Bunga Nation. Built on the basis of the fierce battles, bitter conflicts and wars of its past, this nation is now among the safest countries in its corner of the world.
Unfortunately, food production, trade and income are among the current greatest vulnerabilities.
Bunga is a royal nation. However, the current biggest threat to the nation is the emergence of gangs, but the current leadership is ready to sacrifice a lot to solve this problem.
The Bunga people didn't seem pleased.
Some of them may live fulfilling lives, but the class difference and the meaning of the lower classes in the fight
For a living is a problem, but it is a kingdom of prolific scientific and cultural production, spread by scientists, doctors, philosophers and historians, who were opposed to religious rule and priests, which led to major conflicts between them, but the center of the authoritarian political temple that follows the knights and the army has led to their tyranny, and the silencing of all the intelligentsia, the lack of interest of the kingdom in famine among the lower class has led to the spread of economic problems, Including class imbalance
He walked through the narrow alleys, some of her houses were made of fragile stone and wood in the middle of his smash, and a cold autumn wind that left a whistling echo behind your back.
Soft hair pulls back to reveal a cheerful and friendly face, expressive hazel eyes, well fixed inside their sockets, watching attentively and compassionately the hungry and beggar alley children.Smooth skin complements his nose and mouth and leaves a bittersweet memory of his fate.This is the face of Donald Ethan, the true utopian among humans.He makes his way quickly and lightly towards the provincial market. Headquartered in the west of the kingdom's capital, he went out in the midst of a large crowd among people to one of the shops, he was prominent among other bodies despite his light structure.
"Lanterns, lanterns and decorations, flying fire lights on the occasion of the first day of the third month, do not miss the opportunity"
A large number gathered on the seller, Donald continued his walk, ignoring all the vendors and tables, including the tables selling cloth, and when he walked next to a vegetable seller, he noticed the seller's grumbling because of the naughty children.
"Come back here, bring me tomatoes, naughty thieves.
He turned right, his steps stopped, he watched attentively from afar, his gap had a smile that he tried to suppress, and he continued his walk
He closed his body and head then half his face with his black scarf and when he reached his approach to the man he spoke
"Hello"
"Hello customers and welcome"
His face froze for a moment, claiming to observe the gold and silver jewelry that was behind the bottle,
"Sir, please tell me how much that ring is there and what is it made of."
He spoke, pointing his finger.
"Which one do you mean, this?"
He asked the seller rough structure and voice
"Yes"
Take it out and put it on a silk fabric, to speak
"This is an iron ring in white gold and its jewel is original, imported from the original embers-colored sapphire."
Then he put on black gloves and gently took them with his fingers, and placed them on top of the brass.
"Two hundred and sixty five dinars"
Think carefully about Donald before he says a word then he asks
"Don't you think, sir, that the price of white gold has risen these days.
He answered immediately, leaving a heavy sigh.
"True, unfortunately the mine is not local, it is imported, this is self-evident."
Donald turned to his sides, he looked like he was looking for someone, and then he clenched his teeth.
I want this ring, I'll buy it for my wife for the shortest day of the year.
"Love and dignity"
In the chaotic road atmosphere of goods and customers, the sun hid behind the clouds, and the air cooled in that white-stone gate, inscribed with fine calligraphy, 'Southport City Center'
Southport, the capital of the kingdom, was built among towering trees in a huge forest and is already an architectural city in its main places. The materials brought by these hills were of great importance, but they were also influential when it came to architectural designs as the vast majority of buildings follow the flowing circular shapes of those same hills and continue in general aesthetics. The horizon is growing with magnificent skyscrapers and seems to reach up and higher every year. Countless cultures have left their mark not only on the development of the city, but also on the identity of the city. The history of a city with few cultures has grown into a new, diverse culture and this is what unites ten million people with diverse cultures. Hundreds of bars, bakeries and restaurants offer a plethora of cooking options and those who are hungry for something else can enjoy exploring the city, the arcades, sightseeing or one of the many other entertainment venues.
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He took that bag full of money as he tried to celebrate his lucky day, but his heart stopped in place when he noticed something strange and incomprehensible, he opened the bag at lightning speed, and then he screamed to the point that his nerve veins became protruding.
"You won't get away with it, you bastard, tramp."
