As half of the city’s streets were still made up of dirt roads, Milo could just imagine how muddy the streets would get on rainy days.
There was no sewage system in this city either. While Milo sat on his horse, he even saw some residents transporting human waste out of the city. He could even smell that foul stench from a distance away.
Although the residents had neatly combed hair, the texture was extremely greasy. At a glance, Milo roughly understood that even though Melgor had used his first year of tax revenue to build 180 wells, there was still a severe water shortage in the city. Milo and Little Donti were in a similar situation while living in town.
The residents knelt on one knee on both sides of the street to welcome the return of Lord Melgor. To them, sorcerers were gods and also the most sacred people in the kingdom.
It could be seen that their clothes were very different from the people in the Central Plains. The women were mostly dressed in layered skirts with lace collars and sleeves and wore tight corsets around their torso. On the other hand, the men were dressed more plainly, with most of them wearing a short vest over a tattered shirt.
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