Chapter 349: The Banished Heresy

Cecil led, in the lord's study.

The recent population relocation report was sent to Gao Wen's desk, and Gao Wen looked at every number on it seriously, with a very devoted expression.

The situation is not much different from what he expected - after the month of recovery, a new wave of immigrants began, and this time, the number of refugees who moved into Cecil's territory far exceeded the number of serfs and slaves purchased. .

The news of Cecil's acceptance of refugees has spread and spread throughout the autumn and winter, and now it has spread to all corners of the southern border. Even the least well-informed commoners know that the pioneering territory next to the Dark Mountains is approaching. Unconditional absorption of foreign population, and anyone on that land has the opportunity to obtain land, housing and the status of a free citizen. During the entire Frost Moon phase last year, Gawain spared no effort to promote this matter, and now he finally saw the effect.

Byron Knight released a large number of employment news in the southern border through his mercenary channel in the past, and fulfilled every transaction, so those merchants who operated ships and motorcades tasted the sweetness in the process, and also established Cecil Land. With enough trust, the work of receiving and attracting displaced people has entered a state of a virtuous circle.

Now, there is no need for the Byron Knights to send people around, there is a fixed "immigrant caravan" running between various territories and doing this "new business". Those who are bold and careful and have a good relationship with the mercenaries Caravan owners can find displaced people in various places or seek helpers who wish to go to Cecil Land for various reasons. These merchants hold license documents issued by Duke Cecil and transport these people to Cecil Land for free. Then they get paid from the Government Affairs Office according to the number of people transported, and even some mercenaries put down their swords and bought a few caravans to start a similar business - collecting refugees and immigrants and sending them to Cecil Land. became a profession...

And in the process, Gao Wen took action to rectify several times of daring behaviors that did not abide by the law, and executed a group of criminals who tried to abduct people or abuse immigrants. The concept of the strictness of Cecil's decree was imprinted in the minds of those merchants and mercenaries.

Compared with the increase in the number of immigrants, what makes Gawain more happy is the optimization of the occupational structure of the new immigrants. Last year, the people who moved into the Cecil Land were basically slaves and homeless people without any skills, such as craftsmen, Under normal circumstances, people like scholars would not be reduced to homelessness and slavery. Therefore, these technical talents are all "poached" at a high price, but in recent batches of immigrants Among the population, skilled craftsmen who voluntarily moved into the territory have appeared, and the presence of these people means one thing: the attraction of Cecil's territory is increasing.

People have stubborn suspicion and prejudice against this land at the foot of the Dark Mountains, which is difficult to change in a short period of time, but Cecil Territory has indeed established a firm foothold here, and it has a special place for technical talents. Favorable treatment, driven by enough interests, people's suspicion and prejudice will give in.

At the end of winter, Cecil Lord City had a population of more than 14,000. For this era, this is already enough to be called a "medium-sized city". These populations still have a lot of loopholes for the establishment of an industrial system. Now, with the increasing number of immigrants and the continuous optimization of the immigration structure, the population of Gao Wen has always been troubled. The problem finally began to gradually ease.

Putting down the report document in his hand, Gao Wen sighed in relief, then stood up and prepared to move his body.

But just as he was about to stand up, the window of the study suddenly opened automatically, and a cold wind blew into the room.

Gao Wen raised his hand and knocked in the air: "Can't you come in through the door once in a while?"

Amber's figure appeared with this brain collapse, the half-elf lady covered her head and looked at Gawain with dissatisfaction: "Why do you Cecil family like to knock people's heads? Two days ago I'm joking with Rebecca and she's going to hit me on the head with a stick too - can't you leave some good ancestral lessons for future generations?"

"Knocking people's heads is not my ancestor's motto, knights are better than mages," Gawain glanced at this guy, "Tell me, what's the situation - you should be wandering around the city to fish for this o'clock. right."

"I was patrolling the territory for you!" Amber retorted with a squinting eye, then raised his finger and pointed in the direction of the dock area, "A new ship has arrived at the dock with a group of people who want to settle here... But the situation is a bit complicated, and the people at the registry can't make up their minds, so I'll come to you."

"Is it an immigrant ship?" Gawain frowned, not knowing what to report about this kind of thing, "As long as it is not a vicious infectious disease, several types of criminals who are prohibited from being admitted, and people who have been trafficked here, they will be directly registered and sent to the buffer camp. No? And even the three cases I just mentioned, there should be corresponding handling regulations."

"The new situation," Amber spread his hands, "is a heresy persecuted by religion..."

Gawain: "...Huh?"

