“Brando, where are we going?”
“Wait, you will understand.”
Freya no longer speaks, although he is a bit shy, but still allows Brando to hold one’s own hand. The two marched in the forest one after the other. It was a long and short trip. Gradually, the branches were separated in front, the woodland became sparse, and the light was faint, and Freya realized that they had From the other side through the forest, but in front of where, her heart is full of doubts.
When I arrived, it was still here, but Brando thought of it.
The forest opened a door in front of the two people. There seems to be a lively bazaar behind the gate. The bazaar is located on the edge of the forest, dotted with sparks on the bazaar, like the Fairy in the forest. Hey, I lit a bunch of torches and gathered there. But Freya saw the sloping sheds on the bazaar, but the wooden house suddenly held her heart with her left hand. She opened her mouth slightly and realized what it was.
Since the War of Black Rose, refugees from the Riedenburg and Bucce areas have gathered near Bruglas, some of whom have left the sadly carrying home to Manovale in the north or Kurk and Magitan, but there are always people who are attached to their homeland and unable to act. The old and weak women and women stayed behind. They were unable to compete with the locals for land. They could only build sporadic settlements along the edge of the forest and open up wasteland in the forest. Some of the refugees who escaped from Brando with Brando in the first place were greeted by Brando’s favor. Under his arrangement, they went to Trentheim with Leto’s Mercenary Company, but those who were willing to leave their homes after all were few, and more people chose to stay. This is especially true for refugees in Bucce or in the North.
“Look, Freya, this is the one who hopes for you. Their situation is not good. Go ask them and ask everyone who has survived the catastrophe. Are they because of Your origin is to respect you and take care of you.” Brando said with some emotions that in the last life, he knew these places very well. The establishment of these settlements throughout his new novice era, he is very clear, these sheds A group of people living in what.
Freya had completely lost her self-conscious feelings at this moment. She held Brando’s hand tightly and couldn’t help but shed tears. This is her hometown of dreams, neighbors, the roots of her ideals and beliefs.
Sia 婶婶, Uncle, Captain Marden, Little Phineas and everyone, are all of them trusting her from her origins?
This is a question that does not need to be answered.
“Remember the vow you made, Freya.”
“Brando…Brando…” Freya muttered as if to torture himself.
“Freya, you are Everton’s daughter, but you are also a Bucce’s daughter. No matter what your achievements in the future, this will not change.” Brando stood in the night wind and replied quietly.
“I understand… I should have understood…” Freya closed her eyes and shook her head: “I was wrong, Brando, I am sorry.”
Brando patted her on the shoulder and took Freya back to see the villagers left by Bucce. It was his purpose, but he didn’t expect to advance so much. “Would you like to go in and see?” he asked softly. Freya was deeply breathed in, and she looked at Brando with a sigh of relief, then forced nodded.
Since the Year of Flourishing Blossom and Summer Leaf, the influx of refugees has become the biggest headache for Bruglas’ nobles. They have no power and no intention to resettle these homeless people. The local and military are pushing each other out. The livelihood of the refugees has disappeared day by day. After the kingdom finally chose to surrender to Madara, they no longer have the hope of returning to their hometown. And within the gray-white castle, nobles are busy fighting for power and mutual struggle, as if the kingdom in the war failed for the sharpest lance and sword in their hands, used to penetrate the opponent’s chest, A group of unfortunate man fell after the war and went to gallows, but another group of people who sang triumphant songs may not be sincerely for this ancient kingdom.
Even in the local area, the locals crowded out these outlets under the leadership of the manor of the manor. Although the people at the bottom were born with compassion, this kind of sympathy was only based on the premise that their own interests were not shaken. It seems that the selfishness of the surname of the heavens has pushed the situation of these poor people to a worse situation; they are powerless to compete with the locals for the resources of life, and they can only enter the forest to warm up each other, but even so, they must face local discrimination. With suspicion, above these circumstances, the situation of these refugees from the Bucce region can be imagined.
In fact, the refugees have to face the uneasiness of the future, because even the last place where they depended for their livelihood is nominally the territory of a Lord Count in Bruglas. In order not to force the riots, nobles had to pretend not to see the actions of these poor people, but the Lord Count may not be satisfied with this disposal, he does not care about this loss, but this absolute can not be his loss alone Otherwise, is he not a fool in the eyes of other people? In fact, Lord Count had made a request to the Council of Nobles to ask for the ‘thieves’ that had taken over his land.
This kind of thing is unbelievable to ordinary people, but the Council of Nobles has to carefully consider the Lord Count’s request to protect the legal property of noble, which is a serious proposition.
Old Marden sat on the edge of a bonfire, wearing a uniform garrison uniform, but the corner wash was already somewhat whitish. This military uniform seemed to symbolize his honor, although still meticulous, but it was past tense. . More or less about the Council of Nobles has been passed to his ears. He looks at the heavy night, long sighed, and sorrow seems to infiltrate every wrinkle on the forehead of the old man. He did not choose to leave with Brando and Freya, because Bucce is his duty, and the youngster should let the youngster let go. As for him, his old bones have experienced too much wind and frost. Let him bury it here.
He couldn’t give up the feelings with this land, and he couldn’t give up the familiar taste in Bucce’s soil. Everyone is still here, how can he be separated.
But nowadays, the situation has been a glimpse, and the poor land has nothing to produce. The Lord Count also forbids the refugees to go hunting in the forest. Although they can also warm the wood, many people have already opened the pot. The key is that everyone lacks hope for tomorrow. It seems that one day, like a walking dead, has become numb, and has lost the ability to think, hope, and swear. When did such a scorpion begin? Old Marden often remembers the past seasons, and his heart becomes heavier.
The only thing that made him happy was another rumor heard by these scorpions.
There was a loud noise in the distance.
Marden frowned, Phineas The group of youngsters really didn’t stop.
“Essen, Maxim, you are going to block their back!”
“Niberto, you go call your brothers Vlad and Ike, hurry up, don’t dilly-dallying!”
The pedestrians on the street have retreated, as if they were accustomed to this scene. On the open space they gave up, the two groups of youngsters were each lined up in a row. They wear the military uniforms of the militia team and the garrison. However, most of the military uniforms are somewhat obsolete, and some of them are full of patches. Only the sword in the hands is cold, but most of them are tied with numbness on the hilt. Off the guard, there is no weight hammer; on the other side, wearing the uniform of Bruglas Patrol Cavalry team, well-equipped, high-spirited, even the boots at the foot are shining, at a glance, it is known in the city of Bruglas Children.
At this time, it is the Little Phineas who is scheduling the Bucce militia in the command. He is at least one head taller than a year and a half ago, wearing the uniform of the guard team. After the War of Black Rose, he was elected by Marden to be the guard of Bucce’s. The team reserve team, but not long after that, the Bucce Guard became a historical compilation and completely lost its sense of existence.