On the third day, the king was outside the east gate.

The nightingale was hidden in the mist, watching the ragged refugees.Under the sound of the echo, they were summoned in waves, followed by the knight Brian slowly moving towards the dock.

Now they don’t have to walk around the edge of the camp, as they did two days ago, tearing the crowd apart and leading away.A large number of fugitives transfer let the rest of the people also notice this, as long as a wave of people are pulled from the edge, the follow-up will continue to be followed by someone.Even the guards on the wall noticed what was happening at the foot of the wall, but for them, let the stinking fugitives get away.

The whole plan is currently progressing very smoothly, there are few escapees in the Dongcheng District, and the people in the North Gate are actively moving closer to this side, probably before the sun sets, everyone can leave by boat smoothly.

When everyone was busy, only she seemed more leisurely - the echo was surrounded by the "mercenaries" who were responsible for attracting, and Lily was making purified water under the heavy army protection of the First Army, and her own guard work seemed superfluous.

She needs to be vigilant only when the "mercenary" disperses to carry seriously ill patients who cannot move.At this moment, the nightinge saw the echo and looked up at the magnificent East Gate and sighed softly.

“What happened?”She went up to ask.

"Nothing, I just have some emotion," the echoing expression looked a little sad, "before being sold into the royal capital, I suffered all along the way, I thought that the gray people were so cold to me because of the identity of the foreign sand people, and now it seems that they are equally ruthless to their own people, and there is not much difference between them and those people in Iron Sand City."

Thinking that the echo had been bought and sold as a slave, the Nightingale did not know how to comfort her, and finally had to pat her on the shoulder, "but not everyone is like this, there are many well-meaning people, such as the sisters of the Association, such as ... Her Royal Highness Roland."

“Do you really think your majesty can stop the dispute?”“Can the kingdom of the mainland, the sand, the fjord, or the common man and the witch live together freely and peacefully without having to fight with each other?”

"If it were your Highness, I think he could," replied the Nightingale in a positive tone, "not that the strange machines and the guns of the might of power give me such a feeling, but of him himself... I always feel that Your Highness and our people are not of the same kind."

"Of course he is not of the kind of man with us, he is the prince of the Grey Fort."

“No, it has nothing to do with identity,” she said, shaking her head, “I can’t say where this sense of difference comes from, it’s just intuition.”Perhaps only His Highness such a person can make up so many strange and strange theories... even the ability of witches, he wants to study it again and again, and from the point of view is different from others.I wouldn't be surprised if he created anything amazing."

"You really have confidence in him," he laughed, and the sadness on his face suddenly diluted a lot, "I hope that when that day comes, I can also go back to the extreme south."

Confidence?In some ways, but in some way... she wasn’t sure at all.The Nightinger could not help looking in the direction of the West, not knowing what he was doing when he was not there.Was it busy with the drawings and the strange machinery, or with Anna . . . she swung her head hard and dispelled these distractions.

Anyway, after the end of today, you can leave to return to the border town, Nightingale thought, when the time to ask him directly, anyway, he can not lie in front of himself.

...

When they returned to the camp at noon to rest, the lightning slowly fell down.

These days she patrols the air against the big sun, which is actually the hardest one in the team.Especially in order to hide the body shape, the lightning also had to put on a soroya special "sky camouflage" coat, wrapped in a tightly unknown, even the hair covered.This dress, which was given a strange name by His Highness Roland, was obviously not designed for aesthetics, it was painted with a layer of light blue and gray on the outside, and almost blended with the background when flying in the air, and it was difficult to find her existence without looking closely.

The first thing the little girl did after landing was to take off her coat and grab the water bag and pour water into her stomach.The nightingale saw that the clothes inside her were sweating, and the forehead and the tip of her nose were covered with sweat beads, and the white cheeks were left with a circle of wind-proof glasses.

"Hard work," the night Yingying squatted down, helping her wipe the sweat.

"Fortunately these people did not come endlessly from the East," said the lightning, spat out his tongue, "or I'm going to get dizzy."

“Can I go home tomorrow?”Lily went to the lightning listlessly, "I haven't taken a shower in days, and I feel uncomfortable all over."

The nightingale couldn't help but laugh, and clearly during the joint help meeting, everyone did not have time to take a bath for half a month, and no one complained, and now it is only more than a week.It occurred to her that the bathroom and soap might have been all the “conspiracy” of His Highness Roland—and that it had been difficult for the witches to make up their minds to leave the border town since he had invented the strange and useful things.

However, the calm did not last until the end of the delivery, and after lunch, Taza, who went to the king to inquire about intelligence, brought bad news.

“You mean... the dream water is gathering its men, and intending to surround the dock?”The iron axe frowned.

"Maybe" I'm going to surround the dock."Tsusa corrected, "The first part is a certain fact, and the second half is too bizarre, so my informant is not sure."Now the other black street organizations in the royal capital have taken action to prevent dream water from suddenly attacking their territory.However, compared to the idea that “surrounding the dock” is the smoke that the other party deliberately emits, I believe that they have leaked the news in the middle of the day – which is very common for rats.After all, most of the members of the Black Street organization are mixed or scum, which is not a strict organization at all.If the information is correct, then the dream water must have been directed by a certain force, otherwise it would be very difficult for them to leave their territory.”

"A bunch of rats," the iron axe said, "but will these people mess up and affect your drug sales plan?"

“Probably not,” Taza said, “they can’t get their hands in the patrol, and they’re unlikely to be able to get in and out of the side door.”As for entering the city, the skull finger will provide protection for the convoy carrying the potion.I am only worried about you, because I must stay in the city tonight, supervise the sale of purified water, and I am afraid that I will not be able to send you away tomorrow morning."

"It's okay," said the iron axe, patting him on the arm, "and then your Highness will come to the king's house, and we'll see you again."

As the Nightingale had expected, at dusk, the last of the boats carrying the refugees slowly left the dock and headed for Silver City.The remaining more than 300 people who did not want to leave the royal capital were ordered to be dismissed by the iron axe.

Then everyone was evacuated to the other side of the canal, waiting for the night to come.(Unfinished.)