Noah knew he had a talent for combat, since he had his first fight at the age of ten.
That recruitment had been a life changer for him.
Since then, he had been honing his skills with the resources at his disposal.
Though the empire had noticed a bit of his talent, and had even been sponsoring him since then…
The truth had always been bitter.
No matter which part of the world you resided in, the people in power had always been the worst.
It was a known fact among the civilians that even if the empire had allocated a budget for them, they wouldn't receive the full benefit.
There are always beggars in shining clothes, ready to pounce at every opportunity they get to drain the people of their rights.
And no matter how generous the people at the top were… it was always the middlemen who were the major forces behind connecting the various spheres of people in a territory.