Which led to everyone turning towards him, women and children, vendors and customers, it was a robbery at the hands of an experienced person
He would stand and then run with all his might, turn right and then north and then what a mess, here he is going to the bread seller, and all the bread is scattered on the way, from this crazy thief, he speeds up his footsteps, and then he turns from time to time, and when he noticed the feet of a group of men behind him, who are they? They are the knights, he said to himself while repeating his insults, he entered one of the stores, amid falling into one of its carpets, everyone in the bar noticed him, and while he was going to go to the stairs to land in the warehouse, the owner of the café stopped him
"Slow down, young man, where do you think you're going?"
Donald blinked at him, he was thinking of an answer, but he ignored him, when he noticed the sounds of feet rushing from the outside, nervously, continuing his way without saying anything,
"Wait, crazy, get back here"
He shouted at her, only to panic the customers sitting in the café after seeing the knights, the men who cover their faces with metal masks, and whom none of the citizens dares to talk to
"What's going on"
He asked one of the customers
Fortunately for him, he found a door to get out of the café with his survival, whether it was out of luck or was it out of advance planning?
"He's a thief."
One of the knights answered before he followed the others
Then a large group of card players, cigarette antagonists, a group of eccentrics, filled the corners of all the cafes.
" I like thieves, murderers and gangsters, because I know that no one has the audacity to them"
One of them spoke while he was integrated with the event
"Oh, well, he's going to end up with that idiot in jail, but I agree with what you're saying, they add a special flavor to the city, I don't like boredom.
And while he turned in one of the narrow alleys, in order to regain his breath, so as not to die of exhaustion, he had a strong cough, so he intended to hide in one of the bunkers, or surrender himself to the knights, and then quickly regained all his will and determination before they came, his mood could not bear the entry of other months into prison, and then continued his steps, so he opened the tunnel that is based underground, And he entered it about a minute before they entered
When the tunnel was closed, his sighs were strong in the darkness, and when he went out into a hallway, pierced by candlelight emanating from one of the rooms, he took a cloth out of his pocket, wiped the sweats of his forehead and neck, put his clothes in order, while listening to their laughter and their almost endless quarrel.
He took the ring out of one of the pockets that had difficulty opening, it was wrapped in crimson silk fabric, and then put it back in his pocket as if preparing himself for one of the theatrical performances.
"Bath"
He uttered it to silence everyone in the hall, one of the scary people picked him up, it seems as if he had not shaved his hair for a while
"Useless, what did you bring?"
Donald gave him half a glance then smiled a sly side smile
"What do you mean useless sir?"
He threw the cloth over the table, and everyone in the hall turned to it, in a round table with a candle in the middle, killed by curiosity to know what that mysterious thing was.
One of them untied the knot to find that it was a ring with a red jewel, he looked at Donald with an indignant look, then turned his attention to the ring he had turned between his fingertips
Donald lifted his shoulder indifferently, someone took a lens out of a drawer in the room desk, then entered the middle of them.
"Expand, please Dr. Awni check"
Then he checked his right eye well and after two minutes of a good examination.
"Come on, talk, I can't wait."
The owner of the lens threw them all with his looks to answer them
"It's an original ruby."
Then everyone screamed in a brutal and cruel way.
"Well done, Leonard."
"You're really a devil, I didn't expect you would."
Then he said the thick-haired one who had already attacked him with his words
"Well done, I knew you were going to do it."
Then he laughed roughly from his heart
But Donald fell to the ground because of his tiredness and exhaustion and fighting all day, exhausted by the behavior of two of those men, two people fighting over which of them will take the largest part of the money,
After about two hours, and for the purpose of going in a safe and non-suspicious way, he sighed and stood ignoring everyone's talk.
"Tomorrow I'll come here to take my share of the money, sell it on the black market for a low price."
He put on his dirty scarf again, and came back from whence at the beginning of the day, the sky was decorated with stars, then the beggar children hid in their beds, he passed his gaze on the western bend of the city, people started sending oil lamps to the sky on the occasion of the shortest day of the year, each one of them hoping to start a new beginning, or wishing a new beginning for the people they love,
He opened the iron door of his house, the apartment was small, consisting of two rooms and a kitchen hallway, but this does not prevent its clean and tidy style,
"I apologize for being late"
He uttered it and then took a peek at the kitchen table that wasted all his attention, pots and crockery, spoons waiting for a hot meal of embers.
"Mom?"
He asked and then saw her sitting on the carpet on the floor table, hand preparing a flying oil lamp.
He smiled at her and then exchanged a gentle smile that showed the wrinkles on her pure face and finally uttered it
"I was just thinking about it, how was your day? I've waited for you so long."
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