Chapter 901: The Witch From Afar (Part 2)

"What do you want to ask?" Azima asked sideways.

"Scroll..." Wentillo grabbed her hand worriedly. If what Tilly said was right, these people didn't even come for Neverwinter, but the differences that had existed among the witches of Sleeping Island. If it is not handled properly, not only will the Witch Union get involved, but it will also reduce the newcomers' trust in them, and that will not be worth the candle.

"It's okay," the latter raised her eyebrows at her, and then pointed to the witch who wanted to return to the East, "Since you miss your hometown, it should not be abandoned by your family, but under the pressure of the church, you have no choice but to return to the east." Leaving the Eastern Territory and following the other refugees to the Sleeping Island, am I right?"

"So what?" Azima hurriedly replied.

"The situation in the eastern region is like this." Faced with the red-haired witch's aggression, Shujuan didn't care at all, "Since the queen of clear water, Garcia, sacked Haifeng County and Jinsui City, that land has not recovered. First, the evil plague spread by the church was rampant, and then it was messed up by Timothy, the fields were deserted, and people couldn't make ends meet, and many people became refugees."

The witch's face showed obvious worry, but Azima still insisted, "If you don't take a look with your own eyes, who knows if what you said is true."

"Since His Majesty Roland launched the refugee shelter plan two years ago, the population of Neverwinter has exceeded 100,000, and more than 70% of them come from all parts of Graycastle, especially the refugees from the eastern and southern borders." Scroll said methodically. , "The relatives you are familiar with are likely to be among them - can you tell me where you once lived? A town or village, any unique landscapes and outputs around it will do."

"Do you want to use this clue to find her family? She was not born in a big city. Every street and alley around her has a name, and every neighbor knows what each other is called!"

Scroll didn't reply, but brushed his hair together, and looked at the witch with encouraging eyes, as if he was patiently waiting for a student's answer in class.

"My village... has no name." After hesitating for a long time, the other party said in a low voice. Traveling merchant from the past. If there is one, some people who have been out call it sixteen."

"Ten...six?" Wendy repeated unconsciously.

"Because when they returned from Jinsui City, the sixteenth village they passed was their home."

Shujuan closed his eyes and asked slowly, "Let me think about it... there is a tributary of the Sanwan River behind that village, right?"

"In the east, the tributaries of the Sanwan River are everywhere." Azima snorted, "Without river water for irrigation, how can the village take root?"

"But that one is different," Scroll waved his hand, "it's shallow and narrow, not only can't pass through the boat, but even the riverbed will be exposed during the dry season, which is why the villages built on it can't transport food by water—but until In Village No. 16, the tributary stream stops abruptly and turns into a huge lake. Even when the stream stops, the lake will not dry up. Therefore, the wheat fields in the village always grow more lush than those in other villages, right?"

The witch couldn't help but widen her eyes, "Have you been there?"

"I've heard it mentioned before," Shujuan was silent for Xiaohui, "that person is in Neverwinter now, but he's not a resident of Sixteen Village."

"What's the meaning?"

"You should ask him yourself," she turned to look at the city hall clerk who was in charge of registration, "Watt, ID number 0024578, furnace worker, should be recycling waste slag in North Slope No. 2 area now, go and bring him here .”

"Yes, my lord." The latter responded and left.

Half an hour later, the clerk led a big red-faced man to the residential area.

"I don't know him..." The witch sized him up and shook her head in denial.

"There's nothing to talk about now, right?" Azima sneered, "There are so many people in the entire Eastern Region, you think you can just—"

"Ah, could it be... are you Tie Lan's daughter?" The big man interrupted her with a joyful voice, "God bless, you are still alive, and you are so big!"

The witch was stunned, "The Tie Lan you mentioned...is my mother?"

"Otherwise, who else, your eyes are very similar to hers, especially the mole at the corner of the eye, it is exactly the same!" Watt cried, "but then again, you look much better than your mother. Wait Wait, don't you remember me? No wonder, you were still young when I left the village, and you were gone when I came back. At that time, your name was... Lanwa, I remember correctly, right? Tie Lan gave you the name , are all names for beautiful flowers."

"That's just my childhood nickname—" the witch said embarrassedly, "I'm called Doris now."

"Oh, that's a good name too. Do you know that when I was digging a canal in Sixteen Village, everyone talked about you the most—they all thought you were abducted by a witch. And..."

After listening to Watt's nagging for a while, Wendy finally figured out the ins and outs. It turned out that this red-faced man lived next to Shiliu Village, which should be called Shiwu Village according to the naming rules. The two villages are not far apart, so the communication is fairly close. Envious of the water sources in the neighboring villages, he first went to Jinsui City to learn canal-digging techniques, and then returned to his hometown to gather a group of villagers, intending to widen the lake to the fifteenth village. Because of this, he stayed in Shiliu Village for a long time.

"Then my parents, and my eldest brother, are they... still in the village?" Doris obviously believed Watt's statement, and after finally waiting for the other party to stop nagging, she asked eagerly, "Or, Did they all come to the Western Territory too?"

Scroll sighed lightly.

The expression of the red-faced man also dimmed, "They failed to reach Neverwinter City smoothly... The third prince's army robbed everyone of their food, and the group rushed to the capital hungry and thirsty, but encountered a ferocious attack. The plague. The nobles in the city shut us out and let us howl and struggle by the city wall. People in several villages almost died in pieces, and only a few survived until His Majesty sent a rescue team." He paused , "And your family... didn't make it through."

"No..." Doris covered her mouth, stood there for a while, and then cried helplessly.

"I'm sorry, child," Watt panicked, as if he wanted to comfort her, but he didn't know what to do. Finally, he had to walk over and gently put his hand on her head. Having mentioned your name, she would be very relieved to know that you are still alive and doing well, so... don't cry."

Doris bit her lips tightly and nodded slightly, but her crying became louder.

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