After eating the pastries, Loran Hill took a quick hot bath and then went to bed in his pajamas.
Outside the window at night is the sky with faint stars, and the fireplace in the room still has a dim red flame. A day in the north passes quietly like this.
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The next day, shortly after dawn, Loran Hill changed into a black winter dress with a shawl and went out wearing light gray boots.
According to the letter she received some time ago, Yi Xue should arrive in the next two days. She wants to go to the port to ask around, pay attention, and also learn about the living conditions of the people here.
Compared to when I first arrived yesterday, the streets are a little busier today. Perhaps it is because many nearby villagers came into the city early in the morning. You can always see aunties and old people walking by carrying baskets.
They used to wear plain grey and black clothes, which were filled with a lot of cotton wool or old fur, so the clothes looked bulky and the shapes were not very nice.
'Jackdaw Harbor' is one of the territories of the Duke of Trey. It is almost the northernmost place in the North. There are no special products or resources around it. It is relatively barren. The only thing that people can remember is the 'Jackdaw Fleet' stationed on the other side of the sea cliff.
If someone who doesn't know much about it, they might be surprised why there is a fleet stationed in such a remote place. But if you talk about the origins of the nobles in the north and understand the history of the early days of the empire, you may be able to roughly guess the reason.
That’s right, this is the place where the survivors of the Eternal Dark Island landed and returned to the mainland. It is also the stronghold where the empire monitors the ice elves and prevents them from moving south and returning to the mainland.
However, this function was gradually forgotten as the peace lasted for a long time, and this fleet gradually became a forgotten existence.
The warships built in the past are parked in the almost abandoned military port. The long sails are already leaking and dilapidated, and the originally black sunken wood has now turned gray under the wind, rain and scorching sun.
The brutal war between elves and humans gradually became a distant and ethereal legend.
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