"I think we should go over, the people to greet us are here." Gavin pointed to a group of people in the distance who were speeding up.

They had been delayed here for a long time. People from the Tessel refugee camp probably discovered them and sent people out to greet them.

At first glance, they looked like standard Tethyrians.

This distinction is not based on appearance, but on temperament.

Years of warlord fighting have made the military style very popular in Tethyr. They move vigorously and resolutely while sitting and lying down, and are full of military style.

However, the valley has been away from war for many years, and its atmosphere is loose and lazy.

The leader is a middle-aged, older man with a gray beard and hair, in his fifties, with a stocky build, a swarthy face, a serious face, and an unsmiling look. Even a fool can see the smell of a soldier exuding from his body.

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Without more than twenty years of military experience, you will never be able to hone this kind of temperament.

The cavalry behind him also followed orders and looked well-trained.

The middle-aged man spoke from a distance: "Thank you, Miss Regina, for lending a helping hand. No matter whether I can save my villagers or not, I, Copperfield, will remember this kindness. I will definitely go there if I find a way to do it in the future.

Even if you die, you will never give up."

"Copperfield?" Before Regina could speak, Gavin exclaimed, "Captain of the Watcher, General Copperfield, who has the reputation of being the last watchman? Weren't you captured by the pirates of the Nelanthal Islands?

Were they besieged and forced to sail into the eye of the storm, and perished together with a dozen pirate ships?"

Copperfield was stunned, his eyes fell on Gavin, and he asked doubtfully: "How do you know me?"

"I think there is no one in Tethyr who doesn't know you." Gavin's smile almost reached behind his ears.

I didn't expect that when I came to take in a wave of Tethyr refugees, I would actually find treasure.
Chapter completed!