Chelsea's cold voice immediately chilled these people's hearts. What the head maid said was indeed true, but they were also human beings and wanted to survive.

"Please, you can lock us up, but don't kick us out. We can work for the Chamber of Commerce in the future."

"Yes, just tie him up and give him something to eat. Please, kind and beautiful Miss Lacey."

Several people began to beg again, but the head maid remained unmoved and prepared to start chasing them away.

"Wait a minute, Chelsea." Loran Hill stopped the head maid next to her.

"You can stay, but I have some questions that you need to answer truthfully."

Loran Hill recalled Bud's description of Gretl that night and felt it was somehow familiar.

Gretel came from Need County in the West Wind, which was the place where Pullman and his men started the rebellion. His words and actions were incompatible with the current society, which made Loran Hill suspect that he was from the rebel army in the West Wind.

"Are you all locals, or are you from out of town? Also, is there anyone close to Grete? Are there any of his fellow townsmen?"

"I hope you can recall carefully and answer my questions truthfully. Don't lie or hide anything." Loran Hill emphasized again.

The people in front of her were surprised for a moment, and after slowly recalling and thinking, they began to slowly answer the girl's questions.

"Grete came several months ago..."

"He usually has a lot of friends, including..." another person also began to recall slowly.

"Besides Bud, there's another fellow from West Wind who's close to him."

"Did that fellow villager come with him?" Loran Hill asked curiously.

"Yes, but that person is rather quiet and usually keeps a low profile. If I hadn't thought about it carefully, I would have almost forgotten about him."

"What's his name and where is he?"

"His name is Wood, and he lives in the area near the harbor."

"Do you know the exact location?"

"Know."

"Okay, you guys should have a good rest tonight. Take me to see that Wood tomorrow."

Loran Hill gave these instructions, and then asked the guards to find them a room and prepare some food and hot water.

"Miss..." The head maid Chelsea still seemed a little dissatisfied.

"It's okay, Sister Chelsea, just have a few guards guard over there."

"Yes, it doesn't matter if you lock us in the house." These people began to ask again, fearing that the young lady in front of them would be persuaded by the indifferent head maid.

"Okay." Chelsea still couldn't change Loran Hill's decision. After all, she was the head of the family.

Then we started arranging accommodation and other matters for these people.

After this incident, the night gradually deepened, and Hopeland was immersed in the tranquility of the night. The usually busy dock had become much quieter in the past two days. All that could be seen were the large ships docked in the harbor rising and falling slightly with the tide, and the sound of water flowing could be heard from the waves crashing on the beach.

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The next day, the Yagtilin family visited Master Helang, the current leader of the White Cross Sword. This master, who had been immersed in Sequence 6 for many years, entertained Yagtilin and his group in his own courtyard.

"Mr. Helang, long time no see."

As soon as Jelinek came in, he greeted the master cordially. When he was young, he also studied swordsmanship at the White Cross Sword for a period of time. Although he had never formally become a disciple, he had known Master Helang for a long time. At that time, Helang was not yet the leader of the White Cross Sword.

"It's been a while, Jelinek. I wonder if your skills have deteriorated."

The old man with a gray beard smiled, and the two hugged each other briefly before walking into the open-air venue in the courtyard together.

On the green grass were tables covered with white cloths, upon which were placed rich and exquisite food, including pastries, fruits, barbecue, seafood, etc.

Most of the people on the field were young people from the White Cross Sword, and there were also guests who were visiting because they were friendly with the faction.

After a while, a tall young man came over surrounded by his companions. This man was Master Helang's most promising disciple, Pinel, who was also Rachel's fiancé.

He seemed to be not good at speaking and his expression was rather cold. After meeting Rachel, he greeted her politely and then said nothing more, which made his fellow junior brothers and sisters beside him very anxious.

Rachel carefully looked at her fiancé. He was tall and straight, with large hands and long finger bones. He looked very capable, as if he was the kind of ascetic who didn't care much about the outside world except for his cultivation.

The girl's mind wandered, a little disappointed, but also relieved. Although he was not the handsome boy she had imagined, she could tell that he was not the kind of person with bad habits.

The two chatted briefly, with Rachel asking questions and Pinel answering. After a while, both of them felt a little bored and awkward, and then they parted ways.

On the other side of Hopeland, Loran Hill, led by the people from yesterday, found Wood, Gret's fellow villager.

One of them knocked on the door, and soon a man in a hat carefully opened a crack in the wooden door. After seeing that it was someone he knew, he opened the door completely.

"Why are you here?"

This man named Wood has a very ordinary appearance, very different from the handsome Gret. If he was thrown into a crowd, he would probably be unrecognizable after a while.

"I asked them to come find you." A girl's voice came from behind them. A figure in a black robe walked out, then took off his hood, revealing clear eyes and soft hair. It was Loran Hill.

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