Looking at the valley receding into the distance, Alice felt somewhat lost. She didn't know what kind of place her next stop would be.
Is it the dark bunker of the Dark Slave House, the small dark room of the Yew Territory, or the workshop shed in this valley?
She drifted aimlessly like a rootless duckweed, powerless to resist.
But the lilacs that were walking towards her gave her a glimmer of confidence.
"What are you thinking about, Alice?"
Alice, standing by the boat, smiled. "It's nothing, Sister Dingxiang."
"Don't worry, Elm is a very good person, he won't lie to us."
Dingxiang still trusted her husband. She knew that Yumu would definitely take her to a better place than she was now.
"Um."
Alice looked at the lake, then at the large boat she was on, and fell into deep thought again.
After several days of sailing, the fleet was getting closer and closer to Grey Castle Territory.
Alice on the boat also saw the huge waterwheel on the distant shore. There were also many people moving along the shore, as if many people were waiting for them.
Yes,
Ed was already waiting here. He had already settled the group of people and ore that had arrived earlier in a place a little south of the territory, where the windmill was located.
He plans to settle all the people he brought back there to cultivate the land, which will become Windmill Village.
Many simple houses have been erected there to house the people who came this time.
The fleet soon docked, and people on shore began to board the ships and unload their belongings.
Andrew stepped off the ship and approached Ed. "My lord, this trip has gone very smoothly, and our harvest has been excellent."
Andrew's words made Ed smile. "You might not be so sure about next time."
Andrew paused for a moment, then laughed. "Hmm, I wonder if they'll still go mining in the future?"
"Haha, we'll talk about the future later. First, take care of these things and transport all the ore to the Red Iron Village warehouse. Rest for a while and keep an eye on the defenses around the territory."
Ed was still very careful and often reminded Andrew and his group about the defense of their territory.
"Yes, my lord, I will be careful." Andrew said and left.
"Will, take those newcomers to Windmill Village. You don't have anything to do right now, so manage them for the time being. Once they're familiar with our place, you can do other things," Ed said to Will beside him.
"Yes, my lord." Will said and headed toward the large ship.
Alice, aboard the ship, looked at the bustling crowd on the shore, then at herself. Why were their clothes and shoes so fine? Why did they all wear smiles? Was it because of the ore? Or some other reason?
Is that young man in the distance the lord of this place? Shouldn't he be speaking with authority when talking to his subordinates? Why is he chatting and laughing like that?
Is that little girl next to him his maid or servant? What is she doing with that glittering silver thing?
What is that thing made of? Its light is almost blinding even from this distance.
A young man walked towards the large ship she was on. Hmm? That's strange, why am I paying attention to his appearance?
No, that's not surprising. When you meet a stranger, isn't the first thing you look at their face? Wait, how did he get next to her? Is he planning something?
"All newcomers, get off the ship and follow me," the young man said.
Alice felt much relieved; she had been afraid the person who came would say, "Come with me."
Hehe, I'm overthinking it. But what she never expected was what the young man said next.
"My name is Will. Don't stare at me like that next time."