Kapitel 639: Chapter 23 Agricultural Colonization_2

"Peter Campbell of Waterside Village!" Bard read out the second name.

No one stepped forward.

Bard narrowed his eyes and repeated, "Peter Campbell of Waterside Village!"

A young man reluctantly walked out of the crowd; he was lean and gaunt with exceptionally large eyes that were darting about. His mouth was slightly crooked, which was why he was registered as Campbell.

The young man shuffled to the side of the carriage but was unwilling to kiss the holy emblem. He sneakily glanced at the "father officer's" expression and stammered, "Sir, I am not a peasant, I am from Revodan, I can't farm."

"Then why did you claim to be a peasant when you registered?" asked Bard, expressionless.

The young man had no answer.

He was an idler from Revodan, who, on the day the city fell, had hoped to profit from the chaos by tying a red string on his shoulder and going out to loot the streets.