The war headquarters in the city of Warjmara temporarily requisitioned a closed commercial building and built a field hospital in just two days.

The field hospital can accept hundreds of wounded soldiers every day, and many soldiers who are injured while defending the city will be carried directly to the hospital by the auxiliary soldiers, so that the treatment pressure on the Surdak side is suddenly relieved.

Due to the 'Divine Blessing Body' being able to stabilize the injuries of the seriously wounded guards and help the seriously injured soldiers through the most dangerous periods, the mortality rate of wounded soldiers walking out of the Surdak treatment room is much lower than that of the field hospital, and here in Surdak, the local indigenous guards of the maca plane are not discriminated against, and many of the wounded guards will still line up outside the treatment room, waiting for the Khalanza Guard Battalion knight to spare more time to treat him.

In order to allow Surdak to have more time for treatment, there are always some inexplicable cases of indigenous guards assisting in the defense section of the wall where the knights of the Hylantha Guard Battalion are on duty, and those indigenous guards who organize themselves sometimes bring some local fruits to the knights of the guard battalion.

And for this knight of the guard battalion who is always not doing his job, Karl, who is the leader of the support squadron of the Hylantha guard battalion, has always given him the greatest freedom within his authority.

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The climate of the maca plane is warm and pleasant, most of the land is covered with vegetation, and the mountains and forests outside the city are mixed with vines and shrubs, and the hellhounds emerge from the dense jungle, which causes considerable trouble for the magicians in charge of detecting the whereabouts of the hellhounds, and the magicians dare not sneak into the dense forest on the magic handles, so they cannot accurately trace the source of the hellhounds.

The sun shines through the Taylor trees overhead, leaving specks of light on the sidewalks along the walls of the city.

There was a faint scent of trees in the air, and on the fifth day of arriving in the city of Volzhmara, the Haylanza guard battalion was once again on rotation, and Surdak put down what he was doing and finally had a chance to enter the city.

He and Karl went out into the streets, the city was full of warriors in leather armor and armed arms, and occasionally some knights on war horses would pass by the streets, and the original promise to equip the Hylanza guard battalion with war horses has not been fulfilled until now, Viscount Emmett communicated with the Plane War Command and learned that the knights waiting for the war horses are not the only ones in the Hylanza guard battalion.

The main gate of the city of Vožmara was less than a kilometer away from the section of the wall guarded by the Hylanza guard battalion, and Surdak could see from a distance a whole group of heavy cavalry gathered at the gate, and these horses were neatly lined up in the streets, and the neighing of the horses could be heard.

The city gate was slowly opened, and there was a loud sound of shaking when the drawbridge fell, and then hundreds of heavily armored infantry rushed out of the city with heavy shields, and a defensive wall made of shields was placed on the drawbridge at the city gate.

In the past two days, as a large number of reinforcements have entered the city of Vožmara, the war command has been trying to send the Knights and Heavy Infantry Regiments to fight outside the city, in order to open up the situation in the vicinity of the city of Vožimara and make some preparations for the next large-scale counteroffensive.

Karl watched with some envy as the heavy cavalry rode out of the city, and the crowds on both sides of the street erupted in cheers and shouts of encouragement, and the city gate seemed crowded, and the two did not continue to walk that way, but into a narrow alley.

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The city is much bigger than the city of Hylanza, and the five neighborhoods of the city are distinctly divided, with the rich district, the business district, the industrial district, the slum area X2, and so on.

In the city of Vłřímara, where the ghetto of the Imperials and the ghetto of the local natives were two completely incompatible neighborhoods, Surdak and Karl walked into this narrow alley with wet moss walls on both sides, and the stone pavements in the alley were littered with debris, and this narrow alley smashed into the slums of Vłjmara like a spider's web.

Droplets of water fell from the eaves of the roof and shattered on the stone slabs on the side of the street......

An old indigenous man with a wrinkled face wiped his hand on the stone slab, grabbed the mashed herbs out of the stone trough, and pinched them into slimy green cakes and stuck them to the young man's wounds.

