On the third day, outside the east gate of the royal capital. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The nightingale hid in the mist, quietly watching the ragged group of refugees. They were summoned in waves under the sound of the echo, and followed the knight Brian slowly towards the docks.

Now they don't have to walk around the edge of the camp as they did two days ago, tearing apart the crowd bit by bit. The large number of fugitives has made the rest of the people notice this, and as long as a wave of people is pulled away from the edge, people will continue to follow. Even the guards on the walls noticed what was happening at the foot of the wall, but for them, they wished that the stinking refugees would get out of here.

The whole plan is going very smoothly at the moment, there are not many fugitives left in Dongcheng District, and the people at the North Gate are taking the initiative to move closer to this side, and everyone will be able to leave by boat before the sun sets.

When everyone was busy, she was the only one who seemed more idle—Echo was surrounded by the "mercenaries" in charge of the reception, and Lily was making purified water under the heavy protection of the First Army, and her own escort work seemed a little redundant.

It was only when the "mercenaries" spread out to carry the seriously ill who could not move that she needed to be vigilant. At this moment, the nightingale saw Echo looking up at the magnificent East City Gate and sighed softly.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little emotional," Echo's expression looked a little sad, "Before I was sold into the royal capital, I suffered a lot along the way, I thought that the people of Grey Castle were so cruel to me because of their status as alien sand people, but now it seems that they are also ruthless to their own people, and there is not much difference between them and those in Iron Sand City." ”

Thinking that Echo had been bought and sold as a slave, Nightingale didn't know how to comfort her for a moment, and finally had to pat her on the shoulder, "But not everyone is like that, and there are many people with good intentions, such as the Mutual Aid sisters, such as ...... His Royal Highness Roland. ”

"You say...... Can Your Highness really stop the strife?" Echo whispered, "Whether it's the Continental Kingdom, the Sandfolk, the Fjord, or the common people and witches, can they all live together freely and peacefully without having to fight each other?"

"If it's His Highness, I think he can," replied Nightingale in an affirmative tone, "not the strange machines and the incredibly powerful artillery that make me feel that way, but himself...... I always felt that His Highness and we were not the same kind of people. ”

"He's certainly not the same kind as us, he's the prince of Greycastle. ”

"No, it has nothing to do with identity," she shook her head, "I can't say where this sense of difference comes from, it's just intuition." Probably only a person like His Highness can make up so many strange theories...... Even the ability of witches, he wants to study them over and over again, and he is different from others in terms of thinking. Anyway, I wouldn't be surprised if he created anything amazing. ”

"You really have faith in him," Echo laughed out loud, the sadness on his face suddenly diluted, "I hope that when that day comes, I can return to the Far South to see." ”

Faith? in some ways, but in some way...... She was completely unsure. Nightingale couldn't help but look in the direction of the West, wondering what he was doing in his absence, was he busy with the drawings and strange machinery, or was he ...... with Anna She shook her head vigorously to dispel the distractions.

Anyway, after today, he will be able to leave for the border town, Nightingale thought, when the time comes, ask him directly, anyway, he can't lie in front of himself.

......

When I returned to the camp at noon to rest, the lightning also slowly fell.

These days, she patrols the sky against the sun, and she is really the hardest one in the team. Especially in order to hide his body, Lightning also had to put on a special "sky camouflage" jacket made by Soloya, wrap his body tightly, and even cover his hair. The garment, which His Highness Roland had given a peculiar name, was clearly not designed for aesthetics, and was painted with a mixture of light blue and gray and white, which almost blended into the background as it flew through the air, making it difficult to spot her presence without looking closely.

The first thing the little girl did after landing was to take off her coat, grab the water bag and pour water into her stomach. Nightingale saw that her clothes were soaked with sweat, her forehead and the tip of her nose were covered with beads of sweat, and her white cheeks were marked by a circle of windproof glasses.

"Good work," Nightingale squatted down to help her wipe her sweat.

"It's a good thing these people aren't coming from the East endlessly," Lightning stuck out his tongue, "or I'd have fainted from the sun." ”

"You'll be home tomorrow, right?" Lily said listlessly as she walked over to Lightning, "I haven't showered in days, and I'm feeling sick." ”

The nightingale couldn't help laughing, obviously when they were in the Mutual Aid Society, everyone didn't have time to take a bath for more than half a month, and no one complained, and now it's only been a little more than a week. It occurred to her that the bathroom and the soap might all be a "conspiracy" of His Highness Roland—since he had invented those strange and useful things, it would have been difficult for the witches to make up their minds to leave the border town.

However, the calm did not last until the end of the transport, and after lunch, Tasa, who had gone to the royal capital to inquire about intelligence, brought bad news.

"What do you mean...... Dream Water is gathering his men and planning to surround the docks?" Iron Axe frowned.

"Maybe it's going to surround the docks. "The first part is a definite fact, and the second half is too bizarre for my informants." Now the other underworld organizations in the royal capital have taken action to prevent the Dream Water from suddenly attacking their territory. However, rather than the idea that the smoke from the other side was deliberately emitted by the other side around the dock, I believe that they themselves leaked the news halfway through the way, which is very common with rats. After all, most of the members of the Black Street Organization are gangsters or scum, and they are not a tight-knit organization at all. If the information is correct, then Dream Water must have been instructed by some force, otherwise it would be very difficult for them to leave their territory. ”

"It's just a bunch of rats," Iron Axe said nonchalantly, "but will these people scurrying around affect your plan to sell medicine?"

"Probably not," said Tassa, "they can't put their hands in the patrol, so it's unlikely that I'll get in or out of the side door." As for entering the city, the Skull Fingers will provide protection for the convoy transporting the potion. I'm just worried about you, because I have to stay in the city tonight to oversee the sale of the purified water, and I'm afraid I won't be able to see you off tomorrow morning. ”

"It's okay," Iron Axe patted his arm, "When His Royal Highness comes to the royal capital in person, we'll see you again." ”

As the nightingale had predicted, as dusk came, the last of the sailboats carrying the refugees slowly left the docks and headed for Silverlight. The remaining more than 300 people who were unwilling to leave the royal capital were ordered to be dismissed by Iron Axe.

Then everyone evacuated to the other side of the canal, waiting for nightfall. (To be continued.) )