On the airship,
Sean stood at the front and looked down at the land...
It was very noisy. There were many airships flying in the surrounding airspace, making it difficult for people on board to communicate. I couldn't hear anything—only the rumbling sound.
Claude had been in the computer room for too long and suffered temporary hearing loss, so he could only run ahead of the slightly better-off areas.
"How is it? It feels good to ride on an airship, right?" Sean said with a smile as he looked at the other person.
Claude had mentioned before that this was his first time riding an airship. Furthermore, as someone who studies instruments, he was incredibly excited from the moment he boarded.
"Not very good, too noisy."
"Hahaha……"
Sean laughed. Isn't this just like the first time he rode an airship?
The noise during the day was so loud that I couldn't sleep at night. After a few days in a row, my head kept hurting, which was a sign of not getting enough sleep... Looking at Claude's uncomfortable state, I guess he felt the same way.
"By the way, Brother Sean. I saw Sister Igunya yesterday. Is she here too?" Claude looked at Sean. When they were in Koga City, Igunya had been to Claude's store many times. After a few visits, they became familiar with each other.
"Well, Koga City is here this time..."
"A total of 13 cities of all sizes in the southern part of the empire will go to the imperial capital. This is related to the survival of our city." Sean said.
"Is it really serious this time, Brother Sean? On the way here, I saw many refugees being stopped outside the city. There were many women and children among them. They looked quite pitiful." Claude said.
As the airship came along, we were able to see the conditions in many cities. Now the southern cities are in a similar situation... the refugees have already moved south.
"It depends on your decision. Currently, no city has enough food to feed so many refugees. Furthermore, once they enter the city, they could cause even more serious public security problems. So-called compassion becomes cheap when it comes to survival."
Claude also knew that cities were short of money, not only money but also food.
If I continue to pay this much money to the king, I really don't know how I'm going to live in the future...
"It's quite difficult." Claude said in a low voice.
"Don't worry, I've done my best to help them. If any of the refugees are willing to go to the border and help open up the Adak Trade Route, they can at least have a few full meals a day. As for the others, they can stay in Old Town Tacoma."
"Tacoma's Old Town? Isn't it said to be too deserted and haunted that people don't dare go there?"
"We are already refugees, why should we care about these things..." said Sean.
In fact, this idea was suddenly mentioned by Luke before he left. Although the money and food in Oro City are not enough to support so many refugees, if they are willing to work, they can just provide meals. Although the consumption will increase, it is worth it in the long run.
Because these refugees have nowhere to live, they can be put back into the old city of Tacoma...
The residents in the Oro area dare not go back, because that was the place where the ancient god believers caused trouble before, and many people died. Now it is a desolate place and there is probably no one to pick up the bones, but the refugees can go back.
It had come to this, so why would he care so much? Tacoma was an old city, and the buildings were in good condition. If it could be redeveloped with the help of the refugees, it would be a great thing for him.
By then, with two cities in hand, we will have greater strength and more money.
"It turns out that Brother Sean had already thought about it. I was just being nosy."
Ha~
Sean put his arm around Claude's shoulder and continued flying north.
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There were a total of 9 local lords in the group. They flew during the day and rested at night before continuing their journey for about four days... After three days of traveling, several older earls could no longer hold on and said they were not feeling well and needed to rest for another day before continuing their journey. The rest of the people still kept traveling every day.
On the fifth day, Sean flew over Lietis...
This was his second visit to the city, and that evening Marquis Spinola suggested resting in Rietis.
Sean also asked people about Prince Philip. Since the start of the Borg War, His Royal Highness has never returned to Rietis for more than half a year. Even the headquarters of the Wings of the Sky is very depressed. It is said that Frelia took many people away, and most of those who stayed were young witches with weak abilities, but there were not many people in total.
This place, which was once the place where many wealthy nobles discussed the most after dinner, has now become so deserted.
I don't know what's going on on the front lines...
But a lot of people died in this battle. Last winter, you could see people praying in front of the church almost every day. I guess many wizards died in the battle too...
On the other side, all the members of the Alchemist Association went to the front line, and Sean had no chance to find Master Alchemist Alphonse.
And the closer the team got to the north, the more serious the impact of the war became. White strips of paper were hung on the doors of many houses, which meant that someone in the family had died recently. During this special period, the people who died were most likely soldiers on the front line.
And there are quite a few such cases. Sometimes you will see such things hanging all over the street!
Depression and the lamentations of the residents are the mainstream rhythm in the city. Sean remembered that it was very lively when he came to Lietis last time. He borrowed a lot of urban planning ideas from this city, but he didn't expect it to become like this in just one year.
If the war continues, who knows what will happen.
Even the city where the prince sits has become like this, not to mention the other northern cities...
And that is indeed the case.
Continuing north, almost all northern cities are in the same situation. There is no longer the bustling transportation as rumored, and there are few people on the streets during the good social seasons of spring and summer.
At noon on the eighth day...
The team has entered the airspace of the capital of the Bashalan Empire.
As the capital of the empire, this place is different from other cities. It is still prosperous, but refugee camps and soldier garrisons can still be seen in the outskirts.
Beyond these is the real Basaran Capital...
A huge urban complex that extends from the plains over the hills and continues to the foot of the mountain on the other side. If compared with his own Oro City, Sean estimated that ten of his own cities combined would probably not be as big as the imperial capital.
Before the airship docked, hundreds of knight guards arrived below, all wearing silver-white armor.
Raise the flag to let the airship stop at the designated location...
"Who are you?"
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