Yami timidly poked his head out and looked at the queue ahead.
He had been waiting here for quite a while. The people ahead seemed fewer, yet somehow not; Faithguard Army soldiers carrying guns would often yank out line-cutters and drag them to the back, but the queue still seemed endless.
Why did it feel like everyone in Blood Port had come out?
But thinking about it, those Castel people had no idea what madness had seized them—they had opened a literacy class, and the key was that they gave everyone who attended free meals. Good heavens, they could learn to read and eat too?
Yami had no idea what use literacy was, nor was he interested in learning. He had only planned to go through the motions, but that meal was another matter entirely—free food!
Blood Port was now nothing but ruins. Staying alive was already difficult enough. Upon hearing there was free food, nearly everyone who could still move had rushed over.
Who knew which noble lord had suddenly taken a whim to do this? Maybe it would be gone in a couple of days.
Yami's head had begun to spin from waiting in line. Just as he was starting to doze off, he suddenly heard a woman's voice from ahead:
"Name?"
Yami raised his head in confusion, only then realizing that the people in front of him had somehow all disappeared. Before him stood a long table with a corner missing, and a brown-haired girl was tapping the tabletop impatiently with her pen.
"Name?"
"Yami!" He jolted, waking up considerably. "Ma'am, is it really—"
"The literacy class runs from eight in the morning to four in the afternoon. Two meals are provided. There's no age limit. How many people are you registering?"
How many people? Yami scratched