Kaster was a seaside city-state, with the Kordo Sea to the west. Countless ships came and went, docking there every day.
Among them were large merchant fleets, fishermen heading out to sea for their catch, and even naval fleets flying the flag of the Kaster City-State.
Because of that, the Basil District near the harbor was far livelier than the other districts.
Marco knew the place well. "...There are lots of goods from other countries here. Sometimes I come here to buy a few things too."
"Oh."
Wei En looked around curiously. Not only were there many people here, it was clearly more energetic than the other districts.
Sturdier brick-and-stone houses had been built on both sides of the street, most of them shops with signs hanging by their entrances.
There were taverns with a constant stream of customers, seafood shops selling all kinds of products from the sea, and even more places with several scantily dressed girls standing at the door.
"I'd advise you not to keep staring at those girls."
Marco leaned closer and said in a low voice, "They'll think you've taken a fancy to them... Of course, if you want to, you can go enjoy yourself."
Wei En quickly looked somewhere else. "I'll pass."
Although the girls were all very enthusiastic, he had no intention, for the time being, of leaving his first time in this world here.
Hm?
Wei En noticed that outside every shop building there was a gas lamp. That alone set this place apart from the other districts.
Mm, very rich.
"Brother Marco, those gas lamps are... Don't tell me they're still open at night?"
"Of course. There are not only passionate girls here, but even more passionate sailors."
Marco shrugged and jerked his chin toward a few people walking toward them.