The natives of the maca plane sat under the eaves on both sides of the alley, leaning together bare-chested, their faces did not seem to be in the panic of the hellhounds besieging the city, and many of these natives were wounded young men, some of them were using tarpaulins to maintain their armor, and some were sharpening their spears with whetstones.

The Nanai natives came out of the depths of the mountains and into the bustling city, and then gradually adapted to life here.

Most of the natives are engaged in the dirtiest, hardest and most tiring work in the city, of course, the natives have another way out - to join the army, the Green Empire implements a universal recruitment system, but if you reach the age limit, you can still stay in the barracks, and you can receive a monthly salary, so there are also some natives who are professional soldiers.

A young native guide, standing under the eaves, saw Surdak and Karl approaching, muttered a few words to his companions, and then walked briskly out into the street barefoot, greeted Karl humbly, and led them deeper into the alley.

The roads here are intricate, and it is easy for unfamiliar people to get lost when they walk into them, and only those who have lived here since childhood can find the nearest way.

The guide led Surdak and Ka into a street that looked more lively, flanked by taverns and inns, some scantily clad street girls leaned against the stone pillars next to the gate, showing their money to passers-by, and the native guide stood in the street, pointed to the innermost part of the street, and said to Karl, "Lord Knight, that orphanage is in the innermost part of this street." ”

Some of the young Imperial paups on the street made frequent provocative movements towards the Nanai guide, but the Nanai guide only pretended not to see it, and whispered to Karl: "This street is the dividing line between our Nanai people and the imperial poor, we rarely step on this street, and they will not come to our side." ”

"If you meet outside, will there be a fight?" Carl asked curiously.

The Nanai guide puffed up his chest and said proudly, "If you leave here, they won't dare to provoke us." ”

"The poor people who live here are a group of imperial people who entered the maca plane a long time ago, and they were originally going to make a career, but after falling for various reasons, they stayed in the city of Warjmara, and after a few generations, they have made it their home." Karl whispered to Surdak, then turned to the Nanai guide and asked, "What if we are going over there to do something?" ”

"There's a guide on their side on this street." The Nanai guide said with some embarrassment.

The three of them walked down the street to a dilapidated courtyard, which was not very large, with some purple morning glories growing on the fence wall of the door, and delicate little trumpets blooming outside the wall, and at the door hung a shabby wooden sign with a line written crookedly in imperial script: 'Wožmala Orphanage'.

Standing at the door of the orphanage, Karl asked the native guide, "Does this orphanage belong to your Nanai or to the poor of the Empire?" ”

The native guide scratched his head vigorously, and it took a while to understand Karl's question, shook his head and said awkwardly: "None belong, we Nanai will not have an orphanage, the children of Nanai belong to the god Paglio, and we will raise them together." Don't look at how these poor people of the empire are not doing well, their orphanages are between the slums and the rich areas, and there are many rich people who are willing to go where to express their kindness. This orphanage is dedicated to mestizo children. ”

“……”

In the courtyard, a group of children were sitting on a bench in the yard holding a wooden bowl to eat, and an old woman hunched over stood in front of the wooden table with a wooden barrel, holding a wooden spoon in her hand while scooping out vegetable soup from the bucket, and said: "Eat well, you have been shouting all day long to grow up quickly, how can you eat so little?" ”

Carl and Surdak pushed open the wooden door and walked in from the outside, looking at a group of children holding vegetable porridge, eating silently with their heads down, and did not make a sound while eating. Hearing footsteps at the gate of the courtyard, all the children looked out in unison.

Surdak was shocked to find that these children obviously had characteristics that did not belong to humans, but they were not indigenous children either, they should be a group of half-elves, half-orcs, or other strange features, pointed ears, stuffed ears, two-colored eyes, and a kitten beard on their mouths, each child was different, but without exception, they could not be considered pure-bloods.

At the very end of the wooden bench, Carl also unexpectedly saw the little girl who had picked up the Tairo fruit, but he didn't expect her to live in the orphanage.

The little girl apparently saw Carl at a glance, and she was so excited that she jumped off the stool at once, but was pulled by an older child next to her.

