinct families that gave to him some information he needed, but the soldier felt that he was still missing something important.

With the Jarls he could talk with, he discovered other transactions between them and other enterprises and corporations that didn't have proper registration. Those corporations had a strong connection with that secret organization.

Also, some of them had a lot to say about the increasing number of Jarls inside the Castle and how the birth of those different companies was affecting them economically, making it hard to be accepted by the overall public in the market.

Already infiltrated