As White had suggested, Manfeld found that nobody waited for him after the coach departed. He was surrounded by strangers.
However, he did not feel very frustrated about the lack of appreciation because he did that simply because that he thought this was the right thing to do.
Manfeld soon found the registration desk based on the information provided by the coachman. In fact, a banner was hung over that area, which attracted many passers-by.
Although there were lots of people, the registration proceeded in an orderly fashion. Iron bars segmented the crowd, and there formed a huge lineup between the entrance and the registration desk. Refugees were thus directed into a temporary "passage", along which they shuffled forward slowly.
A Graycastle soldier received Manfeld. All the clerks were wearing the same uniform, so it was easy to distinguish them.
"Name?"
"Manfeld Castein."
"Identity? Any criminal records? What's your expertise?"