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- Federal Minister for Shipping, Alantis Narciss, has been back at work since last week. Then, for six days, he slept no more than ten hours in total, and then lost all his energy at work. Now that the Federation has resumed navigation with its allies, and coupled with the food transport teams entering the Orso Sky Area from the eastern border and the Port of Gel?ren, the routes in the sky are like city streets in the morning and evening after get off work. A large number of floating ships poured in like a flood, and it instantly became crowded from the deserted place in the past.
Of course, this congestion was only temporary, but the workload suddenly increased several times in a short period of time, which immediately left all the small civil servants in the Department of Shipping at a loss as to what to do. They are really just small civil servants responsible for doing things. They dare not take responsibility and cannot take responsibility. Leaders at all levels above have either died, been taken away, or are in a state of constant panic. It is impossible to expect them to issue orders in an orderly manner.
Just when the junior civil servants were about to give up their responsibilities, the official leader of the Affairs Department returned like a king and finally played the role of the backbone.
Re-planning new flights and ships; requisitioning civilian and even yacht docks to relieve the pressure on the port, and cleaning up the wreckage on the waterway (mainly caused by the war); for all the above plans, Alan stayed up all night without sleeping and rushed out. It was carried out. Later, he even went to the headquarters of the Fourth Army and asked for all the aerial cavalry from veteran generals like Valerius to divert traffic on the route and destroy all the defeated troops. The remnants of the former noble army.
Alan works every day in a way that burns all his vitality. The people around him watch in awe, but also feel distressed. He is always worried that he may suddenly die at his job at any time, so he just works hard.
On this day, the Secretary for Shipping finally had some rest time and could sit down and have lunch. Of course, the main reason is that Carol, the current (temporary) head of security and security in the city of Elishal, came to visit and simply had lunch together.
Carol poured the rich, even greasy broth into his mouth in a few big mouthfuls, and then hung the bowl with bread while saying: "I didn't realize until today that I actually have a stomach. By the way, if you don't eat ?"
"Not very appetizing." Alan took a sandwich with only a few pieces of vegetables and slowly took a small bite: "This afternoon, three 10,000-ton cargo ships from Groren entered the port. In addition to food, there are also more Valuable olive oil, carpets and some spices. I will arrange a berth, but please prepare your guard in advance. The city is not completely stable yet, and someone may take risks."
"Don't worry. After so many days, nothing has happened yet." Carol nodded.
"Then, I'm going to work." Alan stuffed the sandwich into his mouth and was about to get up and leave.
"You only did it for three minutes!"
"Uh, I'm sorry, there are just too many things going on recently. When everything gets back on track, let's sit down together and have a big meal to celebrate."
"It's not that you have too many things, senior, but besides filling your mind with these chores, you don't know what to do, right?" Carol was not polite at all, and said to the point: "This is nothing. In the long run, sooner or later you will crush yourself. By then, you won¡¯t even be able to be saved! Senior, you need to rest!"
"Well, thank you very much. It's just that I understand my own body, so it's not that fragile. After all, I'm only thirty years old, so it's time to work hard."
"How about going to the west of the city for a walk?" The other party seemed to have not heard and was minding his own business.
"I really need to work"
"I have resettled all the refugees in the nearby areas, as well as the citizens of Elishal who have temporarily lost their homes, to the West Island. After all, the place there is big enough. However, there are only 200,000 people there. I, the guard captain, have to take care of sleeping, so you might as well kill me!"
"Carol, you" Alan's tone was a little heavier, but the harsh words were held back in his mouth as soon as he came out. He stared dumbfoundedly as the other party smiled and took out a headband with gemstones and flowers.
"I've settled in, you gouh"
This time it was Carol who was stunned. He watched the other party snatch away the hairpin in his hand like a gust of wind, and then rushed out like a gust of wind. He thought to himself that Senior Alan was not as "weak" as the legend said, at least that hand just now was as fast as The wind moves like thunder.
Riasviel Andhert poured a full amount of broth into the earthenware bowl held in front of her.
She looked at the person holding the pottery bowl, andHe trembled slightly, as if the wooden spoon in his hand was heavier than the ax gun made of star iron and fine steel.
That belongs to a little boy who is only eleven or twelve years old. He is thin and small, with no round cheeks at all, and only a pair of big and bright eyes. Next to the little boy was a man who was a little younger than him, only six or seven years old. He was also carrying a little girl who was only one or two years old in a simple wooden frame on his back.
Liz's expression froze, and she hurriedly forced a smile on the little boy, picked two large steaks from the pot and placed them in his earthenware bowl, then picked up a piece of soft white bread and stuffed it into the smaller boy's face. Point boy. Finally, he took out a small clay pot filled with honey and a red apple from somewhere, and carefully placed them in the wooden basket.
The little girl in the wooden basket is holding a small clay pot and red apples, smiling happily.
