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Chapter 197 When happiness knocks on the door(1/2)

Today is destined to be an extraordinary day for Silver Moon City, but when happiness knocks on the door, not everyone is ready, and they may even encounter a disaster in advance.

Winter in the North always comes so early, and the weather is gloomy. For Levi, the 'breeze' that makes him feel cool always makes a hunting sound when blowing in the temporary tents built with wood and linen in the square.

, just listening to the howling wind makes me feel cold.

The refugees who had received relief food huddled inside with numb and desperate faces, trying to reduce their physical and caloric consumption as much as possible.

The orc wolf cavalry arrived so suddenly that many people had no time to bring anything with them when they fled. Many people even wore patched cotton and linen pajamas.

In the endless plains, the refugees who fled on two feet were almost the same as two-legged sheep in the eyes of the orcs.

No, maybe there is a difference. Two-legged ones can't run as fast as four-legged ones.

If it weren't for a militiaman on the watchtower who insisted on lighting the beacon before dying after being hit by an arrow, allowing Alustriel to open the portal himself to save the situation, then the Silver Moon Knights would ring the bell in the middle of the night to assemble for rescue.

, let the group of orcs retreat immediately after getting their trophies. I am afraid that most of the refugees in the city will die again at this moment.

Although the orcs would not use corpses as rations when their food reserves are sufficient, feeding them to wargs is also a good choice, and skulls with soul fragments remaining are also good materials for shamans to cast spells or make sacrifices.

The Herbert family was one of these refugees who had a lucky escape. The reason why they were able to survive as a family was probably due to the old horse that went to the battlefield with him and accompanied him in farming.

When the disaster occurred, because he was one of the first people to respond to Silvermoon City's call, the reclamation land he was assigned was closer to Silvermoon City.

So the family of three could ride on that old horse, which was as thin as a bamboo pole, and run all the way towards Silver Moon City.

Their family was rescued by the Silver Moon Knights, but the old horse that had been following him for half his life closed his eyes forever.

Yes, Herbert is a retired veteran of Silvermoon City. He was unfortunately shot in the knee by a stray arrow while participating in the Silvermoon City defense battle more than 20 years ago. In addition, he was not treated in time and left sequelae.

Became a cripple.

Originally, the superior was sympathetic, and because of his outstanding military exploits, he planned to arrange a job for him to guard the city gate so that he could spend the rest of his life peacefully.

But the battle to defend the city was too brutal, and even more bloody and brutal street fighting broke out after it was breached by the orcs.

If Alustriel and the others had not come to the rescue in time and activated Silver Moon Mystery Lock's [Vanguard Spell] to reverse the situation of the war and quell the civil strife within the royal power, Silver Moon City would have ceased to exist.

The brothers suffered heavy casualties, and there were not many who were disabled like him.

After much thought, Herbert declined the offer and gave it to a brother who needed it more. In Silvermoon City, he worked as a dock porter and sold swords.

It wasn't until Alustriel formed the Silver Moon Alliance and won a great victory in the Moon Forest that he, who was still single at the time, responded to the Supreme Mage's call, carried a hoe, and plunged into the undeveloped northern grasslands.

A few years later, I was lucky enough to meet my current wife and have a lovely child.

In addition, he was willing to endure hardships and gradually became a well-known farmer with a relatively well-off family.

It's a pity that there is nothing now.

Originally, he thought that after escaping into Silvery Moon City, he could at least start over.

But when they entered the city with their bewildered wife and children, they found that the number of refugees was much greater than they imagined.

After more than 20 years of development, the northern farm of Silver Moon City has accommodated at least more than 40,000 refugees, more than the population of Silver Moon City.

Although farmers in many places were not affected by the disaster, after they discovered that those watchtowers could not stop the massive invasion of the new orc tribe, a panic broke out.

With so many refugees and such a delicate juncture, he knew that their lives would probably be very difficult.

As he expected, in the first week, Silvermoon City was at least barely able to maintain their relief consumption.

But as time goes by, the porridge becomes visibly bland.

For a middle-aged man like him, it was impossible to fill his stomach.

But he didn't dare to risk going out of the city to hunt. Their family's ability to resist risks was too low.

He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of how his children and wife will make a living after he dies.

