Chapter 44: Old world’s garbage
Lieutenant Mitchel’s eyes practically glowed when he heard those words. He turned to the buckets full of Monster’s blood and meat as if they were the most precious treasures in the world.
The truth was that he was already having trouble handling the medical necessities of all these people. While he and the soldiers could make the way back to the fortress in less than a day, it would easily take over a week to bring so many weak and sick people. However, it would be a game-changer if that food could help them regain their strength and vitality.
Of course, meat that gives you vitality and energy sounded like magic, but this was a world where magic did exist. Lieutenant Mitchel knew that the young man before him had a sea of knowledge and had already proved his abilities, so he did not doubt his words.
"Great. With your permission, we will begin distributing the meat and blood among the civilians."
"Of course, go ahead. After all, I cannot possibly consume all the meat by myself. Take as many buckets as you want. There is more than enough for all of us."
Vlad smiled as he nodded to the Lieutenant, but suddenly, a sharp light appeared in his eyes, and he saw one of the civilians nearing them. Unlike the others, this one seemed well-fed and wore expensive clothes, at least by the pre-apocalyptic standards.
"Lieutenant, are you not going to introduce me to this soldier?"
The man was in his mid-twenties, with short golden hair and blue eyes. His tall body and muscular frame would have definitely caught the attention of many women, but his smile was somewhat twisted, giving off a bad feeling.
Lieutenant Mitchel’s smile froze as he heard those words. He quietly sighed, adopting a sharp military stance.