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Due to the large number of refugees from the North, Cowell City could only accommodate 60,000 people. Officials had to organize druids to help the refugees build a temporary shantytown outside Cowell City.

And the druids of the Fu tribe are not the kind of primitive natural balancers who are stubbornly prohibited from deforestation. Some of the Fu tribe even took the initiative to transport a batch of logs with elephants.

But not many people take the initiative to apply for these logs to build houses and settle here.

They could also see that these refugees from the North still did not seem to have any plans to settle here for a long time.

The most common scene they saw was to see these dazed Northlanders taking a few mouthfuls of relief food to satisfy their hunger, and then running to Cowell Pier to wait for news from the fishing boats from the other side of the sea.

But every time I leave with a little hope, and then I come back full of exhaustion and confusion, which is really unpleasant to watch.

As Queen Alicia told them, among these people, they not only lost their homes and relatives, but perhaps also lost their faith and the way forward.

Therefore, please be sure to give them some tolerance and time to digest everything.

The Zeelandians, who are accustomed to living in a highly developed and modern city-state like Minas Tirith, are indeed not used to the humid monsoon and rainy climate of Moon Shadow Island and the extremely primitive and unfamiliar environment.

They were accustomed to relying on mages and machines in the past, so it was really difficult for them to build a house with their bare hands.

What's more, they always want to go back

In some dark sheds, the short but stocky female dwarf Aiti was lying quietly on her side on the damp straw mat, looking as if she was asleep.

Creaking, as the door opened, a young dwarf came in with freshly heated bread in his hand, and shouted softly:

"Mom, it's time to eat."

"You eat first. Mom is not hungry. Mom will sleep for a while."

Aidi wanted to ask something, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back.

Because she knew that even if she asked, she would only get the same answer from her son.

It’s just that she still doesn’t want to believe it.

She didn't want to believe that her hammer, who always looked at the medals on the wall in memory, but always thought of her, left her so easily.

He has obviously retired a long time ago!

He can obviously stay out of it!

He could obviously take their mother and son away from the portal together!

But he was still just like when the last Moonsea War broke out, when the beacon was lit at the top of the city, on that night of the winter feast, he rushed into the torrent of the army without hesitation and rushed towards the enemy who was leaping over the border.

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The only difference this time is that he never came back

Although Aiti always complained that her husband was useless, he could not get into the high position of the Port Customs Administration like his good brother Herbert, could not make big money like those traders, and could not arrange a job for their son Medni.

She wanted a job with more prospects, but she was just used to talking about it.

Her wish is obviously very simple. She just wants to rely on her own efforts to run the somewhat outdated "Axe and Helmet" tavern, grow old with her, and stay together for the rest of her life.

"But why should even such a small wish be cruelly taken away from me? Why?"

Aiti closed her eyes in pain.

"Then I'll put it here first. Mom, remember to eat it later."

Madni sighed, and just as he was thinking about going to the dock to find something to do, he heard a gentle knock on the door.

The sound was very soft, like the sound of wind blowing.

Madni looked back instinctively, walked over slowly, and pushed open the wooden door.

There was no one at the door.

Just when he was about to close the door, thinking it was a prank played by a child, he saw a letter placed at the door.

Medni bent down to pick it up in confusion, and saw that the shed opposite had also been pushed away.

Only then did he notice that such letters had been delivered to almost every household.

"Is this a notice issued by the Kendick Dynasty?" Medney said to himself.

But when he saw the signature on the letter in the name of his father, Hammer Bronzebeard, his whole body felt as if he had been struck by electric shock magic on the spot.

How can this be!

Xu was so excited that he didn't even care that it was a letter to his mother, so he opened it on the spot and read it eagerly.

Just when I saw the first sentence above, the little hope I had just raised was ruthlessly knocked back to hell.

Just as he read, his tense nerves gradually relaxed, a nostalgic smile appeared on his face, and he murmured:

"Dad, when will I become as great as you?"

"Medni, what's wrong with you?" Aidi in the room seemed to have noticed something, and sat up with some difficulty and asked.

She looked at her son's red eyes and suddenly became a little scared.

"Sorry, it's a letter from dad." Medni handed the letter to his pale mother.

"Ah" Aiti took it with trembling hands.

After a few minutes of deathly silence, Auntie Aiti's ugly cries, as if she were killing a pig, suddenly sounded in the shed.

Seeing his mother crying in agony, Medni breathed a sigh of relief.

And all he could do was to hug his mother as hard as he could and gently pat her trembling back, as if he was going to use his own hands to remove all the depression, sadness and despair that his mother had experienced during these days.

Get out of the way.

What he didn't know was that on this day, the shanty towns outside Cowell were filled with cries like this.

So much so that the druids of the Fu clan patrolling outside the city thought that some followers of the evil god had sneaked in here and launched some evil sacrifices, so they quickly reported the abnormalities they discovered.

The news was passed on layer by layer, so much so that it even alarmed Alisa, who was in the capital of Kalidir and was now Alicia II. Regardless of the dissuasion of the palace guards and priests, she flew over in a hippogryph overnight.

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Early next morning.

The Fu people were surprised to find that the shanty towns that originally seemed a little lifeless turned out to be very lively.

Even in the open space not far outside the shanty town, you can see thousands of children with immature faces gathered together in a dark and neat formation. Under the command of some retired veterans, they all held various weapons of various sizes.

One wooden stick, drilled like an army.

"A hundred times again!"

"yes!"

"Cut!"

"ha!"

"prick!"

"ha!"

Seeing that some teenagers were too tired to lift their arms, the instructors had no intention of telling them to stop, but shouted:

"Don't stop!

"Starting today! You will have no one to rely on!

"The only thing you can rely on is yourself! And the sword in your hand!

"You need to be your own hero!"

"ha!"

In front of a wooden platform in the shanty town, there were also people lined up.

"All volunteers, line up here! Name, age, original occupation type, we can allocate work here."

A young man dressed as a magic apprentice stood on a temporary wooden platform, calling people to register.

Another much younger boy skillfully used magic to control a dozen quills to register people at the same time, and coordinated the construction of higher-priority buildings such as schools, hospitals, and magic research institutes.

Most of the Cowell tribesmen know the young men.

The one who was shouting was called Adrian. He was originally the descendant of a merchant from Zeelandia, and he was also a top student at some magic university. It was said that he had also participated in the temporary reserve recruitment for the defense of Minas Tirith, but in the university.

During the decisive battle, he was forcibly sent away by the military.

Another young man who seemed a bit quiet was his younger brother Asmid. Although he was much younger than his older brother, his magical attainments seemed to be much higher than his half-full brother.

During these days, the two brothers seemed to have been trying to stop the reconstruction work of the refugees, but they failed due to the people's previous decadent and depressed mental state.

So they were also curious about what happened to allow these Zeelandia refugees to regain the motivation and direction of their lives.

However, out of respect and etiquette, no Fu tribesman tried to pry into their semi-public secrets to satisfy their own curiosity and disturb their spirits.

As those students' morning exercises ended, more people flocked to a shed with an 'axe and helmet' hanging crookedly on the door.

Because that place has been temporarily transformed into a simple restaurant.

At the entrance of the restaurant, Auntie Aiti, a tall and round female dwarf wearing an apron, stood in front of a mobile dining car designed and built by his son Medni, serving the hungry students with a smile.
To be continued...