***

We have done the food in almost half of the clock. I let Fiona cook, while I was cutting onions, carrots and any other vegetables, poured some potion to make the disgusting food actually taste better, fill the wooden cups with liquid and wine. When I filled the cups, I leave the kitchen walk with them at the table, and put it there, for the members of the family, and the carriage driver (he also sits at the table) to drink it.

I came back into the kitchen, and before I was about to say something, I see Fiona coming with the plate with all of the food towards me. I quickly get to open the door, and let her leave the kitchen. After she left the kitchen, I remain there, and I start cleaning the dishes.

After a few moments, Fiona comes back, but she comes with a bruise mark on her left face. This made feel a bit nervous because she got hit by the Big Father Thornosian. None other than him has the authority on this family. I asked her about the bruise, but she told me it was nothing, and did not talked further. We both start cleaning the kitchen and wait for our bosses to leave the dinning room.

When they left the dinning room, which was after half a clock, Fiona and I start to take all of the dishes from there, including wooden cups, flowers and anything that can resemble a dish, we also took a cloth, we poured water on him and cleaned up all of the liquid from the soup we have served for the guests and the Thornosian family members. These deeds were done in a few moments, and after that, we are heading to our room.

But before we were about to go at the small room, Thornosian Father stopped us from walking, right when we were at hallway. He looks at us with a look which can tells troubles will walk at us. We look at him, wondering what he wants from us.

"You." he says to Fiona. "We have a discussion to make." he said the last line with an ugly smirk on his face.

"Y-Yes, master." says Fiona felling already a bit irritated.

I look at her behind, and saw her holding at both of her hands a what it can be described as a nail, but not any ordinary nail, a nail that have a greenish substance known as poison, that is mostly used to be poured in arrows to kill the mages and the wizards whom are not able to cast any health regeneration spell type on someone or have a spell cast on themselves (casting a heal spell on himself doesn't work in this case). I swallowed the air, and after she took a glance at them to be, I tilted my head down in agreement to her decision.

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"Very well..." says Fiona.

She is heading to the big room where Big Father Thornosian is going to have a talk with her. I hope this would be a talk. After she left me, I decide to go into the room of us. As soon as I got there, I grab a bag of wheat and put it on the bed with dirty covers and blankets. I cover the bag with wheat in blankets and after that I leave the room, heading outside to the basement where the "meat" is stored.

***

I get in front of the room where the storage of human meat. Before I was about to enter I take the candle from the table near the door. A small white candle that helps the slaves and the owner of this big house to see the surroundings of the disgusting room. I quietly opened the door, and after it opened enough for me to enter it. I quietly close it back, and I walk slowly, gently and careful to the cage where Mircea is sitting.

As I walk, a few people from the other cages were screaming and begging to be let free. But I had to ignore them, no matter how painfully and sad they sound. My goal is just to see if that person it is truly Mircea and not a simple kid who has common traits with Mircea.

I get near the cage, and I look at it, in that cage I observe Timmy and Mircea, sitting on the corners, both frightened and cold. I look at them, then I say something that all three of us always remembers when I was in the Orphanage.

"Nuns are cooking Nunts soup." (a soup made by nuts and yellow-green ants)

"I-It cannot be..." says Mircea looking hopefully at me. "J-Judah?"

"Shh..." I said to him putting my finger on the lips. "Look. I cannot break you out. Not now."

"W-What is going on? Why are you here? Why are you working for them?" asks Mircea in a quieter tone, which was a bit harder to understand because of all the yells and begs from the other cages.

"It is a long story, Mircea. Believe it or not, we are about to fight demons."

"Demons?!" asks Mircea. "Are you dreaming or what? Demons doesn't exist!"

"That's what I thought first time when I heard the orders from the King itself."

"King?!" asks Mircea surprised. "Dude! What happened to you in the last years?!"

"Like I said. It is a long story, Mircea. I will tell you after we will break you out. but today it is not the day. And you Timmy. You alright?"

"I-I am f-fine." says Timmy feeling bad. "I just got hit pretty bad in the stomach."

"Oh, no." says Judah. "Can you come closer to the cage?"

Timmy does as he is instructed. He walks closer to me. I look at his wound, and I saw a few holes made either by pitchforks or by swords. Either way, they did not seem very serious, so I healed him by using the "Heal" passive spell. While I was doing the spell, everybody around me looked at me in hope and demanded my help.

After I finished Timmy, Mircea looked at me, not believing what I did to Timmy. He knows I can do magic, being one of the first persons from the Orphanage who knows I can do magic and spells like this.

"Judah... You have changed so much over the years." says Mircea.

"And you will not die here." I say to them, and after that, because I couldn't ignore the cries for help, I proceed to use almost all of my mana to heal all the people in this room who are injured and in the brink of collapse.