"What are you asking?" said Aqima, squinting.

"Scroll ......" Wendy grabbed her hand with some concern. If Tilly was right, these people weren't even here for Neverwinter, but for the divisions that had already existed within the Witches of the Sleeping Isles. If it is not handled well, it will not only involve the Witch League, but also reduce the trust of newcomers in them, which will outweigh the losses.

"It's okay," the latter raised an eyebrow at her, then pointed to the witch who wanted to return to the East, "Since you miss your hometown, you should not have been abandoned by your family, but under the pressure of the church, you had to leave the East and follow the other refugees to the Sleeping Island, am I right?"

"So what?" replied Azima.

"That's what happens in the East," the scroll said unfazed by the red-haired witch's aggressiveness, "the land hasn't recovered since Garcia, the queen of the blue waters, sacked Seabreeze County and Golden Spike City. First the plague spread by the church, and then it was stirred up by Tifeko, and the fields were deserted, and many people became homeless. ”

The witch had a look of obvious concern on her face, but Azima insisted, "If you don't see it with your own eyes, who knows if what you say is true." ”

"Since two years ago, His Majesty Roland launched the Exile Containment Program, and now the population of Nevershed has exceeded 100,000, of which more than seventy percent are refugees from all parts of the Grey Keep, especially from the east and south. "Relatives you know well are probably among them—can you tell me where you once lived? ”

"Do you want to find her family with this clue? She's not a child born in a big city, and every neighborhood has a name in every neighborhood, and every neighbor knows what they call each other!"

Instead of replying, Shujuan pulled his hair back and looked at the witch with encouraging eyes, as if he were patiently waiting for a student's answer in class.

"My village...... There is no name," he hesitated for a long time before the other party whispered, "There is no nearby village, it is far away from Golden Harvest City, and if you want to sell wheat at home, you can only sell it to passing traveling merchants at a low price." If I had to say anything, some people who have been out call it sixteen. ”

"Ten...... Six?" Wendy repeated unconsciously.

"For when they returned from the Golden Spike City, the sixteenth village they passed through was home. ”

Shujuan closed his eyes and asked slowly, "Let me think about it...... There's a tributary of the Sanwan River behind that village, right?"

"In the east, tributaries of the Sanwan River are everywhere. Aqima snorted, "How can the village take root without river irrigation?"

"But that one is different," the scroll waved his hand, "and it is shallow and narrow, not only is it impossible to navigate, but it even exposes the riverbed during dry seasons, which is why the villages built on it cannot transport food by water—except that when it reaches Village 16, the tributary comes to an abrupt halt and becomes a great lake, which does not dry up even when the flow is cut off." That's why the wheat fields in the village always grow more luxuriant than in other villages, right?"

The witch's eyes widened, "You've been there?"

"I've heard it mentioned," the scroll was silent for a moment, "that man is in Neverwinter right now, but he's not a resident of the Sixteen Villages. ”

"What do you mean?"

"You'd better ask him yourself," she turned to the town hall clerk in charge of registration, "Watt, ID number 0024578, kiln worker, should now collect the waste slag in the North Slope District 2 and bring him here." ”

"Yes, sir. The latter responded.

Half an hour later, the clerk led a red-faced man to the residential area.

"I don't know him......" The witch looked at him a few times, shaking her head in denial.

"There's not much to say now, is there?" Aqima sneered, "There are so many people in the entire East, you think you can do it casually-"

"Ah, isn't it...... Are you Tielan's daughter?" Dahan interrupted her with a happy voice, "God forbid, you're still alive, and you're all so old!"

The witch froze, "What did you mean by Tielan...... Is it my mother?"

"Otherwise, who else has eyes that resemble hers, especially the mole at the corner of the eye, which is exactly the same!" exclaimed Watt, "but then again, you are much better looking than your mother." Wait, don't you remember me? No wonder you were young when I left the village, and you were gone when I came back. Your name was ...... at the time Lanwa, am I not mistaken? Tielan gave you the name of a beautiful flower. ”

"That's just a nickname when I was a kid—" said the witch embarrassedly, "I'm called Doris now." ”

"Oh, that's a good name too. Do you know that when I was digging ditches in Sixteen Villages, the most talked about you was about you—they all thought you had been abducted by a witch. And ......"

After listening to Watt's nagging for a while, Wendy finally figured out the ins and outs. It turned out that this red-faced man lived next door to the sixteenth village, and according to the naming rule, it should be called the fifteenth village. The two villages are not far apart, so the exchanges are relatively close. Because he was envious of the water source of the neighboring village, he first went to Jinsui City to learn the technique of digging ditches, and after completing the study, he returned to his hometown to gather a group of villagers, planning to widen the lake to the fifteenth village. Because of this, he spent a long time in the Sixteen Villages.

"Then my parents, and my eldest brother, they are ...... now. Are you still in the village?" Doris had apparently believed Watt's claim, and when she had finished chattering, she asked eagerly, "Or have they all come to the West?"

Shujuan sighed softly.

The red-faced man's expression also dimmed, "They didn't make it to Neverwinter...... The army of the third prince stole the food of the people, and the group rushed to the royal capital hungry and thirsty, but encountered a fierce plague. The nobles of the city turned us away, leaving us to wail and struggle by the walls. Several villages were almost all dead, and only a few survived until His Majesty sent a rescue team. He paused, "And your family...... Didn't make it. ”

"No......" Doris covered her mouth and stood there for a moment, then began to cry helplessly.

"I'm sorry, kid," Watt panicked, as if he wanted to comfort her, but didn't know what to do, so he walked over and gently pressed his hand on her head, "Tielan mentioned your name repeatedly before leaving, and she would be very relieved to know that you are still alive and doing well, so ...... Don't cry anymore. ”

Doris bit her lip and nodded slightly, but her cry was louder.

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