"You ate it?!"
The man of the family stepped back in fright from Sylvester's sudden reaction. He tried to clarify himself. "T-That… We had nothing else to eat back then, respected clergyman. Forgive us…"
Sylvester quickly calmed down and took a few steps back. "Don't be afraid, my brother in faith. I am not here to steal your food or such. I come in peace, looking for a cure to the plague by the orders of Saint Medico of the Holy Land. A few unique cows may have a naturally occurring substance that may cure the plague. Isn't that the case with your family? None of you has fallen to the plague yet."
The man and his family looked at each other's faces in confusion and some hope. They hoped Sylvester was right, which would mean they need not worry about the plague anymore.
"Clergymen, if you are fine, I have more cows in my barn. I am Benjamin, once the biggest dairy farmer in this region… before the invasion. You may look at them if you wish to."
