Lord of the Oasis

Bags of salt, spices and sugar stacked from inside the shop all the way out into the streets. Merchants loaded with goods going flooded the streets with their carriages. The air was filled with fragrances emanating from all manner of spices. It was a prosperous, lively city at the side of the oasis. Sounds of metals being hammered and threads being woven were heard all over the place, as smiths and craftsmen were busy at work in their respective workshops. The banner of the successor of the Kingdom of Swadia—Baron Kant—was hanging on the city gates. The citizens lived peaceful, happy lives, revering their lord from the bottom of their hearts. Soldiers on the city walls armed with crossbows stood guard over the city, and footmen wearing mail armor patrolled the streets. The place was one of peace and security.

Ji Mansion's Old Zhao · 游戏

分數不夠

820 Chs

Letter That Never Sent Out

編輯: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"Messengers?" Raphael was puzzled. "Messengers from where?"

"They are in charge of collecting some individual letters on the harbor," Claremont explained. "When we walked to the harbor, we met people who were sending the letters. They showed us the way."

"I see." Raphael said. "Actually, you don't have to send the letters yourself. You just have to send them to the mailbox in front of the camp. The messengers will come to collect them."

"It seems that we are too impatient." Devitt shook his head and said with a smile.

Claremont sat down at the table and took over Devitt's words. He continued, "Everyone should be thinking about going home. At least I am eager to return."

Raphael glanced at Abel and said apologetically, "Actually, in order to keep an eye on the news on this island, Captain Abel will have to stay here for a period of time."

"What?" Devitt said in surprise, "Abel, aren't you coming back with us tomorrow?"

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