Chapter One Hundred Fourteen: The Crown Prince Of The Kingdom

The next day.

This is the first day of their manual labor to build the school for the children.

Laureen, who is holding a shovel, trying to put heavy kilos of sand on the container in front of her. She decided to stop for a few minutes, while wiping her sweat. The sun is scorching hot, and the temperature continues to rise which is making her sweat so much. She also feels a little dizzy, but she just tries to brush it off.

Laureen took a deep breath, feeling her chest heavy with exhaustion. She lowered the shovel, using her free hand to wipe away the sweat that was dripping from her forehead.

"Oh boy this is tough," she muttered to herself, trying not to let her frustration show. The sun was beating down on her, making her feel even more tired. She squinted her eyes, looking at the container of sand in front of her.

"Just a little more," she said to herself, mustering up what little energy she had left.

Laureen decided to look at