Chapter 2240 - 815: Josh Never Looks Back

’The Old Age Striking King’ is enjoying the fight immensely.

The last time she had such a blast was when she pounded that ’Ji Lanyuan’ in Aesces.

However, probably because she performed too brilliantly that time, very few people have been willing to engage in close combat with her since.

No, not even a one-on-one fight is anyone willing.

’The Old Age Striking King’ understands that it’s unlikely anyone would want to face off against a Priest whose power rivals a Knight, who can heal instantly, and whose Mana seems inexhaustible.

Yet, she doesn’t even have the opportunity to charge to the front of the battlefield!

There’s no helping it; a Priest as exceptional as her is the object of frantic pursuit by all teams.

She’s also the ace up the sleeve of a family, even when it is at a disadvantage on the battlefield, offering a chance to turn the tide... Standing in the rear, she can revive someone in just 3 seconds after disengaging.

Now, even the Priest Corps arranges spots for convenient retreats for her.

If they find things are going south, she must immediately stop fighting and retreat, ready to disengage at any moment.

As long as ’The Old Age Striking King’ has any sense of responsibility, she cannot stand in the front and compete for kills with Knights as she used to.

She’s really feeling suffocated during this time... Mainly because ’Perfect Bald’ and ’Xiao Liuliu’ have drastically reduced their online time, leaving her and ’Rain Falling on Mortal Dust’ to handle many family matters.

Once she bears the responsibility, wanting to be cheeky becomes truly... more than her heart being willing, but her power is lacking!

She really is too good-natured!

The joy of landing punch after punch brings a happy smile to ’The Old Age Striking King’s’ face.

Deep in the alley, there’s a stir of commotion.

People accustomed to Mage rule find it hard to understand the existence of a Female Priest like this.

Those few brawny men are actually just apprentices who know one or two zero-circle spells... In a place almost considered offspring of the Magic Tower, those with some potential but almost negligible, receive no different treatment than ordinary people.

Speaking of which, the number of ordinary people might really be fewer than their kind.

Generally, no family puts great effort into nurturing such offspring, so their fate, if slightly better, basically amounts to negotiable breeding... Though they must marry and have children, there’s some leeway to choose within certain limits.

As long as they abide by the family’s restrictions in this area, their lives are pretty decent.

But, this is a treatment only afforded to descendants of large families.

A regular family must concentrate all resources on supporting the child with greater Talents.

In a place where no child will starve, and where there’s adequate nutrition in early childhood, parents won’t even consider whether they’re being biased.

After all, it’s not like they can’t survive... It’s just bad luck that they don’t have Talents.

Some parents might even require their children to share part of their food with the one who has more Talents.

Until they become adults, it’s challenging for children to fight for sufficient rights for themselves... Given these parents only ask them to give up a third or less of their portion, not all of their food.

There are certainly those willing to endure for the sake of secure housing and fitting clothes.

Of course, naturally, there’ll be children unwilling to accept such circumstances... Anyway, regardless of where they stay, food provided by Josh follows them personally.

Thus, apart from the large families, small families quickly disperse in this refugee camp.

Especially mature children, who can grow a few Black Taros for themselves, would surely leave the so-called home willingly... The existence of Black Taro is not simply because it’s edible, but because it’s also a source of clothing.

Anyway, the houses in this refugee camp are indeed quite ample.

Aside from the circle of garden villas surrounding Josh’s farm and small Magic Tower, the surroundings are densely packed with two-story small buildings.

Just register at Josh’s little tower, and you’ll be allotted a small room.

If married, they can combine the housing shares of two young people, including an allowance for childbirth.

If there are more children, they can apply for a bigger house.

Even though these houses are bare, white canvases, what do common people have to complain about?

Even when children grow up and leave the family, any increase in space won’t be taken back!

Couples with a fair number of children might even independently own a small building!

Think about it, in this house’s front and back yard, how many Black Taros can be planted around the window’s guardrails!

This could indeed be considered a kind of indirect encouragement of childbirth.

Many young couples choose to have enough children to swap for a small building.

