Chapter 853 Gretel: Where Will These Victims Be Sent?

"Roscombe County, 5,018 people were expected to arrive, but they actually arrived..."

At the seaport reception point, the special receptionist sent by the parliament opened the record book of his subordinates, glanced at the registration number, and immediately shouted out:

"5018 people?!"

He pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, focused his gaze, and looked at it again carefully. Then he looked at Gretel standing next to him, the mage badge on his chest, and the oak staff in his hand, and nodded clearly:

There is an 8th level mage, and by the way, there is also an 8th level priest of the God of Nature, following him all the way, with a sufficient supply of healing skills. So, this is the secret why everyone arrives on time and no one is missing?

No wonder he was surprised. They have been picking up people here for more than half a month. There is always some difference between the number of people who should show up and the number of people who actually show up:

Injured on the way, sick on the way, escaped on the way, lost on the way...

Generally speaking, if the shortage ratio of a team is less than 1%, it can be considered to be stable; if it is less than 5%, it cannot be considered unacceptable.

Of course, the transfer personnel in the following counties are much more experienced. They will string the poor people up with ropes to ensure that no one is missing.

If there wasn't a necromancer accompanying him, maybe the dead man would be pulled up directly and follow the team all the way to the end?

Of course, there are also some teams that simply have too many people. For example, if you pick up a person who was lost in the previous team, you will be directly added to your own team.

In short, the parliament's assessment of transshipment personnel is closely related to how many people they transported and what percentage of the originally expected number they accounted for. The person in charge of this team really got the highest rating for nothing.

"Mr. Master, you are so awesome! Five thousand people! You brought them here safely and safely!"

The person in charge blurted out his sincere praise. Grete smiled sheepishly:

"I didn't do much... Food, accommodation, guidance, and various emergencies along the way were all arranged by the council along the way. I just walked around and took care of some places that needed treatment..."

"Having you here will help a lot! With a high-level mage like you here, these victims will have hope and will follow them!" The man in charge tried his best to praise, turned his head, and raised his voice again:

"What are you doing standing around! Checking! Pointing out people! Registration list! - I'm talking about you!"

Beside him, a dozen teenagers hugged thick record books and ran out quickly. The person in charge smiled sheepishly:

"These are new students of the Magic Academy. They are young and not yet skilled at work. They make you laugh..."

Grete waved his hand and leaned over to take a look curiously. A set of tables and chairs were placed in front of the long queue. A young boy of twelve or thirteen years old, with a straight face and a record book in his arms, was asking questions one by one:

"Name?"

"John."

"John...what's your last name?"

"No surname, sir, we farmers don't have surnames."

"Age?...How old are you?"

"25 years old."

"Can you read?"

"Illiterate, sir."

"What did you do before?"

"Farming and raising pigs, sir."

"What kind of food have you grown? Wheat? Potatoes? Corn? What else?"

"What kind of craft do you know?"

"How many people in your family are coming with you?"

While asking questions, I kept checking and recording on the form. After all the questions were asked, a white wooden sign was thrown over:

"Take it. Go over there and follow the person holding the big white sign!"

Grete squatted beside him and watched for a long time. Generally speaking, people who have nothing to do but farm, get white cards;

Craftsmen, such as carpenters, masons, veterinarians, and one or two blacksmiths, green brands;

There is actually a rare literate person, and the whole family got a red card...

Different brands are carried by different people, and the teams are divided and go in different directions. Grete followed a group of people holding white signs for a long time and came to a camping site. There were people who arranged accommodation, meals, and simple physical examinations.

Grete stood nearby, watching the person in charge of the camp ordering a group of soldiers to get busy, and said curiously:

"Where will these people be sent?"

The person in charge was given a meal. To be honest, he is so busy right now that he wishes he could grow three heads and six arms, plus the hands of twelve mages - in the end, there is no need for this, he is not a mage either...

However, the person who asked the question was an eighth-level mage. The person in charge could only stop what he was doing, turn around, and bow:

"Your Excellency, they will be divided into different places according to age and occupation. Nevis will take some away and work as workers in factories, and most of the farmers will be sent to the New World——"

Anyway, it was farming in Aioland, and it was farming in the New World. Gretel listened carefully, and there was a man standing on the high platform inside, shouting at the top of his lungs:

"Don't be afraid, everyone! Everyone who goes to the New World will have a field! Everyone!"

"As long as you pay 10 gold coins, you can get 150 acres of land! It doesn't matter if you can't take it out. The parliament will lend it to you first, interest-free for three years, starting from next year! Use the taxes within three years to pay it back!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't have farm tools or cattle! The parliament will also lend it to you! You will pay it back with future taxes!"

"After five years of farming, five years of paying taxes, and paying off the debt, the land will be yours!"

"The council will also move a group of knights, warriors, magicians and healers! The whole team will go together and form a small town! You don't have to be afraid of being attacked by natives and monsters, there will be someone to protect your safety!"

"Everyone from the same village or nearby villages can form a group! It will be more convenient to cultivate together. We can also pay the debt of 10 gold coins together!"

New World Development and Immigration...?

Grete exhaled slowly. To develop any place, the population, especially the native population of the nation, needs to reach a certain number. Only in this way can we assimilate and integrate the local indigenous people and absorb their labor force.

For many years, the Parliament had been doing this kind of thing, sending adventurers with ideals, businessmen who wanted to make a fortune, and poor people who had debts to repay... ship by ship to the New World.

Naturally, some of the second, third, and youngest sons of nobles, as well as knights who have strength but cannot obtain fiefdoms in their homeland, will be willing to respond to the call of the parliament and go to the New World to try their luck. Acquire land and establish a manor.

Magicians even have a regular rotation system. Those who were in debt, made mistakes, and needed more space for adventure, the Congress encouraged them to travel to the New World, and even to station there.

But even so, the population is still not enough. Now, taking advantage of the fact that the navy of the Glorious Holy See was defeated at sea, and taking advantage of the great famine of the Year without Summer, is the Parliament going to move a large-scale population?

He suddenly walked quickly into the campsite. Looking here and there, looking around, what kind of houses do the victims live in, how many people live in one room, what are they eating, is there a place to bathe, where to go to the toilet, is there medical treatment if they are sick...

"The accommodation conditions in the camp need to be improved. The current situation is easy to spread the plague..."

"It would be better to have a separate toilet..."

"There are healers to take care of them, even if they boil some herbs and drink them one by one; if signs of possible infectious diseases are found, there must be an isolation ward..."

"We need to feed them well and improve their health conditions, so that they can survive the storms at sea..."

"When we get to the place, there must be a special isolation and quarantine system..."

write a letter! write a letter! Write letters, letters, letters!

Write to Parliament!

After spending so much money transporting the victims, it would be even worse to let them die on the way!

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