Patril heard a knock at the door and stood up with a frail body, feeling a bit surprised when he saw the figure before him after opening the door.
"Recker, are you okay?"
Recker grinned, his tall figure stepping into the room, making it seem dimmer.
"Uncle Pat, I'm fine. Kachar City Lord hired me to help cook food and distribute it for free to the town residents.
There's already wheat porridge and bread cooked in the square. You can take Little Pat with you to get some later."
"Oh, and make sure to bring your identification. Each person can only get food once, and without ID, you can't get it. Remember that."
Patril looked at Recker, full of astonishment.
"You were hired by a vampire?"
Oli, who followed Recker, rebutted unhappily.
"Uncle Pat, they aren't vampires. They're the Holy Light Bloodline.
Kachar City Lord made Recker manage the logistics department, which means helping cook food, and every month, he even gets 10 silver puke."