On the contrary, those from large family lines with independent living areas rarely opt for having many children... even if they are the ones most suited by Talents.

For them, as long as they marry, they’ll naturally have the small building that people strive desperately to own... It’s in a cleaner, buzzing central area, why would they struggle so much?

Raising children is exhausting!

They naturally have the concept of ’children should be well cared for,’ so they are unwilling to endure such hardship.

When the social atmosphere turns like this, a large number of dissatisfied people are bound to appear.

They are bound to clash with the authorities.

However, the one with the highest power here is Josh.

Whether he chooses to use his power or not is one thing, but if others trespass against him, it’s quite another.

Both the rebels and those who suppress choose to keep such ’noise’ away from the invincible Lord Qiaosi.

Then, naturally, the worst outcome wouldn’t happen... No matter how absurd the actions, one wouldn’t die inexplicably.

Of course, truly violating the rules set by Lord Qiaosi won’t do either.

Though he seems indifferent, if he spots a warning signal somewhere, his first reaction is to hurl a fireball.

Those are the rules written on the refugee camp shields; no one can touch them.

Even the revenge-seeking avengers won’t easily resort to murder... Of course, those lords won’t have these self-destructive tendencies either, after some time has passed.

Everyone understands well the need to leave some room for others... There’s no option.

Yet, the big families never cease their troubles, day or night.

And thus, this filthy alley was born.

Once there’s a dark, filthy corner, this corner will inevitably breed deeper, more vile filth.

To make the big families’ minions give up their harassment of this place, the refugees naturally try to make it inhospitable.

However, while they achieved this goal, they also failed.

Indeed, the pampered offspring of the big families don’t want to enter, but some malicious individuals have their eyes on its secrecy.

To some original residents, or those who fled here later, these people are also a threat to their safety.

Fortunately, even they don’t dare to cause too much commotion... The stench of the filthy alley intensifies enough to marinate anyone entering for over five minutes.

Then the alley dwellers realized that although they were relatively safe here, leaving was difficult.

Though the alley is remote, there are residential buildings ahead... But due to the stark smell, those once friendly to them have moved.

Not that no one lives there, but those tenants clearly include some riffraff.

Even if those hiding in the alley find peace, they are unwilling to see such results.

Especially the rebels... They abandoned their stable homes seeking a better life!

How could they tolerate their worsening conditions?

Initially, they thought they could hide for a while, waiting for the attention on them to shift to new rebels to escape.

But because of the almost soul-penetrating stench, once in, it’s hard to get out!

Some people give in quickly, directly joining the conspirators, but others refuse.

Luckily, with Josh around, no one dares to use overly brutal force.

Not easily complaining to Josh is almost ingrained in these people’s souls... But it doesn’t mean they can’t complain forever.

Josh isn’t always idle; every so often, he needs to throw a few big fireballs.

This Chosen of the Lord of Dawn is always lazy to distinguish right from wrong... He arrives and directly detects lies, scans alignment, and assesses friend or foe.

He responds to anyone’s call for help, but if he identifies the caller as the culprit, his fireballs show no mercy.

Actually, Josh’s judgments are generally correct... However, those who’ve witnessed his judgments seem confused and terrified.

It’s as if they’re not at fault, yet they’re reluctant to ask Josh for assistance.

The refugee camp maintains a peculiar and eerie balance... Josh typically doesn’t intervene, but when he does, things pile up.

This happens naturally as time passes, inevitably leading to new headstrong individuals surfacing.

Especially the big families, even if they set strict expectations for their offspring, every generation seems to produce brainless characters.

Josh is never lenient... Whether the wrongdoer is a former follower’s child or not.

Working for him doesn’t come without benefits, don’t make it sound like a significant contribution... That’s Josh’s response when past followers seek help.

Logically, the common folk should be delighted with such an authority... But for some reason, they find him a bit too heartless.

Even his long-time attendants face such indifference, how could anyone else expect anything?

This awkward feeling seems ever-present throughout the refugee camp.

Until Lord Qiaosi left once and didn’t return.

Especially the commoners were dumbfounded.

Actually, they clearly understood who made their current life possible.