Chapter 388: Ordinary Castel
After all, she was the empress of the empire and the one who pulled the empire out of decline. She had seen everything, so how could she be as disgraceful as Galahad?
“We’ve reached the shore!”
With a loud shout, several sailors threw ropes to the shore, and the steam engine under the deck slowly stopped turning.
The prince also came out of the cabin.
He remembered that Galahad once mentioned that he had seen an ironclad ship sink here. But since there are ships that can go to Blood Harbor now, it means that Castell's shipbuilding technology should be mature, and random sinkings should no longer occur. The amount of steel in a whole ship should be an astronomical figure even with Castell's productivity, right?
The prince stood at the bow and looked around. As expected, he did not see any other ships. There was only a lighthouse standing on the empty sea. It seemed that Castel's shipyard should be built somewhere else.
A long plank was built on the boat leading to the Castres pier, where there was an obviously newly built frame that raised the seaward part to make it easier for people getting off the boat.
The prince's eyes fell on the shelf, which was made of steel. It seemed that it was specially built by Hughes to show off his financial strength.
Using precious steel to build a frame would indeed be a luxury in the empire, but the prince had even seen ironclad ships, so he didn't feel much about it.
But he was not averse to it. Caster was his ally, and the stronger the ally was, the more at ease he felt.
Hughes himself was leading a few people to greet them at the port. After all, the prince was the head of the Principality of Tis, and since he came to visit Castel, of course Hughes had to greet him personally.
The prince gave a polite smile, exchanged a few words with Zeus, and then looked around.
I have to say that Castres is indeed a beautiful island with blue water and seagulls flying across the sky. There are not many traces of artificial excavation on the island, only a few scattered buildings. You have to look far away towards the center of the island to find a large number of towering churches like fortresses.
Galahad once said that there were limbs of the evil god on the island. Before coming here, the prince had repeatedly warned himself not to make a fuss about it. But now, looking around, he did not see the so-called evil god.
It seems that Galahad's description was just an exaggeration, and the evil god only covered a small part of the area.
It’s just that a lot of high walls were built on the island for unknown reasons, and some plants were planted on the top. Overall, it looks quite nice. The natural landscape and artificial buildings are matched together, and there is a sense of coordination. I may do this in Blood Harbor in the future.
The prince's eyes then fell on the two tall figures, and his expression became more serious.
Banshee.
Although they wear full body heavy armor, they do not feel the encumbrance of heavy infantry at all. Soldiers only start wearing heavy armor before a battle because it consumes a lot of physical strength.
These extraordinary creatures were wearing armor as thick as a fist, but they looked like ordinary pieces of paper, with no sign of stiffness or deformation in their movements.
The prince estimated the thickness of the armor in his mind. Even the bullets from a bolt-action rifle would find it difficult to penetrate such heavy armor, not to mention the Empire's musketeers.
If such warriors appeared on the battlefield, there would be hundreds of them. No, they didn't need hundreds of them. As long as there were ten of them, he would be confident that he could redraw the map of the empire. They could easily tear apart the enemy's front line, and even the strongest defense would be like paper in front of them.
The extraordinary people don't go to the battlefield? That's just because those extraordinary people are too weak and easily consumed on the battlefield. If it were these powerful banshees, all the rules would have to be overturned and started over again.
The prince sighed and suppressed the jealousy in his heart.
After the two sides exchanged greetings, Hughes invited him to visit the airship airport.
The Skyshroud Behemoth was currently undergoing repairs at the airport. Although the prince had already seen its huge figure, he couldn't help but take a deep breath when he saw it.
It was much more shocking when viewed from the ground than from the sky. The size of this thing was almost as big as one of his old palaces. A palace was floating in the sky. This feeling made his scalp tingle no matter how many times he saw it.
But it is a little different from what it looked like before.
The airship's original bomb compartment was removed and replaced with a square cargo platform.
"For the next period of time, the Sky Curtain Behemoth will be mainly used for transportation. Our factory in the Martha Islands is under preparation for construction. Currently, the production capacity of sea vessels is limited, and supplies are mainly transported by air."
Xius introduced on the side.
Martha Islands.
The prince naturally knew what it was. When he was still on the throne, the Pirate King was his biggest worry.
But unexpectedly, neither the Queen nor the Pirate King survived. "How is the Pirate King now?" the prince asked casually. Since Zeus could build a factory over there, he should have dealt with the Pirate King long ago.
"Well," Hughes looked at the high wall not far from the two of them, and his face turned strange. "He is also in Castel now."
"Oh?" The prince was instantly interested. "Can I meet him? I heard he has a huge treasure."
Hughes glanced at the prince and knew that he must have said that on purpose.
The speed of information dissemination in this world is still too slow. Moreover, Castel's forces are almost the only ones left in the entire Storm Ocean, and the prince has no channels to learn the news of the Pirate Court.
Judging from the situation, he's probably trying to sow discord.
I just don't know how he would react when he knew that half of the Pirate King was put into the furnace and the other half was planted on the tree. As for the Pirate King's treasure, Zeus didn't take it seriously. Even if it was true - with the low productivity of the Storm Ocean, how much treasure could be accumulated?
It would be better to develop the industry honestly and then create some production capacity. Wouldn't that be much better than some treasure?
The two quickly got on the carriage and left.
"A carriage? I thought there would be other means of transportation, like a steam car or something like that." The prince said with a smile.
"We do have steam locomotives, but recently the airport has a lot of cargo to transport, so all the locomotives are used to transport cargo. The cargo boxes can accommodate people, but the environment is still a bit poor."
Just then, a train whistle sounded in the distance. The prince turned around and looked over there, with a hint of obsession in his eyes, as if the steel locomotive spewing steam was some kind of treasure.
"I don't mind."
"Don't worry, there will be a chance." Zeus blinked and began to wonder whether he should let the prince go to the webway to take a look.
Today, the surface and underground of Castel are almost two different worlds.
The prince nodded and prepared to look away.
At present, it seems that Castres has a good industrial foundation, but it is just so-so and cannot be said to be amazing.
I don't know how Galahad could be frightened to the point of losing control.
Suddenly, his eyes fixed and he looked at the lighthouse in the distant sea in confusion.
Why does it feel like it just got a little taller? (End of this chapter)
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