Admiral Eugene had finally had enough and turned his gaze towards the apartment building next to the beech tree.
Compared to the beech tree, the condition of the apartment building was a bit better, but it was also in a state unfit for inhabitation. The broken windows offered no protection against the wind and the rain, and while it might be bearable in summer, anyone living there in winter would probably freeze to death.
Admiral Eugene suddenly felt a bit surprised and looked down to ask Kaja, "How did you get through the winter?"
"The neighbors took turns sheltering me. The Prosens knew Grandpa Panyele had a little devil helping him run errands, so nobody dared let me stay for long," Kaja replied truthfully.
Admiral Eugene patted Kaja's head again, "Don't worry, the Church has come up with the Army Group's support troops. With my letter, you can eat at the Church cafeteria, and they'll give you new clothes as well."