Chapter 96 The 100 Late Arrivals

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The aid that the pioneers had been waiting for for more than a month has finally arrived.

Earlier in the day, a fast boat flew down from the upstream and stopped at the edge of the logging field in the west. Then the messenger who got off the ship communicated with the soldiers stationed at the logging field and informed the capital from the capital. When Gawain's team was about to arrive, the soldiers rode on fast horses and quickly sent the news to the camp. Gawain immediately stopped his work and went to the camp dock to prepare for the response.

This pier was built and rebuilt on the basis of the temporary pier. Although it has not yet reached the standard for long-term use, it already has a wider plank road and a stronger structure. On its west side is a sawmill. On the east side, a large open space is reserved for future expansion. There are already many people standing in the open space. Everyone is curious about what the team from the capital looks like. Almost half of the entire camp has gathered here. .

Gawain did not stop all this, on the contrary, it was authorized by him: the support team from San Sunil City played a big role in calming the hearts of the territory, and in this place lacking all kinds of entertainment, the boring labor itself Pressure will accumulate, and something new in the territory is one of the most effective ways to enhance the vitality of the masses.

Amber stood on the plank road of the pier, tiptoe looking at the upstream direction of the Baishui River, her body swayed to and fro, she couldn't help it after a while: "Why haven't you come yet... I feel I'm almost growing a spider's web."

"How fast is that spider," Gao Wen rolled his eyes at the girl, "You just arrived, so you've only been standing for fifteen minutes, okay?"

"Hey, what do you think the people from the Royal Capital look like?"

"Don't force yourself to look like a douchebag. What if you haven't been to the king?"

"Hey, it's really boring to talk to you," Amber pouted, but didn't hold on for a few seconds before he bbw again, "Hey, have you heard - the characters leading the team this time seem to be very unusual... …”

"Veronica, the only daughter of Francis II, the 'Holy Princess' who converted to the God of Light two years ago," Gawain said blankly, "Well, it was indeed a bit unexpected, I didn't expect this It is said that Her Royal Highness, who has stayed in the Cathedral of Holy Light all the year round and never participated in any political action, would come out and lead the team in person... tsk, unfortunately I don't know her, and I can't speculate anything."

Amber blew out of his nostrils disdainfully: "Hey, you nobles have a lot of hearts and minds. You have to analyze a conspiracy and tricks for everything. I wish that people's farts must have cause and effect."

Hetty, who was standing behind Gawain, frowned immediately: "It's vulgar,

No progress. "

Amber's eyes suddenly widened, and he was about to debate with Heidi, but Gawain suddenly raised his hand: "Save it, someone is here."

On the bank of the river blocked by the trees, a sail shadow crossed the trees and appeared on the water upstream of the Baishui River.

A beautiful large white boat, several small and medium-sized fast boats that looked like guards, were going down the river.

There was an obvious emblem of the Ansu royal family on the big ship, and its appearance also matched the situation reported by the messenger. There was no doubt that it was it.

At the same moment, the people on the "White Oak" also saw the camp that loomed over the distant river bank.

The craftsmen and apprentices have been bored in the cabin for many days, and their endurance in all aspects has actually reached its limit. , many people poured out from below the deck, squeezed to the side of the ship and looked into the distance, and a large neat, brand-new camp appeared in everyone's sight.

The size of the camp was much larger than they had imagined, and its neatness was surprising.

The people on the boat couldn't help but talk in a low voice - they knew what happened in Cecil's territory, and also that the construction of the pioneered land just started more than a month ago, and there were only 800 people involved in the construction. Refugees only. With the construction speed that people are familiar with in this era, with such a short period of time and so few people, being able to set up a mess of tents and surround them with a fence is already an incredible progress. The downstream camp...

It doesn't look like it could be built in such a short period of time!

They even saw a beautiful wooden pier next to the camp, and there were even quite a few wooden houses in the camp!

Veronica was also standing on the deck, but only on the upper deck at the bow, where craftsmen, apprentices, and vulgar sailors were not allowed to approach this place. Standing beside her was only a white priest's robe with short, plain-looking hair. A woman, and a middle-aged man in a silk coat with the emblem of the Royal Knights on his chest.

Unlike those who only know how to gather together and exclaim in confusion, Veronica just quietly gazed at the Cecil Pioneer Land in the distance, her radiant eyes could see more, farther and clearer.

She clearly saw that on the north side of the camp, on the south bank of the White Water River, there were countless daunting things lined up.

