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"This place was practically the Gold Coast!"

After sailing nearly ten thousand kilometers and establishing five outposts along the way, the fleet reached the place Psyche had told them about on the spring equinox of 1038.

To Frederick's surprise, the largest traditional marketplace on the coast wasn't near a river mouth. That whole area was mudflats, and the nearest suitable spot was about ninety kilometers from the mouth of the river with the largest drainage basin.

The fleet already had rules and procedures for dealing with the locals.

The large ships stayed offshore. Frederick went ashore with a translator and a feather duster to negotiate, Coruro treated several people with Tremor Disease, and the priest aboard the Flying Tulip went to preach.

After securing a piece of land, Frederick built a wall, and the troops that followed set up temporary tents.

This was the final stop on the voyage. All the cargo was unloaded at the outpost called "Ant City."

When sales ended on the first day and they finished taking stock, the girls happily wrung Frederick dry.

"There's so much gold accumulated here over the years!" Lilu said excitedly. "Red Ant accepted two crates of Happy Water and agreed to send people to contact the other tribes today."

"My preliminary estimate is that we can ship back at least six tons of gold from here. Including the other two places, we should bring in around seven tons on this voyage!"

"In the long run, we can bring in about two tons of gold from the Southern Continent every year!"

Frederick nodded. "That's well above expectations. Looks like we'll have to build ships like fish balls."

"But there's a problem. As a lot of gold pours in, its purchasing power will fall, and its value compared to silver and other