The assistance that the Pioneering Land has been looking forward to for more than a month has finally arrived.
Earlier in the day, a fast boat flew down from the upper reaches and stopped at the edge of the lumber field to the west, and then the envoys who got off the ship communicated with the soldiers stationed at the lumber field, and informed The news that the team was about to arrive, the soldiers mounted fast horses and rushed the news to the camp. After Gao Wen learned about it, he immediately stopped his work and went to the camp dock to make preparations for the reception.
This pier was built and rebuilt on the basis of the temporary pier. Although it has not yet reached the standard for long-term use, it already has a wider plank road and a stronger structure. Its west side is a sawmill. On the east side, a large open space is reserved for future expansion. There are already many people standing in the open space—everyone is curious about what the team from the capital looks like, and almost half of the entire camp has gathered here.
Gao Wen did not stop all of this, on the contrary, it was his permission: the support team from Saint-Sunil City played a big role in stabilizing the hearts of the people in the territory, and in this place that lacked all kinds of entertainment, the boring labor itself Pressure will accumulate, and something new happening on the territory is one of the most effective ways to increase the vitality of the masses.
Amber stood on the plank road at the pier, tiptoeing and looking in the direction of the upper reaches of the Baishui River, her body swayed back and forth, and she couldn't help it after waiting for a while: "Why don't you come... I feel It's almost like a spider's web."
"That spider is so fast." Gao Wen rolled his eyes at the girl, "You just arrived, and you've only been standing there for fifteen minutes, okay?"
"Hey, what do you think the people from the capital look like?"
"Don't force yourself to look like a country bumpkin, what's wrong with you if you haven't been to the king?"
"Tch, talking to you is really boring," Amber pursed her lips, but she bbped again after a few seconds, "Hey, have you heard—the person leading the team this time seems to be very unusual..."
"Veronica, the only daughter of Francis II, the 'Saint Princess' who converted to the God of Light two years ago," Gawain said blankly, "Well, it's a bit beyond my expectation, I didn't expect this It is said that Her Royal Highness, who has stayed in the Holy Light Cathedral all year round and never participated in any political activities, would actually come out and lead the team herself... Tsk, unfortunately, I don’t know her well, and I can’t speculate anything about it.”
Hu Pote disdainfully exhaled from his nostrils: "Tch, you nobles have a lot of tricks, and you have to analyze everything to find a conspiracy. I wish there was a cause and effect for someone to fart."
Hetty who was standing behind Gawain immediately frowned: "Vulgar, no progress."
Amber's eyes widened immediately, and she was about to argue with Heidi, but Gawain raised his hand suddenly: "Don't worry, people are here."
On the river bank shaded by trees, the shadow of a sail passed through the bushes and was appearing on the water of the upper reaches of the Whitewater River.
A beautiful big white boat and several small and medium-sized fast boats that looked like escorts were going down the river.
The large ship has the obvious emblem of the royal family of Ansu, and its appearance is also consistent with the situation reported by the envoy. There is no doubt that it is it.
At the same moment, the people on the "White Oak" also saw the camp that loomed by the distant river bank.
The craftsmen and apprentices have been bored in the cabin for many days, and their endurance in all aspects has already reached the limit. They have been looking forward to landing for more than a day or two. At this time, they are very excited to hear the news that the destination is approaching. , Many people rushed out from below the deck, squeezed to the side of the ship and looked into the distance, and a large neat and brand new camp appeared in everyone's sight.
The scale of the camp was far larger than they had imagined, and its order was surprising.
The people on the boat couldn't help talking in low voices—they knew what happened in Cecil Territory, and they also knew that the construction of that land had just started more than a month ago, and the people involved in the construction were only 800 refugees in total. That's all. With the speed of construction that people are familiar with in this era, with such a small amount of manpower in such a short period of time, being able to set up a mess of tents and surround them with a fence is already considered a remarkable progress. The camp area downstream...
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like it can be built in such a short time!
They even saw a beautiful wooden pier next to the camp, and there were even quite a few wooden houses in the camp!
Veronica was also standing on the deck, but it was on the upper deck at the bow. Craftsmen, apprentices, and vulgar sailors could not get close to this place. Standing beside her was a plain short-haired man in a white priest robe. A woman, and a middle-aged man wearing a silk coat with the emblem of the Royal Knights on his chest.
Unlike those who only know how to get together and scream, Veronica just quietly looks at the Cecil land in the distance. Her bright eyes can see more things, Farther and clearer.
She clearly saw countless daunting things lined up on the north side of the camp, on the south bank of the Whitewater River.
