I have a shelter

After turning the corner, the view suddenly opened up. Although there were not too many houses here, there were quite a few sheds. The whole area was also more lively than outside.

But it was also very smelly, with a strong fishy smell.

In the other two streets connected to this area, there were also soldiers guarding and patrolling, and there were people going back and forth between the rich area and here, but the soldiers would turn a blind eye to some people and raise their whips to drive away some people.

These rich people who lived outside the law and could come and go here at will were much higher in status than those on the street before. In fact, many people were born in aristocratic families and had inextricable relations with the lords or various knights. Some of them might have someone in their family holding an important position.

In general, they belonged to various forces around the lord before the end of the world. Some of them were the baron's right-hand men, and some were relatives of some large families that he had to win over.

Before the disaster, these people had sufficient stored materials, and after the disaster, they were least affected and even received greater use. Therefore, among these people at the top of the pyramid in Bianhe Town, there are often a lot of food stored in the cellars of their homes.

Whenever Gavi saw these truly wealthy people with ruddy faces, he would sigh that there were still people living well in this small town.

He often thought about confiscating all the things of these people, but he knew that if he really did that, he would probably be strangled to death in bed that night.

If it is said that people who live well in the town often come here, then those who live the worst live here.

It can be seen that here, there are not many people staying in the house. And the doors of many houses are open. Even if some doors are closed, the patrolling soldiers will kick the door open.

"It is not allowed to close the door here during the day, sir." Gavi explained, and seeing that the sir did not intend to ask further, he did not go into details.

In fact, there are almost no people staying in the house here, or very few.

Most people just sit at the door. Some people still had baskets and other sundries in front of them. I don’t know if it was because there was not enough space in the house or what. But occasionally, you can see some rich people just throwing some things down and taking some baskets away.

Some people brought back young women.

Most of the people here looked dull, but not all of them were like that. In addition to the rich people, there were some men dressed as civilians and looked a little strong. They would often walk around and look very energetic.

Most of these people used to be the ruffians in the town. They were very active before and they are still the same now.

Occasionally, there would be some disputes and weak cries in the places where these guys are often active. It is suspected that someone was caught stealing things and simply turned it into robbery. And sometimes you can see a few fierce-looking people wandering out of some half-open rooms and standing at the door to tie their loose clothes.

After seeing the guards, these guys did not hide or avoid them, but smiled and greeted them, or chatted with them.

But today seems to be a little different, because there are a few more knights in the training team. After seeing this, he kicked them in the chest and escorted these blind guys out.

These things were not seen by Gavi and others. Because since they came in, the places they passed by would gradually become quiet. Only occasionally there would be the sound of whips, screams and low curses in the distance.

In fact, in normal times, the soldiers would not care about such things, after all, the leaders here have a good relationship with them. Even some people, they themselves can't afford to offend. But today is a little different. After the knight brought people over, no one dared to turn a blind eye.

And some forces here gradually received the news. And these big figures among the civilians, after seeing the lord and the white-robed priest half a step in front of him, dared not show their usual arrogance at all, not to mention looking at the lord and the priest, some weak-legged guys, after feeling the gaze sweeping over, knelt down on the ground trembling under the angry glare of the knights.

Only the poor at the bottom had no reaction to these visitors.

The priest seemed to turn a blind eye to all this, and was different from the bishops, various senior priests, and priests in the church. He never pointed fingers at other people's territories, but just strolled around here slowly.

Such an attitude also made Gavi's nervous mood slowly relax, and he gradually spoke more.

The residents could see that the Lord of the Ice River, who controlled their own life and death, seemed to be deliberately trying to please the Lord around him today, and tried his best to avoid making the Lord feel disgusted with his territory.

"No matter what time it is, some people can't get enough food. You should have seen that the bark and grass roots near my territory have been eaten up."

But although the Lord's face was always normal, he didn't say much. Sometimes he didn't even nod his head. Gavi couldn't help but become more cautious.

"Do your people here seem to often go to the fog?" George suddenly asked: "Are the fields here still being cultivated?"

He played the role of a bishop who came to inspect the local diocese, and naturally he had to understand the situation of the border river territory.

Gavi had been prepared for this matter for a long time. He told some of the situation in the territory, but cleverly avoided the issues of farmland and planting area. The situation in Bianhe was actually the most serious in the entire Rat-dwelling Territory, but because the lord of Bianhe managed well and was powerful. So the farmland and planting area were the largest!

But there were many mouths here, so he wanted to cry poor.

