Garfield took all the little maids captive at once, and snatched all the favor that the moon fox received at once, but this is exactly what the moon fox wants, so it doesn't want to be hugged.

Garfield, on the other hand, likes the feeling of being pampered and plays with the little maids.

Cromo is a little jealous, jealous of Garfield's treatment.

Before the Moon Fox didn't come, Cromo was the most favored in the Duke's Castle, and later the Moon Fox appeared and snatched Cromo's position, so Cromo often bullied the Moon Fox.

But after Cromo completely subdued the moon fox, another iron-eating beast came, which was more popular than the moon fox.

This immediately made Cromo very unhappy.

Cromo hides in the shadows, trying to stealthily destroy him.

Green turned to the other end of the balcony, and here it looked, it was Grimm Manor and Fantasy Manor, Green Manor was nothing to see, and it was not much different from the manors of most minor nobles.

The fantasy manor, on the other hand, is made up of one base after another.

In this base, there are either fantasy plants planted, or fantasy animals are raised, or there is a dark wizard living in it, using some black magic.

Further afield, there are sandy beaches and glowing mushroom caves.

The beach is clean, lined with hundreds of thorn vines, driving all moving creatures away from the surrounding area.

A cottage stands next to the beach, in front of which is a windsock tree that changes the direction of its leaves with the wind.

A little farther away, there is the lookout island, half of which is still dense, half of which has been cleared, and in the middle of which is a towering watchtower, on which sleeps a watchbird.

The watchbird is a fantastical creature that likes to be in high places, and except for the usual foraging time, it lands and basically moves on the watchtower, occasionally spreading its wings and cruising.

Suddenly, the watchbird screamed loudly as if it had seen something.

Because of the contract, Cromo quickly felt it, and at the same time, Green also felt it, Green looked to the north, and according to the information provided by the watchbird, there seemed to be some people who were heading this way.

Green frowned.

Caravans, this is impossible, because by this time it has entered winter, it has snowed, the weather is terrible, and no caravan likes to travel in such a season.

At the same time, Orleans has nothing to do with a caravan.

Whether it is Green hot sauce or umami, Green uses the method of auction, and the amount that everyone buys is very limited, a chamber of commerce, a nobleman, only need to send one person, it is enough.

If you are afraid of insecurity, at most two people.

No matter how much it is, it is not good, not to mention the waste of manpower, but also to attract attention.

With a thought, Green rose into the sky.

A spell condensed in front of Green's eyes, a powerful spell that allowed him to see farther away, the strangeness that the watchbird was now discovering.

A dozen ragged men appeared in Green's sight, one or two young men, mostly old men and children.

Obviously, this is a group of refugees.

As soon as Grimm's mind turned, he remembered that Orleans was located in the northerner part of the Duchy of Andrew, and the northern part of the Duchy of André happened to border the Orc Empire.

In winter, orcs would cross the mountains and come to the Duchy of André to raid.

Naturally, there will be small towns that suffer.

Those who are unlucky will die directly, and those who are lucky enough will be captured as slaves by the orcs and die in an unknown place after a period of torture, and a few will live longer.

Less, they can mix up in a good position and give advice to the orcs.

Compared with the orcs, humans resented this kind of humans who used the orcs as dogs' legs, even though they were all humans, but they helped the orcs to maim humans.

Those who are more fortunate lose some of their possessions, but their lives and freedom are preserved, that is, they escape from the orcs, then they have a choice.

Escape where you are and flee to a nearby city.

Such people are called refugees.

Normally, whether it is a small town or a city, these refugees will be taken in, after all, they are all human beings of the same country, and there is no reason not to help each other.

However, people's abilities are limited, and cities are okay with abundant funds, but small towns are different, and many residents of small towns cannot make ends meet on their own, and they cannot afford to accept refugees at all.

At this time, the town will turn a blind eye to the refugees and the gates will be closed.

A little better, maybe a little food.

Helplessly, as long as the refugees continue to travel, many refugees die on the way, hungry and cold, not physically strong, it is difficult to resist the past.

Then the refugees can only continue to the west, or to the south.

The group of refugees led by Veres was a group of refugees heading south, and at the beginning, Veres was heading west, because at the same distance, there were only a few small towns to the south, and to the west, there was a city.

But halfway through, a group of half-orcs forced Veres and them to change direction.

As a result, the situation is not optimistic for Veres.

What was originally a huge team was torn apart by the rush and turned into a sporadic small team, and in this case, it was even more difficult to hold on, and there was little hope.

Heading south, there are basically small towns, and it is impossible to help them as refugees.

But suddenly, when Veres raised his head, he was stunned.

Veres saw a city, not a very large one, but neatly built and cleanly walled, and it was clear that it was not an abandoned city, but a living one.

Veres' eyes sparkled.

However, Veres was also a little puzzled, in Verles's impression, this place was originally just a barren, it seemed like there was a town, but it was just a joke town.

Under normal circumstances, a small town has at least hundreds of households, but in this town, there are only a few dozen households, and it is only because there is a castle here that a small town is forcibly called.

So, how did this city come about?

Who could have built such a city in such a short period of time?

Veres didn't dare to imagine.

"Grandpa Veres?"

Veres smiled and said, "It's the city, we have been saved." ”

No matter what kind of doubts they have, but now there is only one way in front of Veres, and if they miss this city, what awaits them is really only a dead end.

Across the wall, is the huge central square.

Wide, neat and clean.

More than a dozen people leisurely paced the square, quiet and peaceful.

Compared to the small town of Villes, this is almost like paradise.

The entry of Veres and his entourage instantly attracted everyone's attention.