This port was once a prosperous commercial hub within Vergana. While not as developed as Hopeland, it still had a significant population. The headquarters of the Dayas Chamber of Commerce, once a rival of the Carites, was stationed here.

They were an older generation of shipbuilders who, in recent years, had collaborated with the mages of the Frost Rose to design and produce numerous ironclad warships. Unfortunately, in last year's naval battle, while the ironclads had temporarily achieved impressive results, they were quickly defeated by the new steel warships of the Carites.

After Green Water Port was occupied, the shipyards that previously belonged to the Dayas Chamber of Commerce were also confiscated, and are now managed by the Carites Chamber of Commerce.

"Miss Lacey, this way please."

Several high-ranking officials from the local branch of the Chamber of Commerce looked at the young lady respectfully, and then introduced her to the current situation of the Carites Chamber of Commerce and the situation in Green Water Port.

"Ever since we joined forces with Clancy, we've received numerous official orders for warships. Following your instructions, we've also secured contracts at relatively affordable prices. Not only is Hopeland now producing the mainstay Aglaia-class battleships, but even Greenwater Port, near enemy territory, is producing some auxiliary warships in preparation for the upcoming war."

"According to our estimates, if the Starlight Alliance wants to continue to increase its troops, it must ensure control of the sea so that various supplies can be continuously transported from the sea to the front lines."

"So what about our production capacity? Can we deliver the orders before June this year?"

"My lady, we have already launched five Aglaia-class battleships. One was sunk before, and four are currently in service."

"By June, we estimate we can launch three more ships, but this is our limit. We have already canceled all other shipbuilding orders. Training craftsmen and skilled alchemists will take quite a while."

"What about transport ships? They are used to transport food and supplies." Loran Hill looked at the busy scene in the shipyard and asked the people around him.

"These are all easy to solve. Many merchant ships can be temporarily converted into transport ships. Green Water Harbor also has a lot of materials piled up for ironclad warship construction, which is perfect for use."

"That's good."

Looking at the busy workers in his field of vision, Loran Hill suddenly asked curiously.

"Are they from our Chamber of Commerce, or the Dayas Chamber of Commerce?"

They glanced at each other and replied, "They used to be with the Dayas Chamber of Commerce, but now they've joined us at Carites. After all, the benefits here are better, and they also provide comprehensive personal protection."

"Personal protection?" Loran Hill turned his head.

"Yes, in order to produce the finished product as quickly as possible, Frost Rose oppressed these craftsmen very severely, and the top management of the Dayas Chamber of Commerce also wanted to take the opportunity to please the mages, so the means of supervision were relatively strong..." Several people chose their words carefully, not wanting to say something too bloody and cruel. After all, in their eyes, this young lady was still young and so lovable.

"Okay, I think I know."

The girl shook her head slightly. The emergence of flesh factories in a country with unequal rights was almost inevitable. Who would care about these ordinary people at the bottom who could not resist?

But she really didn't want to see or hear such a scene again.