There was a village of two hundred people, and the most popular men among them were the richest and the drunkard. Two men who never seemed to care much about the other, and yet, one envied the other's freedom, while the other craved the other's wealth.
It was nothing but an ordinary morning when the drunkard woke from his hard and rough mat and brushed his shoulders in exhaustion from the sheer pain and bruises the mat left on his skin.
However, before the drunkard could leave his hat, his wife, the very woman he believed had ruined his life, came to him with a message.
"The richest man has the quest for you, husband." She said happily. "And if you succeed, there will be a huge prize for you."
The drunkard's eyes lit up for a moment, he snatched the letter and read it. It was true. Perhaps, he could finally get the richest man's worth.
