The Combined Fleet docked at Freehold, while Rowan took the northern trail and traveled through the night to Boralus.
With the Inland Sea's three main exits blockaded, the Ashvane industrial district had grown considerably quieter.
After the Family Council consolidated its resources, the Ashvane Family's factories became part of the Morris Industries District's production chain, responsible for smelting iron and steel and manufacturing precision steel products.
The materials and industrial goods produced by the factories could no longer be shipped overseas and could only be consumed within the Inland Sea's industrial districts.
Without further warship orders, the steel had to be left sitting idle. The warehouses were already filled to capacity, and the factories could no longer operate.
Rowan passed through the Ashvane Family's industrial district and, with Byron's introduction, met Moss, the man in charge of Ashvane Munitions.
Moss had a fair amount of backbone. Even though Rowan had now become Kul Tiras's new leader and his immediate superior, Moss still had no intention of bowing his head.
Business was business. Although he was a subordinate, Moss found the disgusting practice of groveling to one's superiors deeply repulsive. He had no intention of getting any favors out of Rowan anyway.
Rowan knew Moss disliked him, so naturally, he would not go out of his way to court a cold reception.
"Resume production in the industrial district as soon as possible. I'll arrange for the shipyards to put a new batch of warships and floating strongholds on their production schedules." Riding alongside Moss, Rowan issued his orders as they talked.
Moss gave Rowan a sidelong glance and nodded slightly. "Resuming operations won't be a problem, my lord, but the Ashvane Merchants' Guild's reserves are already severely overdrawn. The workers can't work on empty stomachs."
"I'll consider the funding issue."
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