Chapter 362- Lost
If Arthur was told that he was not the very first person to think about the oppressed non-human races, he would think it was some sort of joke. He had seen with his own eyes how deeply rooted this idea was in the minds of the people.
It was a systematic indoctrination of the highest levels and the fact there are people who defied it was quite surprising. From what he knew across history, it was a once-in-a-lifetime case where an individual would be able to escape the brainwashing and try to fight it back.
Yet, in an instance of ironic fate, Arthur had met someone who had tried the same thing he wanted to do. The boy almost wanted to laugh at how comical it sounded.
"Man…" He arched his neck back, staring at the dark sky with a wry smile. "Hahaha, this is really funny, isn't it?"
"Funny?"