Veronica used the holy light to enhance her eyesight and took a closer look, her heart trembled suddenly, and even the calm and calm mood that was immersed in the holy light on weekdays fluctuated uncontrollably, and even almost affected her complexion.

It was actually countless blood-red skeletons like the remains of giants. They piled up like mountains on the bank of the river, and some huge skeletons were arranged along the river hundreds of meters away. The skeleton itself seemed to be decomposing every minute, just glanced at it, and she saw that several skeletons that had been propped up were actually severely damaged and weathered, as if they would turn into dust at any time.

Obviously, those skeletons were deliberately placed there, like spoils of war.

Veronica controlled her emotions well, but the middle-aged man next to her did not suppress her surprise. The guard with the badge of the Knights whispered after noticing the things next to the camp. A spell, and then a layer of arcane energy appeared in his eyes. He glanced in the direction of the camp with the eagle eye technique, and suddenly couldn't help exclaiming: "In the name of the king! What monster bones are those?! "

"More than two months ago, Duke Gawain Cecil warned my father that the aberrations in the magic tide had reappeared in this world. However, in my opinion, this warning did not attract enough attention. Veronica said lightly, with a holy rhythm in her voice, as if estranged from the world, "There is no doubt that these monsters are real, and the ancient hero defeated them again. ."

The middle-aged man said in a serious tone, "This matter must be reported to Your Majesty!"

"Yes, Deputy Captain Cohen," Veronica said quietly, "but this makes the situation even more difficult."

"You mean the east..." The deputy commander of the Knights, known as Cohen, hesitated before he could only sigh, "Natural and man-made disasters."

The White Oak finally docked.

Gawain watched the beautiful white ship slow down steadily, its sails were fully retracted, and some unnatural waves with magical reactions surged on both sides of the hull, pushing the ship precisely to In front of the pier, many people were standing on the deck, looking curiously at the direction of the camp, while several sailors came out from behind the crowd. They pushed out the springboard and put it between the deck and the trestle of the pier.

The crowd on the boat retreated to both sides. A group of soldiers first ran down the springboard and stood in two rows on the trestle. Only then did three people appear on the deck. A middle-aged man in the uniform of an officer of the Knights, but he doesn't look as elegant as a military general. Between the two is a man in a simple white robe with long pale blond hair, a gentle and quiet appearance, and an impressive temperament. Profound young lady.

Gawain could confirm with just a glance that the one standing in the middle was the legendary Saint Princess Veronica—because he had seen the portrait when he was in the capital...

"Mom, it's so beautiful," Amber couldn't help muttering in a low voice, "The real person looks more beautiful than the portrait... What did you eat to grow up..."

While muttering in a low voice, she glanced at Gao Wen, but saw that Gao Wen's eyes almost didn't stay on the beautiful and inhuman princess, but kept staring at the face next to the princess. The plain woman was watching, which made her not understand: "Hey, hey—what are you looking at? Could it be that there is something wrong with your aesthetics?"

Gawain woke up suddenly and looked at Amber in confusion: "Aesthetics? What aesthetics?"

"There's a beautiful princess over there who doesn't look like a human being. Why don't you look at the person next to you?"

Gao Wen casually said, "Don't make trouble, I just looked a little bit like someone I knew before, so I took a second look."

While speaking, the three people who got off the boat had already walked to the level ground, and Gawain decisively ended the conversation with Amber and stepped forward to meet him: "Welcome, welcome, your arrival is the greatest good news in these days. "

"It's also a great honor for me to meet the legendary hero seven hundred years ago." Veronica bowed her head slightly, her special ethereal and holy temperament and the vaguely mixed rhythm in her tone that did not resemble a human voice made Gawain He was stunned for a moment, but then returned to normal.

Immediately afterwards, Veronica smiled: "Should I talk to you in the way of meeting my elders?"

With these words, the peculiar temperament she had inadvertently revealed before quickly subsided, and her whole person became more "fresh".

"Don't be strict about etiquette, talk to an old guy like me who crawled out of the grave. If you really pay attention to etiquette, we both have to be tangled to death." Identity positioning, a few sentences will bring the atmosphere to a familiar rhythm, "Let's talk as an equal, let everyone on the boat go ashore and rest, although there is nothing too good here, but standing on the flat ground is better than standing on a boat. Click here, and then I'll show you around this camp..."

While speaking, he inadvertently glanced at the short-haired woman with ordinary face beside Veronica.

The "acquaintance" he told Amber before was of course false.

Because he couldn't explain the real situation to anyone at all.

In his eyes, the woman standing beside Veronica was not a woman wearing a priest's robe at all—but a translucent light with human facial features!