In the evening, grain and cooking oil from the Republic of Calvard arrived. Bauer found some vehicles to transport relief supplies to the border relief station, from where they were transported to Nurias, the capital of Northumbria.

After two days of jolting in the mountains, the crowd finally got a full view of Neurias, a large, depressed city. Too many people are crowded here, struggling to get by.

It was originally just an ordinary town in the south of the Grand Duchy of Northumbria, because of its proximity to the Grebe River, after the disaster, countless people on the north bank of the Grebe River crossed the Grebe River for refuge, and then the Qiyao Church used this as the center of relief, and when the original Grand Duchy government collapsed and the new state capital was formed, it became the seat of the new state capital.

Stranded most of the survivors who had fled from the Northlands, Nurias has grown over the years to become a rare city of 400,000 people. People were stranded in the cities, waiting for help from others, trying to become mercenaries, or going out to work in the neighboring Leman Autonomous Prefecture.

Duchamp was shocked to find the warmth of the Semria continent in a city full of refugee sheds surrounded by hills, and people cut down the forests and built wooden houses or sheds in the forest clearings, and as the years passed, the forests were receding step by step, and the environment around the city became harsh.

There are a few decent houses in the city once in a while.

The tall church was built by the Qiyao Church.

There are also government offices, relief centres, and the homes of a number of 'international companies'.

Duchamp looked at the large advertisements erected at the entrance of these 'international companies' and his nose bleeded.

"Kitanomori International Security Group Co., Ltd., the real home of the boys in the Northland, will send the basic living guarantee to the family after passing the test."

"The West Wind Force, the home of the strongest adventurers in the western part of the mainland, is sincerely recruiting elites above the fourth order to join."

"The blade of Reva, the invincible blade, the north and south of the continent, the first choice for hot-blooded men, high salary, good treatment."

"Red Constellation, the most high-end entertainment group in the mainland, recruits bodyguards and waitresses all year round, and requires ...... levels"

"This!" Duchamp looked all the way over, his eyes straightened, and he asked Fried puzzled: "Doesn't the state government restrict the development of the hunting regiment?" ”

Fried scoffed: "Northumbria, it has long been the biggest place for whoever has a gun." If you come from outside, beware, there's no order here. No matter the streets and alleys, the snakes are infested, everyone is extremely vicious, strange people and strange places are not credible. ”

Duchamp changed the subject: "Captain Fried, why don't you see your recruitment advertisements." ”

Fried snorted and glanced disdainfully at the small advertisements on the wall: "My original subordinates alone have hundreds of people, plus the children born to everyone over the years, and the relatives who have defected to them, they will be overwhelmed. ”

Duchamp pointed to the small advertisement on the wall and said: "People's corps send basic living guarantees, why don't you leave some food for your own people." ”

With a smile on his face, Fried said, "After the agreement with Teresa, most of our surviving relatives have been transferred to Pvenis. ”

"And who are your surviving relatives?" As soon as he asked this, Duchamp regretted it.

Fried stared at the back of Goethe, who was walking in front, and said softly: "I am the only one left." ”

Duchamp really wanted to slap himself, but in order to make up for the mistake of saying this, he turned his back on his hands, looked at Goethe who was walking in front with Fried, and said earnestly: "Goethe is not too young, it is time for him to marry a daughter-in-law and have children." ”

"Not really." Fried agreed.

Goethe walked ahead, looking curiously left and right, and he had not been to the place of Neulias several times. Suddenly, he sneezed and wondered, "Who cares about me?" ”

The Great Cathedral of Neurias was built in 1181, three years after the "Pile of Salt" disaster, and a Sunday school was built next to the main church in order to take care of the education of the victims.

Fried's face twitched unnaturally as he walked through the doors of the Great Chapel. Since the catastrophe, he had never prayed to the goddess of the void or entered the door of the sanctuary again.

Bauer patted his arm gently. Feeling the care of the old man, Fried recovered from his deep look.

Hearing that a donor had come to visit, Bishop Rutlelan of the Great Church came to receive him.

"Want to provide lunch for kids coming to school? That's a good deed. Bishop Rattelland was very pleased to hear the words of the donor.

"Since the church was built here, it has been a problem to attract children to school, and if we can provide them with a lunch, I believe many families will send their children here."

"All we can provide now is wheat, corn, oil, and a small amount of cash, which we have to ask someone to cook and add some vegetables to the children," said Fried. In the future, if possible, we will try to add some eggs. ”

Bishop Ratlan mused: "We can ask some devout believers to help with cooking, there is an open space next to the church where we can build a canteen, and if there is any other food that is lacking, we can also try to initiate a donation, and we can save a cent in cash." ”

"My lord, I have a request." Duchamp stood up and said.

"Oh, please." Bishop Ratelland raised his hand and motioned for Duchamp to speak relaxedly.

"We will not ask for the name of the donor, we hope to donate anonymously. However, we would like to name this lunch donation program the Green Leaf Lunch Program. As we all know, more than ten years ago, Northumburia was a forest country full of fir forests, but later due to natural disasters, it became a semi-desert. We chose this name in the hope of bringing a green leaf to this land, a green leaf, which may also grow into a forest in the future. Duchamp finished speaking and bowed to the bishop.

"What a meaningful name." The bishop returned the salute to Duchamp and said solemnly: "It will be as you wish, and may the glory of the goddess bless you." ”

As if in harmony with the bishop's words, under the high dome of the church, a faint holy power enveloped everyone, and Duchamp, who was sensitive to the force field, couldn't help but raise his head in surprise and look at the dome.

After the exact amount of the donation was finalized, Fried solemnly signed a donation agreement with the church, and the rest of the matter was handled by Bauer.

"Keeping an eye on the church and the people in charge of the cafeteria, it's better for us to set a standard for eating and not let them embezzle the donated materials." Duchamp whispered to Bauer.

Bauer said seriously: "How could the nuns do such a thing, but the order standard is very necessary, I will pay attention." ”

Duchamp disagreed, how many charity projects were destroyed in the hands of the managers.

After this was done, Bauer asked the bishop: "We still have a little cash, and we plan to do what we can for the medical care of the city, I heard that there is a Sister Shiosa who has been treating patients at a very low price, and can even do surgery, can we invite her to come, let's find out, if we can, also make a little donation." ”

The bishop had a strange look on his face: "That kid Shiosha, her clinic is not in the church, please wait, I will send someone to call her." ”

Looking at the surprised eyes of the crowd, Archbishop Ratellan explained in a low voice: "According to the doctrine, every part of the human body is given by the goddess, therefore, the clergy do not easily perform open surgery, this traditional concept has indeed affected the medical results of the Church, so that the medical technology of the Church is gradually outdated from the world. But there is no way to do it, the church is conservative, and I myself don't approve of the nuns operating on the sick like butchers. It might be better to have secular doctors do this. However, Sister Shiosha, well, how to put it, she is a maverick, she is a very caring child, but she has gone far in this regard. ”

The crowd did not wait long for a young nun to come to the temple in a hurry.

"I'm Yuki Shiosha, and I heard that someone is going to make a medical donation?"