Meanwhile, outside Lothar's capital, the Cloudspire Harbor region served as the kingdom's central island.
The area was vast, densely populated, and extraordinarily prosperous. It was the busiest trade hub in the entire surrounding sea.
Under John's guidance, the two jailers took a ship across the water and successfully brought him ashore.
The moment they landed, John began walking purposefully in a certain direction.
The two jailers followed close behind him, their eyes filled with feverish anticipation. Their bodies were even trembling from excitement.
The jailer on the left had already begun imagining his future life.
"With this fortune, I can have my uncle pull some strings and secure me a high-ranking official position."
"I'll rise to prominence overnight and enjoy endless wealth and glory for the rest of my life."
Lost in his fantasy, even his footsteps seemed to become light and unsteady.
The jailer on the right was equally immersed in his own imaginary future.
