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"Why are you so young? I thought there was a lot of moisture in the rumors, but I didn't expect it."

"I'm so young, I didn't expect the rumors to be true"

The discussion broke out, and the unusual noise inside the inn spread outside, attracting people from outside.

After the later people learned about it, the discussion became louder.

Varif, who had long known that Lu Dao would be like this, snatched the wine jug in Zhao Long's hand and drank it.

"Hello Elder Long, I'm Baoke, the captain of the guard here." After carefully looking at the young alliance elder, Bao Ke stood up and handed the glass full of wine to Zhao Long with both hands.

"You're Grandpa Varif who often mentions Pauc guarding the border? After Zhao Long took it with one hand, he looked at the middle-aged man in front of him in surprise, who was not good-looking and had a public face.

"Thank you Elder Long for your concern, you have worked hard all the way."

When Pauk said the word "hard", he saw Varref's body visibly and violently, shaking a few times.

The flask in Varif's hand shattered, crushed by him.

After hearing the word hard work, he remembered that he had forgotten the misery of the journey.

Feeling the strange atmosphere, Pauk, who was familiar with Varref's character, chose to protect himself wisely, and ran away after a few words of greeting Zhao Long.

"Grandpa Varif how can there be an inn here with such a large flow of people? In addition to a large number of transfer and mercenary squads, I also saw a lot of civilians. In the midst of eating, drinking, and corruption, Zhao Long saw that there were so many floating people here on the border, and he asked about Varif strangely.

"You call it the inn, we call it the transit station, and this transit station was built by Lu Gao to protect the civilians living in the slums. In addition to the caravan I take once a year, there are many people who take the caravan to and from Lugoin and the camp. Otherwise, I alone would not be able to meet the needs of the camp, and the people you see now are all about a hundred people over there. Variif pointed to the left, and Zhao Long also looked in the direction.

Zhao Long saw the people sitting at a dozen tables next to him who were whispering about themselves.

When these people saw Zhao Long coming over, they all lowered their heads and didn't speak, and started drinking.

"In order to ensure the smooth circulation of the mainland's economy, we have entrusted these job changers who have all been over level 60 to go home to see their relatives, and let them run businesses here. As for the civilians you mentioned outside, they are all civilians living in the slums in front. Varif pointed to the large crowd of people who were resting under the shaded tents at the entrance of the inn, afraid to come in.

"Lugao is limited in terms of location. They can't afford to have so many people, and they all have to settle in the Rogue camp. If these civilians moved across the desert on their own, it would be a dead end, and for safety, they would follow the caravan to the Rogue camp, in exchange for helping the transfer and mercenaries take care of the camels and goods on the way, and food, water, and medicine were provided free of charge by the Alliance. When they reached the mountain that separated the forest and the desert, they would wait for Kasha and Kidd, who had made an appointment to pick them up from the forest. ”

"There are slums ahead? Over there? Hearing this, Zhao Long was puzzled.

I clearly remember that there is no so-called slum in the dark game, why is there a world in this world?

"Yes, the slum is only about 40 days away, a few kilometers from the walls of Rugoin. When monsters attack or gather. An alarm would be raised here, and there would be time for Lugoin to react by opening the gates for the civilians living in the slums to take shelter. ”

"And how does the alliance solve their housing and food and drink?"

"Sleeping on the streets, the coalition arranges for people to distribute water and food."

"That's right. I understand, Grandpa Variif are we going to pass through the slums? ”

"Yes, that's the way we have to go, all right. I'll go take a shower first, and you'll find the event yourself, and we'll have a meeting with Pauk in the evening. With that, Varif got up and left.

But Zhao Long walked towards the door of the inn.

He was full of compassion. In the eyes of the transfer and mercenaries who had been watching him, they came to the bottom of the tent where the civilians were resting.

Zhao Long looked at the large group of people with yellow faces and thin muscles in front of him, in the desert in the scorching heat that they would suffer from heat stroke at any time, in order to survive, they risked their lives to follow the long-distance caravan to the Rogge camp, and now they didn't dare to enter when they could rest.

He saw the frightened and uneasy eyes of adults before and after he left, and the frightened eyes of children looking at him.

This made Zhao Long's heart sad, and childhood memories suddenly emerged from his heart.

Zhao Long, whose eyes turned red, sat on the ground like a civilian.

As soon as he sat down, he felt the high temperature on the sand, which made Zhao Long extremely uncomfortable.

