"Mr. Roland, this is your domain, Blue Agate Port."
While the nobles in the Royal Capital were eagerly discussing the rumors about Roland and Princess Rosa, Roland had already traveled more than two hundred kilometers away.
Before him stood a small port town with a distinctly foreign charm. Buildings clustered beside an excellent deepwater harbor near the coast, sailboats lay at anchor, and a steady stream of fish and assorted goods flowed in and out.
This was Blue Agate Port, which had recently passed into his possession.
"They say that a hundred years ago, this was only a little fishing village. But after the Atrelin People surveyed and developed it, it gradually grew into the commercial hub it is today."
Standing on a rise at a crossroads, Roland gazed into the distance. Most of the buildings were two- or three-story brick-and-stone houses, with mills and factories scattered around the town. Overall, its development was on par with the late Middle Ages.
The arrival of the Atrelin People had brought many changes, however. Buildings in the Atrelin style stood among the others, properties purchased by the local chamber of commerce and merchants.
With various forces working together, the town brimmed with vitality. It might very well enjoy another wave of development in the coming commercial boom.
He had to admit, the Corlens Family really had given him a generous gift!
Roland marveled at it.
Having learned that their lord was coming, the local magistrate and tax officers had gathered their people to welcome him. Accompanying them were the Atrelin People, most of them merchants.
"Greetings, my lord. Your arrival is a tremendous honor for us..."
Roland glanced at those who had deliberately changed into Atrelin clothing and smiled. "I'm very pleased to meet you all, too."
Then he turned his attention