Since the end of winter, Rock City has become more and more prosperous day by day.
This new city in the north of Cecil was once just a part of the fortress and plain in the south of the Rock Fortress. The Cecilians destroyed the walls of the old fortress, razed the old towers, and built a new one in the ruins after the war. They built a new "magic energy barrier" on the outer layer of the fortress city, and built a pier square on the bank of the "Dorgon-White Water River", making this land that has experienced wars "live" again.
At first, the people living in the inner city of the fortress were uneasy. They were residents of the old fortress and used to serve the Royal Army stationed in the Rock Fortress. This embarrassing status made them always worried about the liquidation of the Cecilians after the war, but With the appointment of the new fortress commander and the start of the government affairs office, the Cecilians fulfilled their promises when they took over the fort one by one: no liquidation, no forced expropriation, no demolition of houses, and no land grabbing. After fulfilling these promises one by one , the order of the Rock Fortress has gradually stabilized, and the increasingly stable order has successfully allowed the newly built Rock City to start operating.
As a city with the role of "communication window" from the beginning of planning, once Panshi City started to operate, it quickly turned into prosperity.
This is the throat of the exchange between the Holy Spirit Plain and the southern border, and it is the only way for merchants to conduct north-south trade. The people in the place are quite welcoming of the alchemy potion and magic net unit Dorgon from Cecil-almost rolling gold coins flowing in the Whitewater River, so that merchants who come to Rock City to do business have a new saying: As long as he can carry his pocket around Rock City, even a donkey can make a lot of money.
Recently, the royal family has also reached a new agreement with Cecil. The dull nobles in San Sunil City finally recognized the authority of the Southern Principality. Cecil has also opened up more trade orders to the Plain of the Holy Spirit. Rock City suddenly became more lively, new merchants were attracted here, and new commodities began to appear on those cargo ships and trucks. Cheap textiles, paper, and alcohol from the south were included in Cecil's commodity list Their low prices stunned the merchants from the Plain of the Holy Spirit. In a short period of time, the goods flowing from Cecil to the Plain of the Holy Spirit were no longer only alchemy potions and magic components, and the commodities purchased by Cecil were still Endless ores and magic materials...
The prosperity of business has made Panshi City develop at an extremely fast speed, and more and more foreigners are attracted to settle here. This includes not only residents from the southern border, but also people from the Holy Spirit Plain who left their hometown due to various reasons. people.
In front of the entry-exit registration checkpoint at the Wharf Square of Panshi City, a group of new immigrants who just got off the boat are queuing up and walking through the narrow passage. This narrow passage and the rules of "queuing" are very important for those who have crossed the Fortress for the first time. It is a very novel thing, they are not very adaptable, but the fully armed dock soldiers can ensure that they adapt in a short period of time.
A red-haired young man with his head bowed slowly walked forward with the line, looking inconspicuous. The tall and thin man in front of him stumbled to complete the registration, and then it was his turn to stand on the "register" member".
"Name?" asked the registrar.
The red-haired young man shrank his neck, looked around in a way he thought he was calm, and whispered: "Sara, there is no surname, my lord."
"Age? Occupation or specialty?"
"Nineteen...eighteen years old, worked as a carpenter, my lord."
The registrar raised his eyelids, looked at the hands of the red-haired young man, and then at his standing posture.
The cocoon is very thick at the tiger's mouth, and the standing posture is habitually leaning forward slightly, with the feet separated.
The registrar glanced at the young man's attire, and at the pair of thick leather boots on the other's feet.
"From where?"
"The Plain of the Holy Spirit... the middle part, the village next to the Boulder City..."
"Do you know how to read?"
"I don't know, my lord."
"Your registration card, take the left aisle, and someone will take you to resettlement at the end." The registrar took out a card, handed it to the red-haired young man, and took a deep look at the other party when he reached out to take it , "Young man, remember to abide by Cecil's laws. Under this premise, the Principality will protect you. Also, don't call me my lord, I'm just a registrar."
"Yes... yes, my lord."
The red-haired young man took the piece of cardboard in a panic, not knowing whether he heard the registrar's explanation, he hurried to the left passage, and on the piece of cardboard in his hand, There is a number printed on it: 3.
The young people who were registered didn't know what this number meant, but the registrars working on the pier knew that this code meant: suspected deserter from the Holy Spirit Plains, suggested a second review.
The registrar raised his head, looked at the still long queue in the passage, and guessed how many deserters from the Holy Spirit Plain would be mixed among these people.
There have been more and more of them since the messy civil war reached a stalemate.
The situation on the eastern front of the Holy Spirit Plain is said to be very anxious. Both the Kingdom Army and the Eastern Border Army have fallen into an embarrassing situation where neither can win quickly. The war also caused more and more deserters to appear.
For the aristocratic army that lacks effective management measures and the soldiers' enthusiasm and loyalty are not high, desertion is almost as common as wind and rain.