Zhao Long is uncomfortable because he has been living this poor life since he was a child, and he is even more empathetic.

Looking at the timid eyes of the large group of civilians, Zhao Long shouted.

"Paul, come here"

He shouted as hard as he could, alarming everyone around him, including those in the inn.

It also frightened the large group of civilians in front of him.

Except for Variv, who was standing at the window of the room on the second floor and watching all this, the transfer and mercenaries who heard Zhao Long's call all came to watch not far away.

Lu Gaoyin was a native of the commoner, but he knew who Pauk came, but the young man in front of him did not know whether to call Captain Pauk by his name.

"Is he crazy? Aren't you afraid of being beaten up by the hot-tempered Captain Choubaoke? The civilians looked at this man who had just walked out of the inn, and he didn't know how thick the sky was.

However, the following events surprised them, and also made everyone who was resting in the inn really respect this alliance elder who met for the first time.

"Elder Long, is there something wrong?" Bao Ke, who heard the call, came and asked Zhao Long respectfully.

After hearing Paulk's words, the civilians understood.

The young man in front of him turned out to be Elder Zhao Long, who had been rumored on the mainland in the past few years, and it was Elder Zhao Long who had made human life turn from turmoil to stability.

The civilians stupidly looked at this Alliance Elder who was sitting cross-legged on the ground like themselves, not disgusted by his low status, and not disgusted by his dirty mess.

"From now on, you will recruit people, build a house like the transit station, remember, free of charge for the common people who come and go, provide them with free food, all the expenses are paid by me, as long as I live in this world, this rule will continue." After arranging the order, Zhao Long stuffed a chicken leg into the hand of a malnourished and timid little boy.

"Yes, Elder Dragon." Bao Ke, who heard Zhao Long's order, responded loudly after staying for a while.

Vari laughed, and he whistled and went to the bath.

Not far away, looking at the members of the alliance who were going to rectify here for a day or two, their eyes when they looked at Zhao Long had changed from surprise and respect to respect and admiration.

There used to be many people who had such an idea, but to build a house on the border, the first thing to do is to build a large magic array, so that monsters who like to attack from the bottom of the sand and dirt will not have a chance, and the built house will be safe.

However, this requires a lot of gems and money, which is not something that the average person, not a multi-millionaire can afford.

So when Zhao Long made such a decision, the respect in their hearts really emerged.

Most of Zhao Long's prestige and fame were fought by himself in the battle of the monster siege more than ten years ago, and the rest was obtained by helping and helping the transfer and mercenaries over the years.

However, the former is touted, and the latter is confined to Camp Roger.

Although Akara and the others have been touting Zhao Long for years, most people still don't believe it outside of Rog's camp.

In their minds, Akara, Kane, Kidd, Kashya, and Varif are the real backbones of the Rogge Continent.

After all, the prestige and contributions of a few of them to the alliance over the centuries are not something that anyone can surpass at once.

Zhao Long, who was born as a street child, soon got along with the civilians.

Knowing what the civilians needed, it didn't take long for the quiet civilians to burst into laughter.

Zhao Long, who is completely empathetic and unpretentious, does these things out of instinct, but in Varif's eyes, it is different.

He saw the talent of Zhao Long's politician and the future king.

In the evening, when he went to bed after the meeting, Varif broke down again.

Since more than a dozen people were already living in the other rooms, Varif had to sleep in the same bed as Zhao Long.

Zhao Long's sleeping appearance, Varif had already seen it in the camp, and it was terrifying.

Late at night, Zhao Long's sleeping performance began.

The sound of grinding teeth, turning around to hug him, Ada kicking the quilt, and drooling

The mixture of these sounds kept Variif awake from sleeping.

After he got up and got out of bed, he touched his wet cheek that had just been kissed by his "comrades", looked at the wet pillow on the bed, and looked at Zhao Long, who was originally sleeping straight, but now he was leaning sideways and occupying the entire bed.

Variif cried.

In silence, with two lines of tears, he lay down on the floor of his dear.

The next day, after learning that Zhao Long was going to stay here for three more months, Warif decided to abandon Zhao Long and go back first.

Varif, who had only eaten half of his breakfast, told Zhao Long to set off for Lugoin by himself in three months, and he would not come to pick him up and then disappeared.

The people inside and outside the transit station were stunned as they stared at the red smoke in the distance, wondering why Varif was in such a hurry to get out of here.

And he didn't even say hello.

But who knows the pain in the heart of Variv! (To be continued......)