Moreover, the refugee camp is now full of dragons and snakes, and the child is still a fourteen-year-old boy. Can he protect his mother?

The situation has indeed worsened as he expected. Before it was their turn today, the relief food had been collected in advance.

He broke away from his old military relationship and found out that the city's food reserves had indeed been exhausted.

Because the Northland Farm is the granary of Silver Moon City, the grain from the autumn harvest was looted before it could be stored in the warehouse, so the grain collected by other city-states was still on the Riven River.

Originally, it would be okay to wait for a day or two, but his wife contracted the cold, and he was really worried if he didn't get some nutritional supplements.

And at this time, there was a nasty incident where a damn grain dealer hired people to collect relief grains.

Just when Herbert was about to step forward and subdue that damn guy, the events that followed turned around several times and stunned even a big man like him.

First, the political officer Ms. Tagda came forward, but was rejected by the businessman. Then the elf businessman appeared out of nowhere.

That's a real trench

Nowadays, the extremely precious food appears in containers one by one, forming a mountain of meat and mushrooms.

What just made him a little confused was, didn't things like Cavins rats only appear deep underground?

And thanks to the elf merchant, he queued up to receive a fat-headed fish, a rat-man front leg and some kind of myconoid mushroom.

Their family has to rely on this to survive until the subsequent food shipments arrive.

At this moment, Herbert was sitting around the embers of the fire with his wife and children. He had just finished drinking the hot fish soup, and his stomach was warm.

When your stomach is full, you have time to think about the future.

This is a brand new tribe of orcs, probably migrating down from the Spine of the World.

As long as they are not completely disabled, they will never dare to invade the territory of Silver Moon again, otherwise the Northland Farm will no longer be safe.

However, having been farming for more than 20 years, what can he rely on to support his family in the overcrowded Silver Moon City?

Just when Herbert comforted his wife and children and stared at the complicated flow of people outside the curtain, there was a loud noise outside.

"Hey! Boy! Can you give me a few more!"

"No! The mage master said that each person is limited to one."

"How about you give it to me and we'll send it to you."

"That's right!"

"Isn't it okay if I spend money to buy it?"

"This is unreasonable. Master Mage is watching from heaven. If I break the rules, I won't get paid!"

"Hey! What bad luck! But is this true? With this ticket declaration form, you can get a mushroom of this size by the ship at Yueqiao in the port?"

"It's not far from the port. You just have to go and see it."

"that is!"

"Mushrooms?" Herbert's heart moved. Could it be that the elf businessman has started to show kindness again?

They cut some mushrooms into the fish soup today, and he left most of them. It was delicious, nutritious, and delicious.

It would be great if I could get another one for free.

And just as he poked his head out of the shed, a piece of paper slapped his face.

"Fuck! Stop, little bastard! We have three people in our family!"

But that kid had already taken pictures all the way and disappeared.

He was afraid that if he went too slow, he wouldn't be able to get more mushrooms.

Herbert muttered and tore the paper off his face. He glanced at it and saw the densely packed words on it. He instinctively got dizzy and said to himself:

‘I am illiterate, what can I tell from this’

But as soon as the idea came to him, his eyes widened.

He found that he, an illiterate, could actually understand the words on it!

No, he is still illiterate, but he can directly understand its meaning.

It’s like seeing the dead!

He suddenly remembered that he had once heard a field mage say that there seemed to be a spell called [Common Language Identification] that could allow him, an illiterate, to read and understand.

In other words, this piece of paper is actually enchanted!

This is too luxurious!

etc!

Judging from the way that kid presented his drawings, there should be hundreds or even thousands of them!

If every so-called 'application form' was enchanted, how many mages would have to spend so much effort to complete this work!

What he didn't know was that Li Wei had the magicians of the Battle Mage Group copy a total of 40,000 copies of such application forms using the [Scribe Technique]!

All of them were also enchanted with [Common Language Identification].

No way.

Livy expressed despair over the world's literacy rate.

In order to prevent their plan from becoming a joke, the nearly two hundred mages in the Battle Mage Group hardly did any magic at that time. They only memorized and used these two zero-level magic tricks every day.

Then he acts as a humanoid printing tool to produce flyers for his big boss.
To be continued...
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