No one among the refugees who were queuing expressed dissatisfaction, and even laughed in understanding.
The two boys left with their sister grateful. Although they lost their parents and homes in the civil war, the days of despair and pain have passed. Now, although they live in tents, there are heating stoves handed down by the soldiers wearing the Rose Emblem. Although the military coat he wore didn't fit him well, it was very warm. Because they are children, they always get an advantage when distributing food, and each meal is even richer than when their parents were there.
Liz continued to mechanically distribute food to the refugees in line. She has been in this refugee camp for more than a week, doing all the work, whether it is distributing food and supplies, taking care of the wounded and old, mediating conflicts between refugees, and even beating up troublemaking gangsters. Now she is in an unprecedented confusion in her life. Apart from this, she doesn't know what else to do.
????????????????????? If she and Neng Andriel met, they would probably have a lot of resonance.
She didn't know that she had already earned enough reputation points in the refugee camp during this period. Because the posture of patrolling the camp at night with a guiding light was so beautiful and divine, she even had " Nicknames like "The Lady with the Lamp".
Now Riasviel didn¡¯t know that she would enter the history textbooks of future generations in this way. She finally finished sharing today¡¯s lunch and started to pack up her tools. She had just stacked several empty cauldrons together and was about to wash them when she noticed a person standing behind her.
"Sorry, the things here have been distributed. You can walk two hundred meters to the east, and there is a porridge shed there. Remember to come earlier next time, let's hello"
Before she finished speaking, she was already being hugged.
Riasviel was dazed for a moment and felt humiliated; after all, she was also the last descendant of the Champion Knight, and even becoming a prisoner of war was not something ordinary people could humiliate. She felt a little sad again. The numb work she had been doing day and night these past few days, coupled with her completely empty head, had made her alertness and perception drop to the lowest point. Otherwise, how could she be hugged from behind. But then, before she could resist, her body went limp. Even though she was already numb, after a second or two, it was enough for her to feel the familiar aura of the other person.
"Alan"
"We're going home" Alan, who had been spinning around for a whole week, felt that all the fatigue and fatigue had disappeared, so he hugged his wife and walked home.
The refugees and guards stared at this scene dumbfounded, and were about to organize a group to stop it, but when they saw their goddess happily burying her face on each other's shoulders, they immediately understood and let out good-natured laughter again, and then stepped aside. road.
"Alan, after we go back, we can go to the temple of the goddess Mara"
Mara is the goddess of earth and harvest, but she is also the patron saint of safe childbirth, marriage and pregnant women. The customs of this world, whether it is marriage or divorce, are theoretically required to be witnessed in front of this goddess.
"Don't be stupid, there are still many days to come. Our good days have just begun!" Alan, who had always been like a follower in front of his princess-like wife, interrupted the other party with unprecedented strength, and his pace was faster than ever before. Be firm and steady.
Riasviel had nothing to say, but she thought of the moment when she was sitting in a corner of the Spiral Fortress waiting for death. In the end, when everything settled, she did not wait for the swords dropped by the dragon knights and the orcs, or even the handcuffs, but the proud winner appeared in front of her again.
"I don't know what the deal is between the Andhert family and Duke Tyrion, and I have no evidence, but I have reminded Karin of it. In the future, the Lancaster family will be severely damaged, and your family's ambitions will no longer be there." any powerfulsupport. If you can convince your family to give up their unrealistic ideas, I can give them a way to survive, and I can give you a way to survive. "
"Is this the winner's mercy?" she mocked, maintaining her final dignity with the only attitude she could do.
"This is for Brother Alan's happiness. He has lost a lot, but I can't tell him the truth. Fortunately, I can at least be sure that he still has a wife who loves him." Lu Xi said coldly.
"Haha, how can you be sure that I am not taking advantage of him? The reason why I joined Master Russell's team is just for the rejuvenation of the Andhert family and revenge against the cruel Holy Spring Royal Family. Moreover, , who am I to convince the family to give up the goal they have planned for decades!"
"The two craziest and most prestigious people in Andhert, your uncle Charlene and your uncle Varul, the Dark Brotherhood will send their heads within three days. Then the one who will naturally be in power is Your father Bapeshe is a dedicated businessman." Lu Xi paused: "As for you, if you hadn't taken action secretly, Brother Alan would have been in trouble long before the Elixal incident, right? I can¡¯t wait for the support from Dina and Carol.¡±
Riasviel bit her lower lip. Knowing that retorting at this time would only make me look worse, I was speechless.
"The days are still long in the future, just live a good life according to your own wishes. No matter what it is, I support it." Lu Xi left a bright smile on the other side, clapped his hands, turned and left go.
His attitude is actually very clear. No matter what Riasviel chooses, it will make no difference to him.
Yes, there are still good days to come
"What?" Alan heard the murmur of his wife in his arms.
"Alan, I want a child!"
"¡¡good!"
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