Runemaster in the Last Days novel Chapter 502

Chapter 502: Work

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She looked at Ruben and rolled her eyes. “You’re saying that I’m a bad Master?”

“No, no, no!” Ruben quickly shook his head. “I mean, you’re too good to teach others, Master. So it’s enough to have me as your student.”

He was sure that if he dared to say that Riya is a bad master, he would not be able to come out of the Jones Family Residence alive.

Riya snorted. “Go back and practice. Don’t say that you’re my student if you still can’t make proper rank 2 magic scrolls.”

Bang!

Ruben was kicked out and he scratched the back of his head helplessly. It seemed that he had to work overtime again to finish both his work and his study.

Hey…

It was indeed very tiring.

…

While Riya stayed in the Jones Family Residence and planned to play in her world again, Samuel was looking at his father speechlessly.

“What the hell with the people outside the office?” Samuel asked with a deadpan expression.

The temperature has become colder and most people would definitely wear thick clothes unless they have the warm talisman to let themselves stay warm. This made the attire of the people in City A Base to vary from people who looked like a ball because of many layers of clothes he wore and also someone who looked like he was going to the beach because he had a warm talisman hung on his neck.

But most people could already afford the warm and cool talisman.

The price of these talismans were only 1 contribution point to buy 2 of them. The reason why it was so cheap was because the government had a few rune masters dedicated writing warm talisman every day and brought it to various bases.

These were important for their survival.

Otherwise, everyone might freeze to death.

And when Samuel came back, he saw that there was a crowd of people, most of them wearing thick clothes, gathered in front of his father’s office. Some of them were carrying written board and some other carried banner and so on.

Just from looking at their appearance, Samuel had a guess that they should be protesting.

But…

What the hell are they protesting about to his father?

“…It’s a long story.” Mr. Jones looked very tired when he looked at the commotion outside. He honestly didn’t understand what these people wanted either.

City A Base was doing well and everyone was happy.

But it was not enough.

At least, not for some people…

“Then make it short, Father.” Samuel rolled his eyes. He wouldn’t stay in City A Base all the time because he often headed into the crack to hunt for some magic beasts and clean them up.

But he still had to help managing some things in City A Base.