Chapter 45: Even garbage has purpose
Maron’s eyes were full of poisonous hatred as no one had ever dared to challenge him like this before. People typically didn’t talk back to him, much less strike him, and the fact that it was done in front of hundreds only intensified his rage, prompting him to order Lieutenant Mitchel to shoot Vlad.
In his mind, there was no doubt the soldier would comply out of fear of his father’s name, but Maron saw that the Lieutenant did not move, only staring at him with a puzzled expression. It took a moment, but eventually, Maron realized the man was judging him.
Lieutenant Mitchel looked at Maron as if something was fundamentally wrong with him. While Mitchel had allowed some leeway to Maron out of respect and habit for the old world’s significant political figures, there was no way he would shoot someone just because Maron demanded it, especially not someone like Vlad, who had the power to kill a dinosaur-sized Hippopotamus and could easily overpower him and all the soldiers.
"Ahhh."
In the end, Lieutenant Mitchel only shook his head and sighed at Maron’s childish and stupid behavior, turning his attention back to the soldiers and civilians.
"Everybody, make ten rows. We will be passing out pieces of raw meat and blood. This meat is a special food obtained by Sir Vlad’s efforts, and it will help you regain some of your strength and return your bodies to their normal state."
Lieutenant Mitchel understood that Vlad’s display was not just out of the goodness of his heart but also to leave a good impression in the minds of all those civilians.
Usually, Lieutenant Mitchel might hesitate whether or not to help Vlad with the scheme, but the young man had proved extreme bravery by leading the demons away. Not to mention, Vlad could have easily kept the monster’s meat for himself but chose to share it, helping the people of Good Side Town to recover and making his job easier, so he was willing to play along.
Vlad did not turn around, but Lieutenant Mitchel’s words brought a small smile to his face. He was pleased that the young Lieutenant was so wise and adaptable, similar to General Anglius. The next second, he felt a small weight on his shoulder and saw Jormungandr appearing on it.