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Cape Holiday·Pride and Prejudice The closer Colonel Fraser got to Crimson Castle, the more uneasy his heart felt.
This mixed emotion of anticipation, anxiety, and unease had multiple sources: aside from the surprise he had prepared for Junior Milian and the eagerness to see her relieved expression, the Colonel had seen even more disturbing scenes on his way to the heart of Transylvania.
First, there were nurous Wolf People and Gnoll laborers constructing roads in the wilderness of Transylvania under the direction of local foren and supervisors.
The scene was magnificent.
Although without the aid of steam equipnt, the Colonel still saw from the window of his carriage, those Wolf People laborers in prison garb piling up different materials on the already excavated roadbed according to a complex sequence, while the human workers nearby mixed sothing the Colonel had never seen before with shovels.
Under the direction of the foreman, they would pour gray “mud” into wooden fras onto the compacted roadbed, and in just tens of minutes, the road surface would show a peculiar dark gray color.
The Colonel had made inquiries and was told that this was a “secret technique” of the Stonemason Association, supposedly the ingenious idea from among their Alchemists.
Using this substance called “Cent” for road-building could maintain the road surface very solid and smooth.
Apart from needing regular maintenance and adding “Alchemical Substances” during production, there were hardly any downsides to this thing.
Over a period of ti, they had been using this convenient and quick thod to construct small roads crisscrossing among farms according to drawings, and what they were currently constructing was the “North Direct Route” from Crimson Castle to Xike Territory.
According to the foren’s lively discussions over lunchboxes, Grand Artisan Mr.
Chen of the Stonemason Brotherhood had already planned out a major thoroughfare traversing the entire Transylvania.
There were even plans to erect several permanent bridges over the Kaderman River.
Obtaining this information made Colonel Fraser note in his ever-present journal, aware that Mr.
Morphy had not relaxed his infrastructure efforts in the territory during his absence.
Although Transylvania was still quite desolate, he and his administrators obviously had a complete plan in mind and had already put it into practice.
This road they had just started to build was only one of the basics in this plan.
It was truly unimaginable.
Fraser sat in the fast-moving carriage, feeling the smooth ride as the carriage entered the “Cent Road” to Crimson Castle—this was much better than the bumpy feel of uneven ground.
Perhaps he should think of a way to acquire the recipe for the “Cent Secret Technique” from the Stonemason Brotherhood…
He thought that would certainly be a good business.
If left to the Cape Family to operate, within five years, this stuff would spread to every road in the whole Goldenrod Kingdom, and King Louis would definitely rejoice over this change.
That was his first thought.
But when the carriage approached the increasingly bustling Treasure Bay, what Colonel Fraser saw and heard during a stop to rest and adjust opened his eyes even wider.
It wasn’t just because a re twenty-minute “rest” had caused him to lose fifty Gold Coins in a perfectly decent casino, but also because he saw certain things beneath the variety of gambling apparatus and services that could be called perfect.
The Colonel even saw rchants from North Wind Castle traveling long distances just to experience the operational model of this recently popular “gold mine” in Nordtof.
More embarrassingly, the Colonel encountered three heads of firms under the Cape Family, who, after three days of wild gambling, had lost everything and were planning to head back to East Prussia with their tails between their legs.
Although the three heads of firms answered the severe questioning of the family’s young master uniformly claiming they were only there to “scout the project,” their disheveled appearance could not fool Colonel Fraser’s eyes.
Damn!
These Transia People really have a way!
They used such a malicious thod to tempt and corrupt the proud minds of the Goldenrod People, and from just twenty minutes of experience, the Colonel could understand what terrifying numbers the daily turnover of this casino, which was currently expanding its third phase, amounted to.
This place was definitely now Governor Morphy’s “money bag.”
If the vampires were to spread this decadent “way to wealth,” then in no ti at all, Mr.
Morphy would no longer feel financial pressure.
Most importantly, locals were not allowed inside.
So, was the money used for road construction and building works being squeezed out of these gamblers who flocked here?
Tsk, it was a cunning thod befitting the vampire status.
“You three!
This ti is forgiven, but if you dare co back, don’t expect to continue serving the family.”
Outside the Treasure Bay casino, Colonel Fraser sternly scolded the three heads of firms in front of him, who were old enough to be his father but were now being reprimanded like grandsons.
Throwing a bag of coins, he shafully said:
“Take this money and roll back with it.
Rember to write a scouting report after you return, and submit it to my father under my na.
Describe in detail what you saw and heard in Treasure Bay, as well as your understanding of the new-style casino operation model.
I believe my father can see the business opportunity in it.”
“Yes, Young Master!”
The three heads had thought that being caught would definitely spell the end of their careers, but unexpectedly, this turn of events clutched at the last straw of salvation.
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