A large number of refugees crowded the train station. Compared with the hungry refugees outside the station, the situation of these refugees was not bad. At least they could afford a train ticket.
War and famine in the north caused a large number of refugees to move south.
They had been staying in the area north of the Ot Mountains for several months before, but there was a lack of employment opportunities and the locals were not very friendly - Guinebaldi and Saint-Nuvui have not yet recovered from their previous visits a few years ago.
Recovering from rebellion.
They heard that Genoa was prosperous and stable, and because Genoa had recruited a large number of northern laborers in the past few years, these people had expectations of going south to try their luck.
Young Kim Carell is undoubtedly the one who has gone the furthest among this group of people.
Although he is only 13 years old, he is not small and is no longer the carrot head he once was. He has a handsome face, short hair, is extremely clean, and his thin coat is also very neat.
He didn't know whether Sean, who had become a noble, would accept him and treat him differently like those before.
At this moment, his mood was complicated, uneasy mixed with excitement and excitement. The air here was warm and humid, and the accent of the southerners made him aware of the differences between this place and the north.
A new municipal government has been established in Putnamburg. Due to economic development and population growth, it is natural for it to become independent.
As the bridgehead in the north of Genoa, the situation here is somewhat tense. The influx of refugees from the north has worsened the security here.
There were constant fights and conflicts between outsiders and locals.
The police are on standby, and the city government has even deployed personnel from the joint security team within the mining area to make up for the lack of police force, maintain public order, and prevent possible emergencies.
The temporary prison is already overcrowded.
Kim Carell has been checked by the police five times since he set foot on Putnam Castle.
He had his own legal identification documents and a certificate of guarantee written by Colonel Horns in the name of the army, which was enough for him to face official difficulties.
Every policeman who checked would look at him with disbelief because he had traveled too far at such a young age.
The warmth and coldness of people, the good and evil in the world, Carrier's psychological age is far more mature than his appearance, and it is not easy to deceive him, especially on the way south, he has to beware of the danger of being beaten.
"Are you Lord Connery's guest?"
The railway police returned the identity documents and proof of security to Kerel.
"As it says in the certification document. I am from the city of Als. Mr. Police, have you heard of it?" Carrier said, "In fact, I don't know if the count will accept me."
"I have heard about the city of Ars. It is a very far away place. Well, it must have fallen into the hands of the damn barbarians now. The count once served as a soldier there, and everyone in Genoa knows it." The policeman said pleasantly, "By the way, you
What carriage seat did you buy?"
"Third class, sir." Carell pulled out the ticket.
This is the cheapest seat ticket, only one silver coin. Even so, many people from the north still cannot afford it.
"You're lucky. There is an empty first-class seat. You can go there. There are large and soft sofas there, as well as free tea and snacks." The policeman said, seeing Carell's expression of embarrassment, he smiled and said, "
Don’t worry about the ticket, I’ll take you there, I’ll greet the conductor and no one will chase you away.”
"Will this affect your work?" The police's good intentions left Carell a little overwhelmed. If all police officers were like this, it would seriously affect Carell's view of the world.
"It's okay, I'm very interested in your story. I'll come and talk to you when I have time." The policeman led Carrier onto the train.
The so-called first-class seat is actually a slightly separated space in a first-class carriage. It is a place on the train specifically for railway police to rest. The large sofa can even allow people to lie down on it.
Carell sat there quietly, watching the passengers rushing on the platform.
It's not long, the train is starting.
This behemoth astonishes everyone who sees it for the first time.
As a young man who loves to read, Carell has long known about the existence of trains and tried to understand the principles of this machine from some information he could find.
When the train left the station and came to the wilderness, there were many people running along the railway line following the train. Every time the train slowed down at a corner, some people would jump on the train and wait outside to catch the ride.
This is a very dangerous thing, especially this year.
The kind policeman only came over occasionally to take a look and bring snacks.
When they arrived in Bern, someone came to Carell and asked him carefully about his origins.
With Carell's eyes that could see clearly the warmth and coldness of the world, he could tell that this man was serving Sean. If his identity was false, he might die in an ugly way.
Then he met Rose. Rose deliberately dressed up in the same outfit as she did in Als City, scaring Kyril half to death.
"Don't be nervous, young man." Rose pinched his cheek, "It seems that you have lived a pretty good life in the past few years and have not become a dwarf."
"Do you work for the Count?" Carell asked tentatively.
"Of course." Rose nodded, "The count received your letter ten days ago and asked me to take care of it. He doesn't want to receive news that something happened to you in his territory. The public security is not good now. A beautiful person like you
Teenagers are the most popular.”
Carell was visibly relieved.
Rose smiled and said: "But looking at you like this, it's obvious that the count is overly worried. I guess there is a dagger hidden in your right boot."
"How do you know?" Kelly asked.
"Because when I came in, your body was obviously leaning to the right, and your right hand was preparing to take out something at any time. I'm curious, what made you give up the urge to take out the dagger?" Rose asked.
"Because I still think it's better to pretend that I don't recognize you. I've changed a lot from 6 years ago. Under normal circumstances, it's impossible for you to recognize me. In comparison, the risk of taking out the dagger is too high." Carrier said.
.
"That's right." Rose nodded, "By the way, has your dagger ever killed anyone?"
Carell hesitated for a moment and stretched out two fingers.
"They are villains." Kyrel emphasized, "I did my best to help those poor people in the Holy City, and I was remembered."
"Then are you interested in having sex with me?" Rose asked.
"No, I want to be a civilized person." Carell refused. Faced with Rose's strange eyes, Carell said:
"If the count agrees, I will continue my studies in Poitou. My goal is to become a university student first."
Carell suddenly thought of Old White.
Normally, he should not sympathize with the bloodthirsty man, but he would always think of Old White's desire and unwillingness for ordinary life.