After Veronica used the Holy Light to enhance her eyesight, she took a closer look, and her heart trembled suddenly. Even her calm mood, which was usually immersed in the Holy Light, fluctuated uncontrollably, and even almost affected her complexion.
It was actually countless blood-red skeletons that looked like the remains of giants. They piled up like mountains on the river bank, and some huge skeletons lined up hundreds of meters away along the river, and hazy black-red smoke drifted out from those skeletons. And the skeleton itself seemed to be disintegrating every minute. With just a glance, she saw that several skeletons that had been propped up were actually seriously damaged and weathered, as if they would turn into dust at any time.
Obviously, those bones were deliberately placed there, like spoils of war to show off their military exploits.
Veronica controlled her emotions well, but the middle-aged man next to her didn't suppress her surprise. The guard with the Knights' emblem whispered a few words after noticing the things next to the camp. He cast a spell, and then a layer of arcane energy appeared in his eyes. He glanced towards the camp with Eagle Eye, and couldn't help exclaiming: "In the name of the king! What kind of monster bones are those?! "
"More than two months ago, the Duke of Gawain Cecil warned my father that the aberrations in the demon tide had reappeared in this world. However, in my opinion, this warning has not attracted enough attention. "Veronica spoke lightly, with a holy rhythm in her voice that seemed alienated from the world, "There is no doubt that these monsters are real, and that ancient hero defeated them again .”
The middle-aged man's tone was serious: "This matter must be reported to His Majesty!"
"Yes, Deputy Captain Cohen," Veronica said quietly, "but this will make the situation even more difficult."
"You mean the east..." The deputy head of the Knights known as Cohen hesitated to speak, and finally he could only sigh, "Natural disasters and man-made disasters."
The White Oak docked at last.
Gawain watched the beautiful white ship slow down steadily, its sails had been fully retracted, and some unnatural waves with magical reactions surged on both sides of the hull, pushing the ship precisely to the In front of the pier, many people were standing on the deck, looking curiously at the direction of the camp, while a few sailors came out from behind the crowd. They pushed out the springboard and put it between the deck and the trestle of the pier.
The crowd on the ship retreated to both sides. A group of soldiers first ran down the gangplank and stood in two rows on the trestle. Then three people appeared on the deck. A middle-aged man in the uniform of an officer of the Knights, but he doesn't look elegant like a military general. Between the two is a man in a plain white robe with long pale golden hair. His appearance is soft and quiet, and his temperament is impressive Deep young lady.
Gao Wen was able to confirm with just one glance that the one standing in the middle was the legendary Saintess Princess Veronica—because he had seen portraits when he was in the capital...
"Mom, so beautiful," Amber couldn't help muttering in a low voice, "The real person looks more beautiful than the portrait... What did you eat to grow up..."
While muttering in a low voice, she glanced at Gawain, but saw that Gawain's eyes almost didn't stay on the beautiful and inhuman saint princess, but kept staring at the face next to the princess. An ordinary woman is watching, which makes her not understand: "Hey, hey - what are you looking at? Could it be... you have a problem with aesthetics?"
Gao Wen suddenly woke up, and looked at Amber in a daze: "Aesthetics? What aesthetics?"
"There's a beautiful and inhuman princess over there, why don't you keep staring at the one next to her?"
Gao Wen casually said, "Don't make trouble, it's just that he looks a bit like someone I knew before, so I took a second look."
During the conversation, the three people who got off the boat had already reached the flat ground, and Gawain decisively ended the conversation with Amber, and stepped forward to meet him: "Welcome, welcome, your arrival is the greatest good news since these days. "
"It is also a great honor for me to meet the legendary heroes of seven hundred years ago." Veronica bowed her head slightly, her special ethereal and holy temperament and the vaguely mixed rhythm in her tone that did not resemble human voice made Gao Wen Slightly taken aback, but then returned to normal.
Immediately afterwards, Veronica smiled: "Should I talk to you in the way of meeting an elder?"
With these words, the peculiar temperament she had inadvertently revealed before quickly subsided, and her whole person became more "lively".
"Don't be so rigid about etiquette. Talk to an old guy like me who crawled out of the grave. If you really pay attention to etiquette, both of us will be entangled to death." Positioning the identity, a few words brought the atmosphere into a familiar rhythm, "Let's talk on an equal footing, first let everyone on the boat go ashore to rest, although there is nothing very good here, but it is more comfortable to stand on flat ground than on a boat point, and then I'll show you around the camp..."
While talking, he inadvertently glanced over the short-haired woman with an ordinary face beside Veronica.
The "acquaintance" he told Amber before was of course false.
Because he couldn't explain the real situation to others at all.
In his eyes, the woman standing next to Veronica was not a woman in a priest's robe at all—it was a translucent light with human facial features!