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Rise of the Northern Warlord: Starting with Daily Intelligence - Chapter 8: Hungry Fangs in the Night
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... he faint aroma of wheat porridge permeating the air.
The slaves lined up in a long queue, holding rough wooden bowls, waiting for the porridge to be distributed.
Their eyes were full of gratitude. In past days, they had struggled with hunger every day.
Even a bit of leftover food had to be fought over. Now, having hot porridge to drink was already a great blessing.
Lord Vaerik's kindness is beyond repayment!
Standing behind the stove, George scooped porrid ...
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