Chapter 238 This Young Man Has the Eyes of a Saint

The morning sun slanted on the sea, shimmering with a layer of silver light.

Every time the hull cut through the waves, the light shimmered slightly, as if the sea were breathing.

The chill brought by the sea breeze could not be dispelled even under the sunlight.

On the second floor of this sizable merchant ship heading to Lilom City, the wooden furniture and decorations were exquisite and cozy. Viscount Francis sat at the dining table, with a silk tablecloth spread before him and silver cutlery neatly arranged.

In his middle age, he wore a dark gray suit, with the family crest embroidered in gold thread. Although his eyes showed some fatigue, his meticulous grooming still appeared dignified and elegant. His slender fingers also revealed traces of swordsmanship.

He gently forked a piece of smoked salmon and put it in his mouth, unconsciously frowning slightly as he chewed.

However, it was not because the chef’s performance was subpar today.

"Alas, it will probably be difficult to deal with the Imperial City this year."

He sighed inwardly, but did not speak aloud.

The Protos Empire had seventeen provinces.

Lilom City was the most remote in the already poor Southwestern Province. If it weren't along the sea, it would almost have become a fortress city in the forest.

Now, the Protos Empire and the countries led by the Kingdom of Aesthelan in the northwest of the Empire were in an extremely dangerous state. A full-scale war in the Northern Continent could break out at any time, just waiting for an opportunity to ignite this great fire of the century.

Although the flames of war would not spread here for them, a city in the rear, once the war started, problems such as conscription and taxation could become an unbearable burden for their remote small territory.

Not only that, but the most absurd decision of the Empire now was to appease the Rebirth Church.

This act of scheming with a tiger might seem like a clever trick to control a tiger for those in power in the Imperial City, and it did create a great terror and deterrent to the countries to the north, but for the common people, it was undoubtedly a disaster.

Even they, a border city, felt uneasy because of the Rebirth Church followers on the streets.

At this moment, a knock on the door interrupted Viscount Francis's thoughts.

"Are there any arrangements this morning?"

As Viscount Francis's voice fell, a young man dressed as a captain walked in slowly. He was Francis's secretary and his guard.

"Viscount, that guest is awake."

The secretary reported in a steady tone.

Francis slowly swallowed the food in his mouth and nodded. "Okay, I understand. Prepare some light tea and fruit and send it to his cabin. I'll be there in a while."

For someone who has experienced a shipwreck and may not have eaten for a long time, it is better to eat some fruits and vegetables and replenish water before eating.

Recently, magic storms have been erupting at sea, and passenger and merchant ships in imperial ports have stopped sailing south.

The closer one gets to the sea area in the middle of the North and South continents, the more frequent accidents occur.

According to the empire's investigation report, most disaster scientists believe that two extremely terrifying creatures fought to the death in the southern sea area, and the unbridled collision of magic further intensified the spread of natural disaster-like magic tides.

"Yes, sir."

The secretary bowed slightly and then left the restaurant.

Not long after, Francis finished his breakfast. He put down his cutlery, wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, adjusted his tie, and stood up, leaning on his cane.

Originally, it was just a routine trip to visit old friends and do some business in a large port city in the east, but this time there was a little episode.

Last night, the storm had just ravaged the sea, and the huge waves raised seemed to try to devour their merchant ship time and time again, but this was not a special event for them, who had experienced many storms.