Extreme Counterattack

The late night wind blew across my face. Awakening the wanderers. They have nowhere to go and nowhere to return to. Can be abandoned and ravaged at will. Inside the window are the laughter of the nobles, and outside the window are the lamentations of the poor. No one wants to let this situation continue. But no one did it. No one dares to do it. Except, he... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.