Louis opened his notebook and recorded this on the priority intelligence page marked with a red line.
South of Ghost Vine Slope, on the west coast of Breakwave Bay, lies an uninhabited mudflat known as "Sinking Sands."
He has been strategically planning for this coastline repeatedly over the past three months.
Behind it lies rolling hills, forming a natural arc bay towards the sea, with no storm invasions all year round—a God-given harbor structure.
As early as last winter, Louis quietly found out that this beach nominally belonged to a former Empire navy noble who had migrated south long ago.
This person hadn't set foot in the Northern Territory for decades; the territorial documents had already turned yellow and moldy, leaving only a name.
Thus, he simply sent someone south via a detour, personally offering a thousand gold coins to acquire this future port core.
He wrote a few words in the notebook: "Sinking Sands → Dawn Port City."
