The days passed, and Lazaro, after some diligence now was in front of a mansion accompanied by an office lady.

"And well, mister Salazar, this is the third mansion."

She was a real estate staff, and today was guiding Lazaron to the different mansions that owned the company.

And in other circumstances, he would have found a small but beautiful house or an apartment in a good zone.

But on this occasion, he was finding a big place for his future dojo and house.

He didn't have exquisite criteria for his house or had some knowledge to evaluate a house, for this for him, the last two mansions for him were excellent mansions to live in.

But he wanted to take advantage of this moment to have a good tour around the city and after to decide.

But something in this tour changed his itinerary.

Shortly after noon, in this third mansion, Lazaro was to take a breath in the mansion's backyard while appreciating the beautiful city view that this mansion, which was side a mountain, could show him.

Was at this moment that Lazaro took notice that just on the next mountain to him, were the slums, a lot of houses of bad quality where walls made of red bricks and tin roofs were the fashion almost mandatory between the houses.

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See these slums were to made Lazaro think about poverty and the insecurity of his city, and, in the middle of this, it made him remember the first time when executed some bandits and many other criminals later, without giving them the opportunity to reflect and change.

And also remember how he once tries to donate directly to the poor, but with only bad results.

[Is that the only form that I can help them is killing more people?]

He, at that time once thought that.

"Not."

But now, that had changed, with time on his hands and without a demon army on top of him, at this moment he decided to try one more time to help the people, be another type of hero, a savior not a killer.

Then, with this decision, his plan almost immediately changed its course, and the first step was said to real estate staff.

"I was changed of plans, I want to buy big land on the slums."

The staff lady was shocked about this declaration.

"I'm so sorry Mister Lazaro, but our company doesn't have any land in that zone, if you want, we can search for a good house near the metropolitan area."

But after taking a breath, she tried to suggest to him other available options.

"Umm, nop, I already decided, so, if your company doesn't have lands in that zone, simply we can go explore ourselves."

"Mister Lazaro, I can understand your intentions, but we don't offer that service."

"Ok, I see, well, then, this had been a good day, thank you for your service."

"Mister Lazaro, please, you must understand that the company has rules..."

"Don't worry, Miss Rosales, I'm not altered or angry, I just only took a decision and wanted to find an easy way to do it."

And with these words, Lazaro said goodbye to this lady and come out of the mansion.

Once outside, Lazaro started to walk in search of a bus to take a course to the slums, without knowing that this lady was going to be fired that same day.