Soon, he and Amber came to the dock area in the north of the city. In the brand-new, cement-paved dock space, he saw the soldiers maintaining order, the ship owner explaining the situation to the soldiers, and the frowning and haggard people. new immigrants.

"The lord is here! The lord is here!"

Soon someone noticed Gawain's figure (the two-meter-tall man was indeed eye-catching everywhere), and the crowd who gathered to saluted immediately backed away. Gawain walked to the center of the incident, and he first quickly looked at those people. A glance at the "heretic immigrant" who is clearly in a state of unease.

There are more than 20 of them, including men and women, as well as several children. They are dressed in different clothes. Some wear ordinary burlap clothes, while others wear wool coats that are quite high-grade in this era. But in general, these people should be dressed in the middle or upper part of the civilian population.

And these people who were supposed to live comfortably had apparently gone through a long and not very comfortable journey, their faces were pale and haggard, their hair was messy and greasy, their cheeks were sunken and shivering in the cold wind, they looked around at the people around them. His eyes showed panic and fear, especially when he saw Gawain.

Seeing the situation of these people and thinking of what Amber told him on the road, Gawain guessed what happened to these people. At the same time, these "refugees" also knelt down and saluted after confirming the status of the nobles in front of them. , the captain of the ship with a big beard in a brown coat also knelt down and said, "Lord Lord, I just sent these people here—"

Gawain raised his hand and stopped the captain's defense and flickering: "Let's all stand up first. Where do these people come from?"

The refugees stood up, and the captain of the boat also stood up nervously, not bowing in front of Gawain: "Master Hui, it's from the Holy Spirit Plain."

"It's really a short road..." Gawain frowned, "What is the so-called 'exiled heresy'?"

"It's too serious to say that, lord lord," the captain said hurriedly, "these people ran out because someone in their local church was doing sorcery. They were afraid of being implicated and didn't dare to stay in their hometown... …”

Gawain nodded, looked at the shivering people, and pointed at one of them: "Tell me what's the situation."

"I...we didn't do anything, those priests said we were the... minions of the cultists, robbed our house...house, and kicked us out..." The one selected by Gawain was a A sturdy man who looks very honest and honest, he stammered, and he didn't know whether he was nervous in the face of the big nobles or was born like this, "We are catching people everywhere, burning...burning people, too...too... "

"Hey, stop talking, you stammering, you stained the ears of the lord!" A woman next to the man interrupted him, the woman was nervous and bowed to Gao Wen repeatedly, "Master, we They are all honest and responsible commoners, who farm at home or do some small business..."

"Who judged that you were the servants of cultists?" Gawain directly interrupted these people who could not even describe their own situation, and asked a straightforward question, "Which church pastor? Why do they make judgments?"

"Yes... the priests of the Church of the Holy Light," a man in a woolen coat said, "last winter, several families in the city were kidnapped by cultists, and the bodies were only found a few days later. The priests and knights found the cultists hiding in the city, and after burning those cultists to death, they started to search the whole city... They said that only the Holy Light can identify the cultists hidden among ordinary people, so what they said Everyone believes it."

As Gawain listened, his brows slowly wrinkled.

Amber leaned beside him, tried to stand on tiptoe and whispered: "Hey, let me tell you, I'm afraid it will be troublesome to bring these people in..."

Gao Wen was expressionless: "Trouble?"

"The priests of the Holy Light are extremely difficult to deal with," Amber muttered, "and they have more noses than dogs, and like to associate everything with 'evil', 'heretic' and the like. These people who were expelled by the Holy Light Sect came in, maybe they will use the topic to play."

"This kind of trouble doesn't matter," Gawain said casually, "The Church of the Holy Light has their review, I have mine, and in Cecil's territory, you must follow Cecil's rules. Review these people according to the prescribed procedures, Call Pittman too to see if they really have a magical reaction, and if there is no problem, send them to the buffer camp."

Gawain did not believe in the "heretic judgment" made by the Church of the Holy Light, especially after hearing the experiences of these people, but he would not blindly believe in these refugees because of his doubts about the Church of the Holy Light, so he Will confirm their identities before putting them into the city. Pittman can recognize the aura of the Fallen Druid magic. So far, the little old man's judgment is still very accurate. He can confirm whether these people are believers of the Society for the Death of All Things, but if they are eternal sleepers...

It would be even simpler. Gawain went back to the Internet to see if there were any unfamiliar IPs around him.

As for the children of the storm... Gawain thinks that there is no need to worry, those guys have completely withdrawn from the land, and now they are in full swing with the deep-sea salted fish spirits.

And if it weren't for the members of the three dark sects mentioned above, the remaining unpopular cult members would basically be unable to hide the cross-examination and observation procedures in the buffer camp.

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