Chapter 1090 Os Island

In the luxurious ship heading towards Os Island, in the cabin with only two people, Tornio, who was watching the merchants coming and going through the window, broke the silence.

"You know, many people are very interested in your marriage. Even I, an old wolf who makes a living in the sea, can hear praises for this sacred marriage when I solicit customers in the Young Dragon Bay..."

"Of course, I was also fortunate to drink a glass of fine wine given by the Royal Chamber of Commerce to passers-by."

"I didn't expect that an old sea wolf would be so curious about the marriage of young people."

"It depends on the object. If it were someone else, um... For example, if the next Prince of Terenlock married a civilian girl, I don't think it would cause such a big wave in Ossuan."

Draconir smiled. Who is the next Prince of Terenlock? Isn't it himself?

"I don't want to talk about private matters, but I guess the focus of your question is not on my relationship with Gladys."

Tornio did not deny it, and continued to lean back a little, "Do you think this is a deliberate trap, such as a group of people who regard the Satusa Merchants Union as a thorn in their eyes, and happened to know that His Royal Highness will bring his wife to the Old World..."

"I don't deny this possibility."

"Then are you willing to help these people with ulterior motives get rid of the thorn in their eyes?"

Draconil supported the back of his head with both hands, leaned against the chair, propped up his two wooden legs, and maintained a delicate posture.

"I don't care who has a purpose against whom, and who wants to use me to eliminate the thorn in their eyes, but I know very well that real chess players will occasionally act like a fool and enter the game in person.

When they relax, the victory or defeat of this chess game is already in my hands."

Tornio's smile is very subtle. In the past, the evaluation of Prince Caledo was mostly focused on the good control of the country, so that all forces can get a good sweetness and maintain a balance of the situation.

Now it seems that he just has more means to solve problems than his father, and is good at using brains instead of force, but he is still the proud monarch of Caledor in his bones.

"You have such confidence, which makes me look forward to this event. But then again, how many treasures do you give to the marriage partner?"

"Why are you curious about this?"

"Everyone is racking their brains to guess. After all, the financial resources of the dragon tamer family are well known to the world, and it is the first time to marry a commoner. Can it turn a poor guy into a rich man who can rival a country?"

Draknir sat down steadily and looked at the captain who cared too much. "You have a lot of questions... but I don't mind satisfying this curiosity.

In fact, I didn't reward the marriage partner with anything, just a promise waiting to be fulfilled."

Tornio's eyes suddenly tightened slightly. For a prince, promises are by no means comparable to money.

Especially Caledor, who linked honor with the Phoenix King and the Dragon Prince, will both be the fulfilers of this promise.

"This is really enviable. I have a young granddaughter. Why don't you wait until your child is born..."

"Stop it. If you joke too much, it will seem frivolous, Captain Tornio."

The captain bowed his head to show that he understood. He was just testing Draknir's character and knew that continuing the discussion would only lead to awkwardness.

After the ship docked, Weier invited the two guests to get on the carriage. When they arrived at the destination, someone would naturally pick them up.

The fully enclosed carriage had a magic circle painted on the surface to prevent the insiders from using their mental power to perceive the outside. Its effect was enough to make most elf wizards despair.

But the person sitting there was definitely not an ordinary wizard. Draknir closed his eyes and leaned against the wooden wall. As the wheels rolled, his eyebrows frowned more and more, and his hands folded across his chest trembled unnaturally.

The area of ​​Os Island is not large. From the perspective of scale, it can only accommodate the population of a normal town. From the perspective of planning, this place is a handicraft area, where materials are processed and sold after secondary processing.

Judging from the several large workshops on the periphery, the handicraft area is worthy of its name, but inside, Draknir can clearly sense that there are at least five large-scale settlements, with a population density comparable to that of a rat's nest.

But there are some problems...

"Tornio, how do the Sartosa Islands usually solve sewage disposal?"

"Tyrell and Estalia, the Merchant Union took the initiative to take over the sewage arrangement that originally belonged to the City Hall, and built at least ten sealed ships dedicated to transporting feces and sewage, and returned the usable materials produced by the people on the island to the land."

Draknir nodded thoughtfully. If you want to form a dense settlement, at least two points must be guaranteed: food and hygiene.

If Os Island discharges sewage into the ocean, the Royal Navy will soon discover the abnormality and release tens of thousands of livestock kept inside.

As for food, it is easy to understand. No one will think of questioning the situation of the sewage discharge ship. Just a slight flushing is needed to feed at least half of the people with food that is originally supplied with nutrients from livestock feces.

It seems that after a hundred years of development, Caledor is no longer the same as before. Everyone is eager for honor...

When Draknir made this judgment, the carriage had stopped, and the beautiful maid opened the door and invited the two guests to get off the carriage, kneeling on the ground as a human ladder and waiting.

The old sea wolf crossed the human ladder without any burden. He didn't want to leave a worse impression in front of Prince Caledor, and Draknir was the same. Although he didn't value humans very much, if he took it as a symbol of nobility, wouldn't it be a disgrace to the family's name.

After noticing the attitude of the two distinguished guests towards the animals, the elf's eyes flashed with a different light. He whispered to the attendant beside him that he must find out the identity of the buyer, especially the person who claimed to be the distant cousin of the prince's wife.

In addition to announcing the information about Gladys, the Dragon Court maintains a high degree of confidentiality from the associates. Even though the buyer may be under the guise, the magic scroll with the mark of the Fire Dragon Emblem will not lie.

The young elf came to the two distinguished guests and opened his arms in a welcoming gesture.

"Welcome to the island of Os, I am Ivisana from Tal Kaled, specializing in livestock trading."

Ivisana first set his sights on the experienced and capable captain and complimented him, "Even the son of Caledor, who lives deep in the Dragon's Back Mountains, has heard about the deeds of the old captain Tornio. You are determined to expand your shipbuilding business. It is in line with the revival plan of the Elf Empire proposed by His Majesty the Phoenix King.

Thanks to your trust, I have prepared suitable animals for you to ensure that you can still have a healthy body in the bitter cold forest of Naggaroth. "

After greeting the old captain, the real big business is the focus of Ivisana.

He looked at the prince's relatives who looked calm and behaved more respectfully.