Chapter 48: Prisoners of War

Passing through the lobby, many women who had taken shelter in Olivia's house had already awakened.

They organized themselves spontaneously; some began to help clean, while others left the house to prepare food for everyone.

No matter what hardships and sorrows they had experienced, life had to go on.

Leon followed Olivia into the old blacksmith's room and as soon as they entered, saw the robust old man trying stubbornly to get out of bed.

"Father, you should rest more now."

Olivia frowned, slightly annoyed, and stepped forward to push her father back onto the bed and properly cover him with the blanket.

"Ah, I'm not that frail, Olivia," Mr. Brian Sr. complained with a bitter smile, but, seeing his daughter's firm stance, he gave up.

He leaned back against the headboard and turned to look at Leon.