Taking the Mafia to the Magic World - Chapter 1082

1082 Aristocratic Prosperity Vicente and his group arrived at Humfail Reef. As expected after the conversations with Lyra, the island was a stronger place than Amae and Light Cay, but also much more organized and peaceful.

The local sovereign ruled the region with an iron fist, forcing its entire population to live under its rules. The result was little violent competition and the social flourishing of this civilization.

As soon as they entered the first town on their way, the group saw how organized and developed the local population was, noticing a very well-developed and organized trade and service industry.

Vicente, in particular, felt as if he had come back to earth when he entered this place, seeing a civilization that was more orderly and less brutal than anything he had seen since his birth in Polaris Realm. Obviously there was a magical component to this place that made it different from Earth. But rules had more value there than just power. As long as one wasn't among the 0.001% of the strongest people on the island, the rules applied to everyone with blind justice, something that, as far as Vicente could see, was even fairer than what happened on Earth.

Not that Earth was the home of honesty and equality. Vicente knew that his first world was problematic. But unlike the world of cultivation, where people could concentrate great power in their hands, on Earth people needed systems of government to live by, which could function, even with their flaws, most of the time.

Money could influence the Earth, but not like magic influenced the Polaris Realm.

An ordinary Earth human could wreak havoc if they wanted to. But there were far more preventative mechanisms to stop someone with ill intent on Earth than in the magical worlds Vicente had the chance to experience.

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Inside a grand palace, opulent and full of uniformed people, very clean and beautiful, Vicente and his group had their number called in one of the rooms of a large corridor where they were told to wait.

The four of them went forward to the room that called them, each wondering if being authoritarian was really a problem.

This was the richest and most prosperous, most beautiful and well-organized place they had ever seen in their lives. Unlike the many places they had been to, however, this place had a group of no more than five men who decided everything important about the island.

'Maybe I'll create my own aristocratic domain in the future. Vicente smiled, having never thought about it until recently. 'This island could certainly have big problems in the future, because of its model. But as long as there is an all-powerful figure in power, they can endure in style.

"Vicente Fuller," a voice broke Vicente's train of thought. "Are you here to get a hunting permit? Where exactly do you want to go?"

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