Chapter 216: D-Rank Adventurer Party
I looked up at the smoke.
“A certain wise man once said……happy people mostly look the same while unfortunate people all have their own respective differences.”
“What does that mean?”
I shook my head.
“No, that line simply came to my head even though I have never thought about it since the first time I read it a few years ago. A person’s memory is a rather mysterious thing.”
When was it? Did I hear it during one of my 1st-year college classes? It was only a few years ago, but it felt like a distant memory now…….
It was definitely the first line in Tolstoy’s novel <Anna Karenina>. I didn’t think much about it at the time and simply skimmed over it, but I was now remembering a line that was nothing more than black letters on a white page.
It was probably because I was only surrounded by broken people.
The half-breed between a demon and a human, Lapis. Laura who was sold as a slave by her family. Jeremi who was forced to live a life as an assassin since a young age……. And now Parsi who was forced to become the village chief after his father’s death. These were the states in which all the people who could be called my vassals were in.