With the goodwill of the "Baron of Withered Wood Port," Kedson turned around and quickly walked toward the "shipwreck camp," instructing the half-starved sailors to pack up and prepare to relocate.
"Move quickly! Gather everything that can still be used!"
"And the usable goods in the cabin... those tools might still come in handy!"
As soon as the Imperial Soldiers appeared in this forest, the young men had curiously gathered around nearby.
Upon hearing that the captain had reached an agreement with the local nobility, they couldn't help but shed tears of excitement, secretly grateful they hadn't hung the fool who steered them into the storm at the mast, sparing his life instead.
The group quickly got busy.
They turned the cabin upside down, hauling out all the usable goods inside.
Watching the bustling figures, Ticky twirled a silver scepter with his index finger, a look of satisfaction on his face, as he winked at the black-robed servant beside him.
