It seemed that the one looking at him just now was not this Sister, but Saint Sis himself.
Clearing her throat, Carian continued.
"From tomorrow onwards, I need you to do one more thing for me. I need your soldiers to register all the hungry people coming to receive food during the distribution. Record their names and the villages they originally belong to... even if it's just a nickname or a childhood name."
"Then, we will issue them a number, ensuring their names correspond to this number. In the future, when they receive food, they will do so at a designated soup kitchen according to their number."
"I bet there will definitely be people applying for two or three, just to get two more meals," a man carrying a great sword said in a low voice.
Carian looked at him and replied.
