Loots
The young Barry had just woken up from his sleep. When he relaxedly walked out of the hut with a slightly sleepy smile, a shout immediately greeted his ears and instantly swept his drowsiness away.
"Barry, what are you doing? Come here!" Viktor called while beckoning for the boy to come over.
"Ah? Y-Yes!" Barry was still not fully awake yet, so he was a little surprised by the sudden call. Even so, he did not delay and quickly ran toward his master. He almost stumbled on his feet due to how groggy he was.
As soon as he arrived in front of Viktor, the latter scolded him a little before he told the boy to help grab all the loot. Barry nodded and shook off the last bit of his drowsiness with a light smack on the cheek before quickly darting away to do as he was asked.
Viktor really did not understand, how could this kid act as if nothing happened like that!?
Seeing the boy starting to do the job, he quickly shifted his gaze at the loot scattered on the ground.