That young man was probably a soldier of the Kingdom Army, so he didn't dare to flee to the east. At the same time, he might also be a believer in a god other than the God of Holy Light, so he didn't dare to flee to the north of the plain. The situation is very difficult, but between the western and southern borders, the southern border, which is obviously closer and has a favorable immigration policy, is a better choice for these deserters.
The registrar shook his head. Cecil didn't mind the origin of these deserters. Whether deserters from the old-style noble army or refugees who lost their homes and land and left their homes, they are all valuable labor for Cecil, the registrar. Although I am not a senior government official, he has also received training. He knows that everyone who comes from the north of the Rock Fortress is no different to the Principality: they are all unqualified anyway, and they all need to be educated.
Similar things happened not only at this one registration exit, but also in the entire pier square, at the end of the twenty-eight registration passages, every registrar had some registration cards in their hands to mark special immigrants deserters from the Holy Spirit Plain, The alien believers who were expelled by the Church of the Holy Light are suspected to be spies sent by the northern nobles... Since the situation in Cecil has initially stabilized and the principality has been recognized by the royal family, the southern border has once again opened the channel to absorb the population, and the huge immigrant team that has poured into the southern border There are all kinds of people.
In a sense, the Cecil Territory grew up relying on "refugees". For Cecil's government affairs office, dealing with these immigrants can almost be regarded as their basic business requirement.
The red-haired young man who left the registration channel carefully held his "registration card" and walked on the road to meet the next "Master Registrar". In this huge and strange city, he was confused and uneasy, but more More novelty and excitement.
This is Cecil, or part of Cecil.
But it was completely different from what he had imagined, and it was also completely different from what he had heard.
The aristocratic lords in the north say that Cecil is a barbaric, desolate, cruel place where order has collapsed. They say that the aristocratic system in the south has disappeared, and a man who climbed out of the coffin destroyed all order with brutal war ; they say that in this land there is no order, no authority, and that lowly serfs and noble knights can walk on the same road; A militaristic principality...
But what the red-haired young man sees here are only wide and tidy streets, tall and majestic buildings, upright and friendly "adults", and an unbelievably prosperous pier square. Scorched earth, so are those noble lords themselves living in a cesspit more terrible than scorched earth
Looking around the square as far as she could see, Sara felt that the nobles had only one thing to say: Here, indeed, everyone is walking on the same path.
The road is so wide that everyone can walk.
It would be great if the few fellow villagers who escaped together chose the same path as me... Unfortunately, they all went to the north because they believed in the God of Holy Light.
The red-haired young man walked forward slowly, observing every new thing here as if his eyes were not enough.
There are indeed too many new things here, so many that people are at a loss, and so many that people are at a loss.
There are neat lamp posts on both sides of the wide road, but the lamp posts are not oil lamps, but magic crystals; there is a strange metal tower standing on the open space in the distance, and a large piece of metal is floating on the top of the tower. crystals; there are workers building something at the end of the line of sight, with every tool and machine they have never seen or heard...
"Sam, you can't believe where I'm at..."
The red-haired young man muttered the names of his friends from the same country in a low voice. He walked more and more slowly on the passage, his attention was almost completely attracted by those strange magic devices that could not be seen. I ran to those devices and looked around carefully.
His slowness finally aroused the dissatisfaction of the people behind him, and someone behind him slapped hard: "Hey! Hurry up! You are in the way!"
The red-haired youth hurriedly apologized, and then stepped forward to move forward, but just as he was about to leave, a light and shadow suddenly appeared from not far away and a sound sounded at the same time made him stand still in shock.
In the center of the pier square, on a platform slightly above the ground, a large magic device was suddenly activated, and a huge holographic image immediately appeared above the magic device. The sound of the music sounds like a mix of flute and lyre.
All the Cecils on the pier looked very indifferent. They were not surprised at all, but looked at the "Illusion Magic" who suddenly appeared on the square with a happy and expectant expression. However, including the red-haired youth The new immigrants in the country were shocked by this scene, and some people even exclaimed in the queue. The red-haired young man almost screamed himself, but he just opened his mouth, maintaining this slightly After a moment of funny poses, he saw a beautiful lady appearing in the magic illusion, and heard the voice of the other party:
"Everyone in front of the magic terminal, good afternoon, I am your old friend, Miss Witch...
"In today's witch hour, I would like to introduce to you an exciting magical creation...
"... Ten minutes later, the Principality's most cutting-edge magical warship 'The Pioneer' will perform a water entry ceremony. It will be the new pride of the Principality. The powerful Pioneer will become the sword and shield to protect every citizen...
"...Minister Rebecca believes that the technology of the new type of magical warship will greatly promote the progress of the principality's shipbuilding technology, and serve the civilian field...
"Now, let's turn to the sidelines, my colleagues are at the docks getting ready..."