New World, New Life: I Became A Bigshot In The Ancient World

After Aristia’s classes that day, she headed out with Owen.

The carriage rode through the streets of the capital at a steady pace and after some time, it stopped at a particular familiar street.

Aristia and Owen alighted the carriage, coming to stand in front of a gate leading to a large compound. There hadn’t been a gate three months ago.

They looked through a thin gap in the newly built gate, at the large compound.

A large building that was almost as wide as a large mansion stood in the middle of the compound beside a significantly small building. The large building was still under construction, though it was more like the finishing touches were being completed.

Its outer walls were painted brown. It had multiple windows and balconys.

The small building beside it belonged to Dahlia and Dorothy and the building itself was the one that would be known as the first orphanage in Amberale.

Workers moved back and forth in and out of the building. Aristia could even see some of the little children Dahlia and Dorothy cared for peeping curiously at the workers and the building, filled with excitement and happiness.

They had been told that a wealthy person had decided to give them a better home and would assist in providing for them.

"Let’s go in, Owen." Aristia turned to Owen, who nodded.

He pushed open the gate and waited for Aristia to enter before he followed after her.