"Line up to get off the boat, don't push!" The Greycastle man in black uniform shouted as he shuttled through the crowd, "See your number plate clearly, find the corresponding checkpoint after disembarking, and don't go in the wrong direction!"
Manfred, who has not recovered from the shock, was pushed by the crowd and boarded the long-lost deck.
The panorama of the busy port was presented before his eyes.
It was definitely the largest harbor he had ever seen, and the long pier stretched along the coast with no end in sight. Different from the wet and rotten impression of the port in the past, the ground here is covered with a layer of white masonry, which looks neat and clean from the past. Ships big and small come and go, and even the busiest seaport in the Kingdom of Dawn can't match it.
This should have been a very spectacular sight, and one or two can be seen from the amazed tone of the people around him, but for him, it was just a less important addition to his stunned and confused mind.
Almost every three steps, Manfred looked back in the direction the ship came from, hoping to see the Iron Bird again—it was almost an instinctive reaction of the body, as if seeking evidence and solace to identify himself It's not that I'm caught in a conjecture.
Unfortunately, until I set foot on the trestle, those incredible things never reappeared.
There was a faint sense of loss in his heart.
"Please take out your number plate, compare the first three numbers, and enter your respective checkpoint!" Many people on the pier shouted with a strange metal pass. The thing seemed to have the ability to amplify the sound, and its words even It was also clearly heard in the noisy crowd, "Follow the instructions of the receiver and complete the entry inspection. Welcome to the Royal Capital of Greycastle, and welcome to be one of our members!"
Manfred shook his head vigorously, forcibly throwing away the distracting thoughts in his heart and focusing his attention on his eyes.
What a strange way to greet him—he couldn’t help thinking, everyone here knows that they didn’t move to Greycastle voluntarily, and everything Greycastle did in Wolfheart also had a coercive meaning, but now listen to the other party. Saying so, still made him feel a little at ease.
The originally towering rock wall sank abruptly here, forming a natural checkpoint. The densely packed migrants lined up in a long queue, and the scores slowly passed through the checkpoint. The number of people gathered on the dock alone has exceeded 10,000, and it is obvious that the migrants are not only from the wolf heart... It is possible to mobilize so many people in a short period of time and project the ruler's will to the other three kingdoms. I am afraid it is the best portrayal of the strength of Graycastle.
Suddenly, the team stopped, and Manfred heard a commotion behind him.
Not only the outsiders, but even the men in black who maintained the order were surprised.
He turned around and found a huge sailless ship slowly entering the harbor - it has a slender body, the whole body seems to be made of metal, there are no exposed paddle wheels on both sides, towering and straight The dry string looks mighty. Such ships are bound to be the center of attention no matter where they are. But obviously, what really surprised the people of Greycastle wasn't the big ship itself, but its state...
"Are these people crazy, they actually took iron to build a ship!" Someone around said in a low voice, "Don't they know that iron will rust when it meets water?"
"Maybe the King of Greycastle just wanted to show off his wealth... But the iron boat is indeed quite majestic. Before I saw a stone boat, I didn't know that such a heavy thing could float on the water."
"What's the use of ten days and a half of majesty? I've been running a lot at sea before, and I've never seen it before. The erosion ability of salt water is much more serious than you think, and ordinary paint can't protect it for long. You see, That's the mess."
Indeed, black and brown rust spots were everywhere on the big steel hull. The surface that was supposed to be shiny was full of pits and pits, and the damage marks were very dazzling, which formed a sharp contrast with the white pier. The mast overhead was even folded into sections, littering the foredeck limply. Coupled with its slow movements when it comes to shore, it is like a sea beast that has entered its twilight years.
But was His Majesty Roland Wimbledon really just showing off
Watching the group of black-clothed guards quickly open a passage from the crowd for the sailors on the ship to pass first, Manfred vaguely felt that things might not be that simple.
The commotion quickly subsided, and the flow resumed.
When it was his turn, the inspector simply checked the name and number and let him pass the level.
It wasn't until there were more than 30 people that a man came forward, "I'm Matt, the clerk of the Neverwinter Administration Office, and I'm temporarily in charge of your resettlement work. I believe everyone must have many questions. Don't worry, I'm going to live here. On the way to the district, I will explain to you in detail. Now, please drink the purified water on the table here, it can cure the evil disease on your body - if not, it is also a sweet drink. "
"Do I have to follow you?" Someone questioned, "We are now a member of Greycastle, we should be able to go wherever we want, right?"
"Only after you have obtained your ID cards can you be considered His Majesty's real subjects." Matt shook his head, "For ordinary people, it takes one to two years of hard work, and during this period, you must not violate the laws of Graycastle. .But you are all special talents with one skill. As long as you pass the inquiring review, you can immediately become the official residents of the city. But the adults in charge of the review do not always have time, and the number of applicants is large, so you have to wait for two more. three days."
"Ask the heart? Isn't it censorship?"
"You'll know when you experience it yourself," Matt smiled. "Compared to your past, the review is more about your present and future. I also passed this review before I became a clerk in the Executive Office. Now , please come with me after drinking water-"
Nine times out of 10, this is what the coachman calls "a review that can never lie," Manfred thought to himself.
Along the way, Matt did talk about the issues that many migrants are most concerned about, such as what kind of work they can do in the future, what kind of treatment they can get, etc... At least according to the policy announced by the King of Greycastle, it has been achieved. There will be no difference in treatment between migrants and natives in official status.
The other party also took himself as an example and vividly described the mental journey from the initial anxiety to the gradual adaptation, which made everyone's emotions stabilize a lot.
Just as the group entered the temporary residential area on the outskirts, a piercing sound of sinister laughter suddenly caught everyone's attention.
Manfred looked at the prestige and saw a group of men dressed as refugees surrounded a woman and kept approaching her. Many people around noticed this scene, but no one stepped forward to stop it. Some people are still booing constantly, even showing a look of eagerness to try.
Damn, how can this happen anywhere...
He had thought that Neverwinter would be different.
Manfred frowned, "Is anyone going to notify the black-clothed guard?"
From Matt's previous introduction, it can be seen that men in black called police replaced the original patrol team. Although I don't know if they are reliable, it seems that there is no better way now.
However, no one moved. "I advise you to stay out of business, young man, we have to live here for a few days before moving to the inner city."
"Yes, if you are hated by this kind of scum, you will be the one who suffers in the end."
"You—" He hesitated before he finally looked at Matt, "I'll delay for a while, and you quickly call the person in charge of the security!"
Unexpectedly, Matt grabbed his hand and shook his head slightly.
There was a sudden sense of disappointment in Manfred's heart.
He jerked him away, saying word by word, "I thought you were different from the other kingdoms—I was wrong." Then he rolled up his sleeves and ran toward the crowd without looking back.