I have a shelter

The river next to the ‘Riverside Town’ flows to the Black Lake. In previous years, they never had to worry about food, but this year, the fish caught are getting fewer and fewer, and the things caught are getting more and more.

After thinking about it, Baron Gavi ordered his subordinates: “Go tell the butler that there should be no fish at the banquet tonight. Select these newly caught fish carefully and distribute them to the people in the territory - tell them to cook them before eating.”

He knew that most of the fish were good, but it was inevitable that some people would fall into the trap.

Recently, there would occasionally be fish on his and the knights’ plates. But adding fish to the table today was a bit inappropriate.

“Sir, will the bishop bring someone today?” A knight couldn’t help asking.

“It should be.” Gavi looked at the fishermen who were packing the fish baskets and said slowly.

Some time ago, he sent someone to deliver a letter. Although the messenger was stopped by the patrolling guards before entering Johannes's territory, the letter was not only left, but also brought him a message - the bishop might bring a vanguard team.

To be honest, the lord of the riverside still had some doubts in his heart whether the lord would come back or not. But today was the agreed day, and he should bring people out to greet him.

Therefore, not only knights, soldiers, servants, etc. stood at the gate of the castle, but the baron also started to prepare the things for the occasion yesterday.

Thinking of this, Gavi couldn't help but take a look at the purple butterfly orchid that he had sent people to transplant from the castle garden yesterday, and felt heartbroken.

It has been dug up.

The purple butterfly orchid has a similar meaning to his late wife's name, and she also loves this kind of flowers that bloom in autumn the most. So even at this time, Gavi tried his best to preserve them. So that whenever he strolled in the castle garden, he could recall the time when his wife was with him.

His wife's favorite is also the begonia outside the town.

The skin has been peeled off.

Not only the tree, but also all the edible things inside and around the fence have been stripped away. Even the grass nearby is getting less and less.

If the seedlings in the field were not carefully taken care of by the soldiers, I am afraid that those that have not yet grown will also suffer disaster.

However, the past few weeks have been pretty good. Although the food that the bishop has supported is not much, it has quenched the thirst. Otherwise, I am afraid that half of the people in the territory will starve to death before the winter harvest.

The sound of horse hooves came from afar. It interrupted Gavi's thoughts and made his heart beat faster. He raised his eyes and asked the knights and soldiers around him to hold their flags and cheer up. Then he looked over there.

The dust and fog rolled together, and several teams of knights holding flags rode out of the rolling fog. In addition to the dozen white-robed Templar knights that Gavi had seen, there were more than twenty gray-robed knights. The divine patterns on their bodies were very exquisite, and their equipment was also very refined, even the horses were equipped with armor and leather armor.

Seeing the young bishop at the front of the team, Gavi couldn't help but feel excited. He quickly led people to greet him.

"Thank God, sir, the fog is too thick today. I thought you were lost and had to spend the night in the mountains. I was just about to send someone into the mountains!"

"It was indeed delayed when passing through the swamp." George laughed loudly. He got off the horse and handed the reins to a knight next to Gavi, saying: "But fortunately, I didn't get lost, otherwise I would have missed dinner."

The other knights had already dismounted at this time, and the servants took the reins and prepared to lead them to the city to take care of the horses. Some people who had met these Templar Knights before also smiled and took the initiative to greet them.

These Templar Knights didn't seem to be so arrogant today, and they started chatting with each other soon.

Baron Gavi and his entourage invited the guests to enter the castle, but the bishop seemed to be more interested in the town outside the castle.

At George's suggestion, some knights took a rest under the hospitality of the servants, and several leading Templar knights followed George, accompanied by Baron Gavi and several knights, and went out of the castle.

The town was built adjacent to the castle, and the architectural pattern was very tight. The thousands of tall buildings were mainly built of stone. They went up and down the mountain and filled the surroundings of the castle, almost occupying half of the hill. At the same time, it also made the roads here complicated, but as long as you see the castle at the top, you can confirm your position.

It's just that in this fog, the castle is a little too hazy.

During the centuries of construction, when the riverside town was at its most glorious, there were tens of thousands of people living here. At that time, the crowds were bustling, and the free people who came into the city from outside would often lead some livestock. And there were vendors everywhere in the city.

But the former grand scene is no longer there. Although there are still people on the road, they are all thin and withered, their steps are floating, and their expressions are blank.

And the houses where the rich families near the castle live have also withered and dilapidated. Many are empty, and many are not taken care of.

"There are still 2,000 people in the town, and the residents' living area has been tightened to the vicinity of the castle." At this point, Baron Gavi pointed to an area at the foot of the mountain, where some fences could be vaguely seen separating some buildings: "Look over there, many houses have been converted into fortifications."

"Well, it is indeed appropriate to use a part of the area as an isolation zone." George nodded after hearing this, and seemed not to have heard the word 'fortification'. It also made Garvey's face a little red.

It's not a quarantine area yet. Compared to the quarantine area, although its houses are nice, the environment is very bad.

However, Garvey coughed and said: "It is inevitable that there will be many people fleeing, and some residents will often get sick. In order to prevent the plague, people who go out will stay there for a while."

"It's really not easy." George nodded. He discovered that the situation in the various territories south of the sanctuary was probably more severe than he thought.

But Garvey took over the words: "It is indeed not easy, sir - every year as winter approaches, more and more monsters will gather. And at the same time as the corpse tide attacks, there will also be many hungry refugees flocking to the territory. But The most terrifying thing is the plague and the cold winter. However, although the weather is getting worse now, fewer people are sick. "

In fact, the number of monsters around the shelter did increase as winter approached. It's just that the power of the sanctuary has grown much faster than the monsters gathered, so the residents have never felt it.

"Although cold winter is terrible, it still has some benefits. Low temperature can kill 'germs'. And after people get sick, they will also produce 'antibodies' to the plague." George said.

"Germs? Antibodies?" Garvey repeated with a dazed look.

"Ahem." George looked a little unnatural. He found that he had let something slip: "Well, it is a word often mentioned by one of my consultants. He comes from the 'Forbidden Sanctuary'. You know, those wizards always He often says weird things."

After hearing George's words, Garvey suddenly understood.

At this time, we have reached the edge of the residential area. The houses here are a little low and the building pattern is a little scattered. Some simple houses can also be seen not far away. There are fences on both sides of the street and soldiers guarding and patrolling. But it seems to be deliberately isolated here.

"Sir, this place is not very clean. It used to be a slum area. Generally, refugees from outside will live here after being inspected. So although there are no sick people here, the staff is a bit complicated."

Garvey said as he followed George. Want to direct this guest elsewhere. But Garvey discovered that the adult next to him seemed to be very interested in the 'slum'. I strolled in without changing my pace.

Sighing secretly, Baron Garvey could only cast a look at his subordinates. After seeing it, the two knights turned around to the other side, and Garvey followed George to the inside of the street.