As Arthur and the Marquess of Seberlin were discussing the details for a new collaboration, the sky had already turned completely dark, and the light from the lighthouse outside Doldot Port began shining nearby.
Meanwhile, the laborers were still busy at work.
Although everyone was drenched in sweat, smiles appeared on everyone's face.
Although martial law had been in effect for most of the day, it hadn't hindered the laborers from earning money, and in fact, they had earned even more today.
The merchants had increased their wages to ensure the freshness and timely arrival of the goods.
"Thank Divine Lord for the 'Oriental'!"
"If only it could come like this once a month!"
Many of the laborers were saying this.
Most of these were young people.
The older ones were silent.
They had long since abandoned any illusions, only hoping to carry more goods, earn more wages, to provide a little more for their wives, children, and parents.
But Chette was different.
