The town was a little more lively than expected, even though the scar man was in the morning market, but by the time the villagers came to the town with their donkey carts, it was already crowded with people.

From a distance, it looked like two crooked dragons, one of which was a messy and dirty procession, with the occasional cries of chickens and ducks, while the other was bloated and complicated, with the leaders in well-dressed clothes talking to each other as they waited.

It is clear that one team belongs to the merchants, and the other to the civilians.

"You're not going over there?" scarred the man snorted at the caravan.

Charlotte shrugged, "You said I had better follow you." Moreover, I deal in some strange things, and no matter how I look at them, I don't have the grandeur of their big caravans, so I don't want to pay a valuable city gate tax for the sake of face. ”

Scar Man nodded as he chased away a hen that jumped on his head, "Wise decision." ”

"This town looks lively, uncle. Lolita blinked, staring at the caravan lining not far away. Elle writhed uneasily on the side, if Charlotte hadn't pressed her head with one hand, she would have disappeared long ago.

"It's quite lively. The scar man smirked, "But Miss Mage, let me remind you." Even if you're a professional with supernatural powers, I advise you not to trust any stranger in this town. ”

Lolita smiled and showed her cute tiger teeth, "Is that you, too? ”

The scar man was stunned, smiled wryly and shook his head.

"Are there a lot of people who come here to beg for a living? Vivien looked closely at the team, and she found that in addition to the villagers who got some food and crops to sell, there were also some people in the team.

"yes, a lot. Scar Man glanced at Vivien appreciatively, "Thieves, deserters, political prisoners, fraudsters, murderers, beggars...... Anyway, after the end of the war, a large part of the people who couldn't get along wanted to go to the big cities to find opportunities. They flocked into the city, and then they never came out again. It's either depravity or death. ”

Charlotte thought for a moment, "But they don't have a choice, if they go to the village, will you give them a bite to eat until they can support themselves?"

"No kidding, even the fastest crops take a quarter to ripen. In this world, who has the surplus food to feed a stranger for a quarter!" Before Scar Man could reply, one of the villagers who was traveling with him said without hesitation.

Here's the answer. The scar man patted Charlotte on the shoulder. At this time, the bloated line finally lined up for them.

In front of them was a man in tattered clothes begging the city guard, saying nothing more than 'please' and 'I'm penniless, take it and I'll be left on the streets'.

The city guard officer probably listened to the calloused ears these days, and when the refugee said again, "Please, I ...... in the future," he didn't wait for the other person to finish.

"You're going to give me a lot of money in the future, not only to make up what I owe today, but enough for me to drink for a week, don't you? Please! I've heard that promise more than once these days, but do you know what happened to the people up there? They all died in the stinking gutter, the garbage can, or some dark corner. So shut your foul mouth for me, and for the sake of your own life, and for the sake of the poor servants who keep the town clean, go to whatever field you want to dig up grass roots or hunt for a living! I know that bootlegging is illegal, but believe me, it is better to be beaten to death than to starve!"

The crackling words frightened the refugee for a moment, and before the latter could react, the squad leader-like city guard officer glanced left and right, and the two soldiers lifted the refugee out of the group. The tattered man patted his ass and tried to squeeze into the line, but was threatened by the officer patting the saber on his waist.

So the refugee bowed his head in recognition of the situation and walked out into the field one by one.

"Your eloquence is getting better and better, Carl. The scar man motioned to his companion to bring the vegetables and grain he was going to sell for inspection, and greeted the team leader.

The squad leader frowned, and immediately saluted with joy, "Captain Norrick!"

"I'm not a sub-head anymore, as you can see, I'm just an ordinary farmer. "The man with the scar, or rather the man as he should be called Norrick, had a somewhat unfamiliar face.

"Sub-head ...... Well, Norrick. It's a pleasure to see you again! Our brothers miss you so much. ”

Norrick opened his mouth, "Thank you." ”

“…… How's the harvest going?"

"Honestly, it's terrible. Many fields are deserted, and there is a great shortage of young and strong people, and there are not enough tools. Except for a water-powered mill in the village, most of the rest of the things were unusable. ”

"That's bad enough. Carl, the squad leader who had just spoken harshly, sighed empathetically, "The war has ruined everything. ”

"Everything was created as well. Norrick meant something.

Carl was a little embarrassed, and at this time, he saw Charlotte and the others. So like a drowning man finding driftwood, the expression on his face was visibly relaxed, he asked.

"Who are they? They don't look like villagers. ”

"They're my friends, traders from Icewind Castle in the North. Need to be checked?" Norrick asked.

"It stands to reason that you should go there and check it out and pay a lot of money, but who made them your friends? Carl waved his hand, just asking in a routine manner, "What are you selling?" man. ”

"Something curious. Charlotte smiled back with a friendly smile.

"Strange things?" Carl looked at Vivien, Lolita, and Elle in turn, and smiled like an old driver, "Aha!

"Put away that nasty smile on me, or I'll disfigure you with a strong acid. Lolita threatened, "We're a mage guard hired by Mr. Leonard, and that's Mr. Leonard's daughter. ”

"I see, I see!" Carl smiled awkwardly again, "I'm sorry, I thought ...... Haha, as an apology, let me give you a piece of advice. ”

"Don't let my lovely daughter show her face with the beautiful bodyguard, do you?" Charlotte blurted out.

Karl glanced at Norrick and shrugged, "Looks like you've been advised. ”

"The order of the lighthouse doesn't seem to be as good as it could be?" Charlotte leaned in to Karl and handed him a few silver coins. The latter glanced at Norrick and noticed that he was busy unloading the goods, so he stealthily put his things in his pocket.

"This is not paradise, Mr. Leonard. "Watch out for the big merchants and squires in the towns, and of course, the upper echelons of the lighthouse, who love the odd things. ”

"Doesn't the lighthouse claim that all men are equal, and isn't it to be the enemy of the noble squire?"

"That's ...... before"

Karl noticed that an officer was paying attention, so he tapped Charlotte on the shoulder and motioned for the line to pass.

Charlotte prepares to wait for the next step, but Carl keeps a straight face and maintains order on his business.