Chapter 215
The northern Empire. A frigid land where, barely ten years ago, winter starvation and death from cold were considered ordinary facts of life.
A supply unit from the Imperial regular army arrived at a village buried under the new year's blizzard.
"Additional stoves and food rations, correct?"
The unit commander, Second Lieutenant Mans, peered at the middle-aged woman before him and furrowed his brow slightly.
"Yes...... yes. That's right......"
"How did you manage to run through all the fuel already? It should have lasted the whole winter and then some."
The woman kept her head bowed and answered quietly.
"My son went out hunting and got hurt...... keeping the stove running while going back and forth to the doctor......"
"Tsk. Why push yourself to go hunting in the middle of a blizzard?"