Chapter 8 Lord Simulator (1)

So in the coldest winter, in the former territory of the Countess of Campbella, in the County of Delansta, which now belongs to the Countess of Jiangyou, a bunch of new buildings sprang up like mushrooms after rain, quietly entering people's lives before people realized the change.

Orosei is the largest city in Deransta County, 1.5 times the size of Eston West. It lies adjacent to the largest mountain range northeast of the Principality of Huntington. It sits in the southwestern corner of this range, only tens of kilometers from the foot of the highest peak.

The icy wind blew from the west, hitting the peaks and turning into even colder snowflakes that drifted down over the city of Orosei.

"No, please don't kick us out on a snowy day like this!" A woman's voice broke the silence of the snowy night. "Please give me a few more days, and I will make up the rent."

"You've been saying this for three months." The landlord ruthlessly threw Joanna's luggage out. "Get out of here with your child! This house has been rented out."

The door slammed shut in front of Joana, and a cold wind blew. She hurriedly grabbed the tattered blanket that the landlord had thrown on the ground rudely and wrapped herself and the baby in her arms tightly.

She didn't have much luggage, only two small bags... Now it seems that this might be a good thing, after all, she still had to hold the child, and she couldn't carry any more luggage.

"But... where can we go?" she said in despair, looking at the flying snow all over the sky, her heart filled with desolation.

It was late, and the dark streets were deserted. Due to the cold snowy night, all the houses were closed. She held the child in one hand, a bundle on her back, and another in the other, and walked towards the city center with difficulty.

She remembered there was a hotel there. Although she had very little money left, there were not many tourists in winter, and she might be able to persuade the owner to give her a room, even if it meant sleeping on the cold floor of the kitchen or woodshed, even if it required some other price in exchange...

Suddenly, she sniffed, stopped, and looked at a brightly lit house next to her. The house smelled of delicious food, and there was a sign at the door:

Our agency provides the following services

Women and Children's Shelter (open 24 hours):

Receive all women and minors in need and provide food, shelter, hot water, medical services and jobs.

Please ring the bell if necessary.

Nursery (6:00 AM - 8:00 PM):

It can provide parents with childcare services, meals, education and medical services.

"What is this..." Joanna was confused. She couldn't remember when such a house appeared here, but her hand had already pressed the bell honestly.

Soon, a furry wolf-orc woman wrapped in a thick cotton-padded jacket and wearing a round, warm-looking nightcap answered the door. When she saw Joanna's lips, which were frozen purple, she quickly asked her to come in: "Oh, come in quickly, don't freeze!"

Joana shivered as she went inside. Aunt Wolf went out to scoop up a basin of snow and then quickly closed the door. Once the door was closed, the cold wind was immediately blocked out. There was a large fireplace in the house, with a blazing fire inside, emitting warmth.

Aunt Wolf hung her cotton-padded jacket by the door. She was only wearing a thick nightgown and looked very casual. "Hello, hello. Rub your hands and feet with the snow first. Warm them up before you go to the fire, otherwise you will freeze."

Joana first untied the swaddling clothes on her chest and checked her child. Seeing that he was still sleeping soundly with his hands, feet and face rosy, she slowly exhaled and rubbed her hands and feet that were frozen blue with snow.

"I'm Melon Ho Talia. You can call me Talia or Aunt Wolf," Aunt Wolf said. "This is the sanctuary run by our lord, the Lich Countess. No matter what difficulties you encounter, we will help you solve them. You can rest assured to stay here."

"Warm yourself by the fire first. I'll get you something to eat and then take you and the child to see a doctor. Winter is a time of illness, and you've been freezing in the snow wearing so little. Be careful not to catch a cold. Then I'll arrange an empty room for you. No matter how big the problem is, you and the child can get a good night's sleep first."

Joana was almost frightened by Aunt Wolf's particularly clear and enthusiastic series of arrangements. She stammered, "I, I don't have much money..."

"Oh, that's not a problem. We're a non-profit organization and don't charge any fees." Aunt Wolf waved her hand and said lovingly, "What do you want to eat? Bread or rice? We only have fast food at this time, but the chef should still have corn cream soup."

"Thick soup and bread are great," Joana answered, swallowing involuntarily. She hadn't eaten all day, and the sweet aroma of cream wafting from the depths of the room made her saliva flow wildly, and her stomach rumbled.

Aunt Wolf led her to the soft chair by the fireplace, then slid neatly into the back of the house and emerged a moment later with a large tray. On the tray was a deep, round, pot-bellied soup bowl filled with corn chowder so thick and creamy that Joana could even see chunks of ham the size of her thumb floating in the soup!

In the small plate next to the soup bowl were two pieces of crispy white toast, which looked very expensive.

She almost trembled: "Such expensive food, give it to me?"

"Yes, this is yours." Aunt Wolf took out a bottle filled with warm goat's milk. "This is for your child. The temperature is just right. Do you want to feed the child first or eat first? I can also help you feed the child. I have nursed at least 80 children, if not a hundred. I am an expert at this!"

"Let me feed him first." Joanna took the bottle shakily, dripping a drop on her wrist to test the temperature before quickly licking it off. The goat's milk was fragrant and the temperature was just right.

Her child went hungry nine times out of three days with her and grew much smaller than his peers. As soon as the bottle was brought to his mouth, the baby greedily bit the nipple and began to suck, drinking quickly, vigorously and vigorously.

Half a bottle of goat's milk was soon empty. Joanna picked up the child and burped the milk out loud. Only then did she feel relieved. She let Aunt Wolf put the child in the cradle next to her, and she wolfed down her only late meal of the day.