The indigenous guide who stood at the door whispered: "This kind of mixed-race child, the public orphanage in Warzhmara City does not take in, this kind of child is full of destructive power, violent and obedient, if you want to make them sensible and obedient, you need to pay great patience to communicate with them, build trust with them, not every orphanage mother is willing to do this!" ”

Karl frowned and didn't speak, he knew that if such a mixed-race child entered the kilometer orphanage, most of the taxpayers in the city of Warzhmara would protest to the city governor, and the city hall could not waste taxpayers' money in this way, because the parents of such children basically did not pay taxes to the tax collector, so they could not enjoy ordinary civil rights.

These people are generally inferior to the paupers, and are basically prostitutes. Women, thieves, homeless people, etc., and such people themselves have difficulty surviving, so they are more likely to abandon their children.

Karl asked the native guide, "That's why there's an orphanage here?" ”

Before the natives could reply, the old woman with the barrel bent over and said, "It can only be regarded as a shelter, and they really have nowhere to go, so they will come here." ”

Then, she glanced at the children on the bench behind her with soft eyes, smiled slightly, and said, "They are all a group of good children, but they don't know how to express themselves." ”

Karl asked the old woman, "There is a half-elf archer who is very good at archery, and he is also an orphan who came out of here?" ”

When the old lady heard that a few people were looking for a half-elf archer, a trace of worry and panic flashed in her eyes, and she held her rough hands on her chest and asked with a bitter face, "Are you here to find Samira?" My poor child, what wrong she has done again, please forgive her, everything she has done is for the shelter here. ”

She didn't even ask Samira what she had done wrong, she was exonerating her, and it seemed that the half-elven archer had a bad track record in the past, as rumored.

"Oh no!" Karl straightened up, and immediately had an upright and trustworthy temperament, which can be said to be one of the eight virtues of knighthood, and said to the old lady: "She has been holding on to the arrow tower lately, and has been withstanding us against the siege of the hellhounds, and she is the best archer among us, and she is the most of them all. ”

When the old lady heard Carl say this, she asked with a puzzled expression, "Are you sure she didn't do anything wrong?" You haven't lost anything important...... For example, a property like a silver hammer? ”

There seemed to be a gleam of relief in her cloudy eyes.

"I'm pretty sure, no!" Carl placed his hands on his chest, two fingers pressed against his chest. On the former knight's coat of arms.

The old lady excitedly raised her hand above her head and said happily, "Thank God, since you are Samira's partner, please sit down, Aya, and go and make a pot of tea for the guests!" ”

She warmly pulled the three of them and invited them to sit down in the courtyard, while saying: "No wonder the children are shouting to go to the city wall to pick up the Tairo fruit, today I was grounded and they are also messing with me, it turns out that they are picking fruit in the street behind Samira......"

At the mention of the half-elf archers, the old lady had a soft look in her eyes, like a kind grandmother proudly boasting about her favorite granddaughter.

Karl and Surdak looked at each other, and felt that there was no need to tell the kind old lady about Samira's current situation, and that the half-elf archers were fighting their arms to kill more hellhounds, apparently to earn more money for the shelter.

Surdak didn't know how long the half-elf archer's rotten arm would last, and he didn't advise the half-elf archer to overdraw his body, as this would make that arm useless quickly, and when the time came, he would probably find it difficult to hold the forest bow again.

Carl touched the money bag in his waist bag, his expression was a little embarrassed, he had just used all his savings to buy a set of magic pattern construction, and the pocket was cleaner than his face during this time.

Surdak took a gold coin from his money bag and handed it to Karl.

Karl smiled, gave a 'thank you' look, and then shoved the gold coin into the old woman's hand, and told her not to tell Samira the news of their visit.

After saying this, the three of them slowly turned around and walked out of the orphanage.

Until the three of them walked far away, the old woman was still standing at the door of the orphanage and looking out from afar......

Surdak felt that a faint glow of holiness shrouded her body, and it was she who used her years to shine brightly in this forgotten corner of goodness.