Chapter 470 【Crown】

Southern district, Kaketro Port.

Old John dragged his tired body out of the warehouse on the dock.

He looked at the pool of crimson blood on his chest with great annoyance and cursed himself, "Damn it, why did you have to fall!"

He used to be able to carry two bags quite easily, but just then, he'd fallen over while moving just one.

And then he spat out this mouthful of blood, which was unfortunately seen by the foreman.

Despite his vigorous explanations, Old John had lost his job at the docks, which he viewed as essential as his life.

He pinched the pocket of his trousers, containing a wad of old bills of various denominations.

Eight hundred seventy-six liras, his wages for the past half-month.

He had just started working, and without any job, he didn't know where to go.

If he went home now, his family would surely worry even more.

They all relied on his job to fill their bellies. What to do if he actually lost it?