"Young master."
"What are your orders?"
Phil and Gary, who had newly joined the knights after being rescued by Ale, hurriedly approached Ale after entering the basement and waited for their next order.
"It looks like most of them are kids. Bring them out carefully and provide necessary medical care."
'They probably thought kids would be easier to tame. I wonder what happened to their parents.. probably...'
Ale didn't want to think the worst possible outcome just yet. So he shook his head and decided to do what he could for now.
The little boy in his arm was covered in injuries and blood, some of the wounds even starting to fester. Compared to the other kids, his situation was much worse. It was pretty clear what Ale had to do first.
"Also.. prepare a place for them to temporarily take shelter and heal in. Make sure it's close to our home."
"We understand, young master."
"Please leave it to us. We'll take care of everything."
