Chapter 1835 Changes In Pyno

-Crang, Crang, Crang, Crang. Listening to the constant sliding, grinding and rolling of the wooden tires against the roughened but yet grounds, Adam hastily ma.s.saged his elbows with a deep look in his hazy eyes. It's been over 3 years now that he has been hearing of this grand place called Baymard. As a simple villager, he never knew his life would change so much in such a short time. It happened like magic. Adam came from the little village of Sheylia. Well, although he called it little, it has since grown 3 times in size since the emergence of Baymard was made known to them. The village that was engulfed in poverty and death, now bloomed and blossomed since the emergence of Baymard and their new Monarch, his majesty William Barn. Oh yes~... Now, Lords were given particular tax ranches that they couldn't exceed, or else it would be them who pays the ultimate price.

To make things easier, all regions belonging to different lords were grouped in various sections, and overseen by particular people approved by the Monarch. In short, each grouped area was called a Province/Prefecture/state.

Each prefecture or state had its own tax rates everyone was then subjected to. Now, the rules were all clear in black and white. So no more tyranny, no more collecting excessive taxes and seizing their goods and belongings at every turn. Before, they used to have nearly nothing to eat, since every time they harvested their crops and goods, the lord's people would storm in seconds after the Harvey's and take away almost everything, claiming it was to feed the army and so on. On top of that, bandits would also rob them left, right and center. F***! There was never any justice for little guys like them. Some smart people in the village found a way to get around these dilemmas, but even then, their savings were only better than the average villager, and couldn't amount to what those in towns or cities had stored up. .

All in all, their lives were always drowning in poverty, with disease, death, fights, and plagues ravis.h.i.+ng the lands like crazy. For peasants like themselves, they all knew their fates were sealed. Unless they manage to join a n.o.ble's faction or find a way to train and become a soldier or guard, they will most definitely live and die the same way they used to do. Another path they could take was the scholarly path, hoping to join the national scholarly exams and become one of the scribes and scholars his majesty will most definitely use, a.s.signing them to different government departments for work. However, one can't just take the scholarly examinations just like that, even if they have somehow read and understood the works. First, you must pay homage to a teacher, joining a school and improving your calligraphy, poise, and knowledge. Just paying tuition for a whole year was so expensive for people like them, not to mention the price of busing paper and other writing materials. Years ago, who could think of sending their children to school, talk less of sponsoring them for several more years? Heh. Such a thing was impossible, and many never dreamt of doing so. They didn't even have enough food to eat, so how could they think of turning their children into scholars? Adam, just like many others, had already admitted to his fate and that of his children. But who would have known that fate had another plan in store for them? Hooray! The tyrant was dead, and a new dawn flashed through Arcadina. Then, came the sweetness of it all. At first, many resisted the change, especially the n.o.bles. But you see, their new Monarch was so smart. Before the n.o.bles could raise their arms to retaliate, their beloved monarch had already counterattacked by sending his loyal forces to each corner of Arcadina to instill these changes, alongside the help of the Baymardians. .

Adam ma.s.saged his elbows once more, feeling his heartbeat accelerating with every second that pa.s.sed him by. After saving money for so long, he was finally ready to see what this Baymard looked like. Was it just as others said? Where it's people kinder and more welcoming than the rest of the world?

(?~?)

Was it as its nickname suggested? Was it truly an empire of friends.h.i.+p and abundant peace?

Adam was now seated on a Public Wagon Bus, one of the many official Transport Buses Arcadina had running around within towns, cities, and villages. Some only move within settlement areas, and others move between settlements. Within the wooden wagon buses, were battery powered light trips tapped around the upper interior walls. Looking at his watch, Adam knew it was only a matter of time before they reach Baymard's Eastern entry point. And sure enough, in no time Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! The doors were banged, and then opened. "All rise, all rise. We have arrived at Baymard's borders!"