Ingwig, Reindona Harbor.
After more than a dozen days of adjustments and preparations, Lorenzo finally welcomed the day of departure. He stood before the towering cargo ship, its immense shadow swallowing him whole. Looking back, there were not just one, but a total of four such cargo ships, lined up in sequence at the port.
"So, out of these four ships, three belong to your Stuart family?"
Lorenzo gazed at these cargo ships, his face full of disbelief.
"To be precise, they are Nordro's ships, carrying goods for the Stuart group," Selyu corrected, standing beside him.
"The Viking countries are impoverished and cold, coupled with the internal wars of recent years. Their development requires many resources. This is practically an untapped market waiting for us to explore."
The lessons taught by Yawei had clearly taken effect. Although Selyu had not been in the position of Duke for long, she was beginning to show some of the necessary qualities.
