Although airships were greatly affected by the weather and slower than trains, they could transport goods directly from point to point without being constrained by terrain.
The two industrial entities of Castel and Blood Port were also gradually transitioning away from their wartime systems.
The Empire's vast ceded territories needed governance, the industrial system needed planning and upgrades, the South Continent needed people sent to investigate it, and the secrets of the [Gods] needed to be explored.
There was much to do.
The moment Theus returned to Blood Port, he became busy, even busier than during the war—the various backlogged issues that had been suppressed by the wartime system erupted all at once, leaving him utterly overwhelmed.
The problems within the territory could at least be shared by the complete civil service system, but the matter of the South Continent required a separate solution.
After careful consideration, Theus summoned several people to his office.
"Uh, my lord...
The people in the room exchanged glances, all looking somewhat bewildered.
Jeremiah, Ken, Little Bu, Chloe, and... the old butler Connor.
These people usually had little interaction with one another.
Why had he called them here?
"Jeremiah, Ken, I recall that the two of you went to the Corridor of Despair? Do you still have the nautical charts from then?"
While Castel had been fighting the Deep Sea War, Jeremiah and Ken had been aboard the Black Pearl, searching the seas for Castel's whereabouts.
Their search had taken them from the Storm Ocean all the way to the Corridor of Despair.
"We do. We traveled along the Corridor of Despair for quite a while and nearly thought we wouldn't make it back... Captain Jeremiah drew the charts. They're very detailed!" Ken said without hesitation.
Jeremiah shot him a somewhat displeased glare.
He did