Chapter 951 (1/2)

Chapter 951: Red and White (Part 1)

Translator: TransN Editor: TransN

After closing the door, Wendy swept a glance across everyone and finally stopped at Azima.

“Speak what you have to say.” The latter opened in a harsh voice. “If you’re here for today’s recruitment, you may as well save it. We aren’t going to change our minds.”

“Azima…” Doris murmured involuntarily.

Azima raised her hand to stop Doris from speaking further. “I’ll firmly remember your care for us in the past half a month, but these two matters aren’t quite the same. As was said when we first arrived in Neverwinter, now that the Church has been destroyed, I’ll have to leave Western Region sooner or later.”

“I have some better news for you first.” Wendy maintained her gentle expression and replied. “The city hall has received a report stating that a large group of Eastern Region refugees shall arrive in Neverwinter within a week. The numbers shall be as many as 12,000 people. There’s a high likelihood that your relatives are among them.”

The room seethed with excitement at once.

“Is… what you said true?”

“Certainly. The Sea Transport Department is really stepping it up to fetch them over.” Wendy replied smilingly. “The Redwater River is currently teeming with concrete boats headed towards the Eastern Region. These boats are loaded with dry stock and winter supplies, as it’s after all already winter.”

“I used to live in Archbridge Town. Are there any refugees from there?”

“How’s the situation in Valencia?”

“It’s certainly a mess.”

“Uh… I hope my family isn’t among them… it was my father who chased me out in the first place.”

“He was bewitched by the Church. Maybe he has now repented.”

The commotion in the room went into overdrive.

“Relax, there’re 12,000 people.” Wendy clapped her hands together. “That should cover most of the cities and towns from Valencia to Seawindshire. It’ll be more difficult not to find any of your townsmen. Once Scroll has compiled the census, we’ll be able to screen out people with similar backgrounds as yours. And it’ll be okay even if we can’t find any among this batch as this is only the beginning of a long flow of people to Neverwinter. As long as you remain here, I’m sure you’ll get to meet them someday.”

She then turned her attention to the witch who appeared anxious. “There’s no harm even if you don’t want to recognize him. But isn’t it better to have some news rather than none at all, Whitepear? If they’ve repented, at least there’s a chance for them to redeem themselves.”

“That’s… true.” The girl by the name of Whitepear lowered her head embarrassedly.

“Are you intent on shifting the entire Eastern Region to Neverwinter?” Azima suddenly questioned.