The port market on Brownsea Island is bustling with people, and more than a dozen ships of various sizes are docked at the dock to unload cargo. This kind of "prosperity" is rare in the Baltic Sea.
After landing, Frederick and others looked carefully at the busy dock and found that most of the civilians here were pale and thin. Except for the warehouses where merchants stored their goods, which were still decent, most people lived in low and dilapidated wooden houses.
The streets of the port town were in a mess, with all kinds of strange smells filling every corner, and animal and human feces mixed in the mud.
"Snap"
A worker who was carrying goods was a little slow and was whipped by the supervisor, but he did not cry out in pain and gritted his teeth to speed up his pace.
Looking at these numb civilians, Frederick felt that they were not even as good as slaves. They were like domesticated animals, living aimlessly.
Carmenla was used to this and explained to the people behind him, "The reason why White Wave Island was able to develop in the remote southern Baltic Sea is because it provides merchants with services like the Lord of the Dawn. For the sake of cheap labor, they can fill their cargo ships with spices in one go and travel a little further to trade here."
"It seems that Tone Sudin is a talented person." Wodek sighed.
A day ago, after he, Kahneman and Red Worm were tricked onto Frederick's boat, they had been studying their opponent, Tone Soutine, and found that he was no ordinary person.
"What's the difference between these people and the dead?" Delain Orlan, who always looked timid, made a joke about this and couldn't help but retort.
"But their bodies are still alive, aren't they?" Wodek said noncommittally.
Delane said nothing.
"There are still some people on the island who are dissatisfied with Tone Soutine. Do you want me to contact them?" Carmenla turned to the leader Frederick and asked.
Frederick hasn't spoken since he arrived on the island, and no one knows what he is thinking about.
"Varean, what do you think?" Frederick asked Varean Code.
"I think we can let Carmenla organize the civilians first, and then we can go visit Count Toné Soutine."
Hearing this, everyone was stunned. They seemed to be coming to attack Bailang Island, so why did they change to visiting the enemy?
"Can."
Frederick's nod of agreement left everyone at a loss.
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Inside the magnificent castle in the center of Brownsea Island, white candles illuminated the entire spacious hall. At the end of the long table in the center of the hall, Toné Soutine was savoring a steak with a silver knife and fork.
This middle-aged man, who was only thirty years old, tried his best to reveal classical elegance in every move, like a noble vampire aristocrat, chopping the bloody beef into pieces and putting it into his mouth to savor it slowly.
The butler with a wig came in. After Toné Soutine finished eating, he walked up to him and said slowly, "Master, a member of the Cod family wants to visit you."
Tone Sudin paused to wipe his mouth when he heard the news. "Blackwater Code?"
He obviously knew this surname, or rather, the two brutal Blackwater Battles made the entire Western Continent, and even some people in the Central Continent, familiar with this surname.
"Meet him," Toné Soutine said casually.
Tone Soutine's butler welcomed Frederick and others in and took them to the spacious and bright reception room to wait behind the long mahogany table.
The butler poured a cup of black tea for Varian who was sitting down, and left without even looking at Frederick and others standing behind Varian.
"Oh, welcome, my dear friend. What could the distinguished guest from the Codd family do for you?"
Toné Soutine, dressed in a dark aristocratic dress and a white wig, walked out with a rhythmic tone.
Sitting naturally on the chair moved by the butler, Toné Soutine bowed in a standard aristocratic manner and sat down gracefully.
Kahneman, who was standing behind Varian, listened to the aria and muttered quietly, "Is that how all nobles talk?"
Red Worm thought for a moment and lowered his voice: "Maybe this is how real nobles speak."
"Oh, our King is really not aristocratic. We should go back and teach him a lesson." Kahneman couldn't help but speak when he thought of Xia Lan's always lazy look.
"Oh, by the Lord of Truth, I hope he doesn't kick your ass."
In the end, the two men's whispered conversation was stopped by Delain. His uncle was a nobleman, but he would never be so pretentious.
"Count Tone Sudin, you should know what happened to the Code family. We just want to find a place to settle down." Valerian said politely.
"A place to stay? You are not thinking of going to Brownsea Island, are you?" Tone Sudin's tone became less friendly than at the beginning.
"Of course not. We found a deserted island in the waters south of White Wave Island. This time we are just here to visit our future neighbors." After noticing the change in Tone Sudin's expression, Varean immediately explained.
"Is that so? Of course you're welcome. But I've been here for ten years and I never found such an island."
"That sea area is very dangerous. Not only are the waves turbulent, but there are also many hidden reefs. It's normal that we didn't find it."
"Oh! The Code family is so lucky that they can find a place to settle down in the Thunder Sea." Tone Sudin exclaimed.
The Thunder Sea he mentioned is the sea area around Boravice. Due to the dangerous waves and reefs, as well as the unpredictable scenery, few ships approach there, which is why Boravice has not been discovered so far.
If it weren't for the safe waterway that Kanepali had explored over the past decade, everyone on the Silver Deer that strayed into Boravice might have been trapped there for life.
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