The port of Rendonne.
As the largest and most historic port in Inglvig, the Port of Rendonna has many stories to tell. During the Glorious War, it was captured by Gaulnalo. When the counterattack began, it became the supply base for the Royal Fleet. After the advent of the era of peace, it became the largest export port in Inglvig, with tens of thousands of foreigners coming here every day.
Countless large ships were anchored in the port, and sailors were busy at work.
This place is like a microcosm of the world. You can see people from all over the world. Some merchants will bring out some unique specialties and then sell them in the crowded streets. Some people play special musical instruments and the sounds you have never heard of echo in your ears.
Seagulls are circling in the sky. This place is completely different from the old Dunling.
In an inconspicuous corner, two new visitors arrived here, raised their heads and admired the metal creation.
"So this is our next base?"
The mirror on the bird-beak mask reflected the dark shadow. The plague doctor looked at the rusty ship with some doubt.
Compared with other large ships docked here, this steamship can truly be described as bleak. Other steamships are like glamorous girls, but it is a homeless man who just crawled out of the downtown area.
The Plague Doctor had seen this ship before. It was this ship that pulled the Plague Doctor out of the sea after he took away the Sacred Coffin. But now the ship was much more dilapidated than when the Plague Doctor first saw it.
It seemed as if it had undergone some baptism and someone had brutally destroyed it.
If it weren't for Dean Lawrence's confirmation, he would even doubt whether this big ship had just been salvaged from the bottom of the sea. The words on the hull had been worn away by time, and the deck was also in tatters. If it sailed at night, it might be mistaken for a ghost ship.
"Yes."
Dean Lawrence reaffirmed and then boarded the ship with the plague doctor.
"Don't be fooled by its shabby appearance. It's actually a new-model steamship. It's just that some tricks have been done to make it closer to the coast."
He brushed his hand across the steel guardrail. The rust was the result of temporary use of chemical agents. Otherwise, this new steamship would have found it difficult to escape Inglvig's scrutiny and enter this sea area.
In the glorious war with Gaulnalo, Ingverg's naval force was exceptionally advanced and powerful. The Royal Fleet had been anchored in the White Tide Strait, and with the help of the ship's huge cannons, it fired directly at Gaulnalo's coastal defenses, directly destroying their coastal defenses. Now, if the ship encountered the Royal Fleet's artillery bombardment on the ocean, it would not be able to hold out for long.
Perhaps Archbishop Lawrence could survive, thanks to the power of the Holy Grail. If he was lucky, he could swim to the shore. The only question was how long he could swim.
But the things in the boat could not swim, and Priest Lawrence had already spent too much time on these things.
He is already very old, so old that even Dean Lawrence is not sure how much time he has left. Of course, if that thing can be successful, he will have a new life.
"Come on, Doctor. There may be something in here that may interest you."
As if promising some mysterious gift, Priest Lawrence pushed open the cabin door. A breeze blew in the darkness, carrying a smell of blood.