After Kant returned to the room, he fell down on the bed.
I fell asleep until the next morning.
Because I didn't make an appointment with Crowitz in advance, I didn't have any plans for today.
After a good night's rest, Kant went out alone with full of energy.
Not far from the Li B&B building is the old palace of the Kingdom of the Dead.
Although it was demolished into ruins, Kant still wanted to take a look inside.
Stepping into the gate of the palace, many workers inside were busy working, and did not notice Kant shuttling among them.
Kant raised his head and looked. The stone roof of the palace had been removed by the repairmen. Because the inner walls of the entire palace were connected together, when the roof was destroyed, the edges of the walls in some places were also broken. It collapsed a lot.
Kant walked into the promenade where the troops who had previously fought had walked, and arrived at the battlefield of the melee.
The altar in the center of the room was also demolished in sevens and eights, but the open flame altar was kept. It seems that workers will also come here to work at night.
The ground composed of stone bricks with the special emblem of the kingdom of the undead was smashed, exposing the underground soil.
Some of the dirt was darker, and it felt like blood had seeped into the ground.
Kant sighed in his heart and prayed silently for the soldiers who died in battle. He left the room.
Kant stopped at the door leading to the corridor, hesitating whether to go to the dungeon and medical room mentioned by Bundak before.
After much deliberation, I gave up.
Immediately walked out of the palace.
Kant continued to wander casually on the street, while browsing both sides of the street.
The workers who come and go on the street are responsible for the transportation, which is quite lively.
Kant just followed the flow of people and spent his most relaxed moment in the street walking.
It was not until dinner time that we returned to the homestay.
Met Clorez who came to look for him.
"Hello, lord." Clorez greeted.
"Yeah." Kant nodded, and sat down on a chair in the hall to rest: "When did you come here?"
Before he went out, he received the news from the guard that Clorez had come to look for him while he was resting. So someone sent a message to Crowrez: meet at the hotel building at dusk.
I didn't expect Crowley to arrive so early.
"I have been here for a while, and you, the lord, have arrived." Clorez said.
"Then stay and have dinner together. Let's talk about it after dinner is over." Kant suggested.
Kloretz nodded slightly in surprise: "Thank you, Lord, for the invitation."
When it was close to dinner time, there were more people coming and going in the hall and kitchen.
Some assistants who work for the chef also help to deliver meals to the workers who work shifts on the construction site.
Kant took Crowitz to the box in the side hall on the second floor and sat down, and then soldiers continued to bring prepared meals from the back kitchen.
This meal was very restrained, and Kant had the habit of not talking when eating or sleeping, so after picking up his rice bowl, he didn't say a word.
Crowitz usually dined with the noisy workers in the barracks, but he was not used to the slightly deserted atmosphere.
After tasting a few mouthfuls, he put down the bowl and chopsticks. Said to Kant who was sitting opposite: "I'm done eating, Lord, take it easy."
Kant raised his head after hearing the sound, after chewing the next bite of food. He opened his mouth and asked, "Are you eating so fast? I saw that you didn't even carry your food."
"Well, maybe it's because I've been staying outdoors today, the weather is too hot, and I don't have a good appetite." Clorez nodded awkwardly and explained.
"Hehe, it should be because I'm not used to eating with me." Kant joked with a smile.
Crowley shook his head with a smile.
"If I had known earlier, I would have eaten with the soldiers in the lobby on the first floor, so maybe it wouldn't be so embarrassing." Kant said while scooping soup into his bowl.
"No, no, it's better to follow the lord's habit." Clorez hurriedly denied.
Kant smiled and drank the soup in the bowl slowly.
After the soup bowl bottomed out, he took off the napkin and wiped his mouth. Said to Cloretz: "I have finished eating too. Let's go to the study and talk."
The two walked from the second floor to the study of the suite on the third floor.
Kant hadn't used this room much, and the bookshelves were empty.
There are some flowers and plants with relatively light fragrance on the fence outside the window.
Kant walked to a chair and sat down, and motioned for Crowitz to please sit down.
Looking at the gradually darkening sky outside the window, Kant said, "Do you have any arrangements for tomorrow?"
"I read your annotations on the appendix of the manuscript paper, Lord, maybe I can go to Half Moon Lake tomorrow to have a look. That is the only freshwater resource in Durandal." Clorez thought for a while and said.
"Fresh water resources, well, the problem there is also related to the development of this city." Kant said.
"Although the groundwater resources in Half Moon Lake are indeed relatively rich, if you want to build an ironworks in Durandal, it is still a bit tight." Clorez said.
"If you want to build an ironworks in Durandal, the current conditions may not be sufficient." Kant commented.
"But if the coal mining industry here wants to develop, it must form an industrial chain." Clorez continued Kant's words.
"This is indeed a bit embarrassing." Kant said.
If you want to divert water from the coast thousands of kilometers away from here, it will take a lot of work.
After all, there are a series of uncertain factors in the terrain, etc., the rock formations passing by, etc., and the processing of seawater.
Cloretz probably guessed what Kant was thinking.
He also thought about transferring water funds from other places before, but after a further in-depth understanding: he found that the process was not that simple.
Thinking of this, Crowitz also showed a distressed expression.
"There is no need to rush the matter of ironmaking at this moment. After more information is mastered, we can make a decent conclusion." Kant said finally.
"Yeah." Cloretz nodded in response, having no idea.
"Do you think it would be a good time to let the people of Dherim move here?" Kant asked.
Crowrez thought about it carefully: "Right now, the population that Durandal can accommodate has indeed reached a standard. However, the urban infrastructure is still in the construction stage. It is estimated that the population will be accommodated at this time, and the supply will be in short supply."
"Recently, the number of people petitioning me to move to Durandal has increased. Most of them are relatives of soldiers who died. I really don't know what words to answer them." After hearing this sentence, Kant was silent for a while , sighed softly.
(end of this chapter)