He mainly mentioned the difficulties of the people in the territory.

"Here, when going out, it is always a collective action, and no one is allowed to go out alone. Part of the harvest will belong to the individual, and the rest will be handed in. But if it is a spoils of war, you can keep more for yourself."

Almost every household here has their own fields. The output of these fields can be obtained by the people in the territory, but most of it is used to pay taxes.

George can see that the tax is very heavy - the people are already living in misery.

Although Gavi didn't reveal too much, he could guess from that few words that if a lord was unlucky in a certain year and the output of the fields he was responsible for was not as good as in previous years, then not only would he not have food to eat, but he would also be driven out directly because he could not pay enough taxes.

Or even hanged.

The way the Lord of Bianhe governed his territory was extremely cruel - only useful people were kept in the territory! No useless mouths were kept!

Compared with other territories, this place was actually quite good - at least the Lord of Bianhe still kept some old, weak, women and children. And Gavi also collected refugees, unlike other lords who blocked those refugees outside the city, or simply hanged all the refugees approaching the city on the city wall! To deter those who approached! To stay away from the plague brought by the refugees.

George could see that this lord tried his best to keep as many people alive as possible. He also tried his best to exploit these people.

But under this cruel rule, few lords were willing to leave this refuge. Even if the soldiers would turn a blind eye to those who escaped, no one would be willing to leave.

Because in this safe zone, at least there are no monsters, and at least there is a little order and a chance to survive.

This makes many people prefer to starve to death in it, or even pick up weapons and fight with the team, rather than leave here.

After walking for an unknown period of time, the steps of the "Bishop" slowly stopped, and Gavi, who had been observing George's words and expressions, followed George's casual gaze. He found that a refugee had walked outside a shed.

The refugee put a basket on his back next to the sundries at the door of the shed. Next to the sundries, there sat a local poor man and a basket covered by oilcloth.

Looking at the two baskets on the ground, the two fathers looked at each other with dull faces.

At this moment, a trace of pain was revealed in their dead eyes, but then the refugee who was standing put the basket next to the poor man on his back and left without looking back.

The refugee sitting on the ground watched the stranger carry his basket away. But he didn't say a word. Instead, he silently took the basket left by the stranger into the house and closed the door.

Looking at the gradually cold eyes of the bishop, Gavi suddenly felt a little strange.

"My lord, the slums are also a trading area for refugees and locals. The way to exchange food is very common, usually bartering, and the poor don't have much currency in their hands."

But then, Gavi felt something was wrong.

Although it was bartering, there was no negotiation.

He suddenly thought of something and looked at the refugee in the distance.

The basket was swaying, and the things inside seemed very heavy. Then, he suddenly saw that the oilcloth of the basket was suddenly turned over by a small hand, and then a child popped out of the basket!

Exchange children for food!

The two or three-year-old child didn't know what was going on. He looked at the door of his home that was gradually getting farther away, cried out twice, and then was stuffed back into the basket by the refugee and carried away.

With a bang, Gavi's scalp exploded. He had given many instructions these days, but such a mistake still occurred!

He slapped a passing guard captain hard, and shouted angrily with bloodshot eyes: "Your military discipline is too lax!"

The sergeant had originally walked by with a team of people with his head held high, and was about to show off in front of the lord. He was slapped on the spot. Before he could cover his face and react, the baron had already turned his eyes to a knight beside him: "Take these idiots down and whip them! Kodor, take people to stop the man just now!"

"Didn't I distribute food today? How could this happen?!"

The group of people who were originally guarding around immediately moved in a panic amid the sound of steel clashing.

They could see that the lord was really angry-he had said for two days that the bishop would come. However, this omission still occurred. If it weren't for the lack of people now, in the past. The duty officer would have been hanged outside the castle.

Not long after, there was a noise in the distance, and then a man was dragged to the lord by the hair by the soldiers.

The basket behind him was placed back to its original position, and a knight was carefully coaxing the child in his arms, trying his best to look caring.

This man seemed to have been severely beaten, but the soldiers who vented their anger were very resourceful. They made him roll on the ground in pain, but he didn't hurt his bones. It can be seen that these soldiers seem to be very good at teaching people a lesson.

They were indeed very angry, but not because of the child. It was because this blind guy had to cause trouble for himself today.

The Templar Knight named Martin said before that the Church is very concerned about the living conditions of the people in each region.

And in the hands of this bishop, they pinch their food and control the allocation of resources in each territory.

At least, the lords think so.

Thanks to 'Four Beds' for the 500 reward~