"On the left is corn porridge, and on the right is black bread. Everyone grab one portion first, and you can line up for more after you've finished eating. No one is allowed to take any home!"
Elder Feld seemed much younger as he shouted with a strong and forceful voice.
His authority was still very much intact, and the vast majority of people obediently followed his orders.
Those who were inclined to sneak away with extra were always spotted by him at a glance, and he'd sweep at them with his stick.
Ralph looked at the newly dug trenches by the villagers and nodded in satisfaction. Glancing at the soldiers lining up for their meals, he asked with some hesitation,
"The total population of Bay Village is just over 2000. Relying solely on taxes, it's difficult to sustain a force of 100 professional soldiers..."
Matthew understood that there was more to what Butler Ralph was saying and shook his head nonchalantly. He made his position clear with a tone of conviction,