Chapter 73
Place of Beginnings
“Long time no see…”
I muttered, staring at the small town I could see from the road.
After moving from place to place, I returned to Baron Horace’s territory, where that orphanage was located, for the first time in two and a half years.
It was not that I thought of this place as my home. In fact, I thought it was this territory, but as a young child, I didn’t even remember the town where I used to live with my family.
It was not a land of good memories.
But I came back here because I wanted to fulfill one of my promises.
As I passed through the small town where the orphanage was located, no one remembered me.
I had hardly ever been outside the orphanage, so I didn’t know anyone, but I still came to this town, somehow that was all I could say.
I heard from a stall selling baked flour (filling but not tasty) that a Cruzian priest took care of the orphanage after the old woman disappeared, and the orphanage had been doing much better since then.
However, that priest retired about half a month ago, and the townspeople were taking turns taking care of the orphans until the next caretaker was sent by the lord.
…How could the people who have turned a blind eye to the abuse of the orphans be expected to take care of them?