Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

Chapter 287 A Deep Sea Hunter Swims Ashore

"Your Highness, I'm here." As it was almost time to get off work, Askalon arrived as promised and knocked on the office door.

"Okay, come in." Roy said without raising his head while still handling his work.

He still has several funding application reports that need to be approved. The preliminary preparations for each cooperation project are tedious and complicated, but they are necessary procedures.

During the lunch break, Theresa brought two boxed lunches. According to her, she had prepared them in the morning.

When Theresa recently counted the pure Originium in the treasury, she found that there were not many left, and she couldn't help but sigh.

I didn’t have this feeling when I was managing the Tower of Babel, but when I actually started to govern a country, I found that there were so many places to spend money.

Kazdel's current economic system is still quite fragile, and the government needs to step in to support industrial development, just like nurturing a newly sprouted tree.

Roy told Theresa not to worry, one of his clones had already set off for RIM Billiton. Once they found a suitable mineral vein, they could start mining to "subsidize the family."

"Squeak!" The office door was pushed open. Askalon walked to the desk in low steps, lowered his head and waited for Roy to finish his work.

"Okay, the last one, done." Roy sorted the documents piled on the desk into a thick stack, put it in the cabinet under the desk and locked it.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Ascalon."

Roy stretched his waist, which had become stiff from sitting for a long time, and turned to look at Ascalon who was standing aside waiting.

"This little waiting time is nothing to me. Let me prioritize your business."

"Haha...that's true. We're all in a hurry to get home from get off work, so we just keep things simple."

Roy reached out and opened the drawer of his desk, pulling out a plain wooden box that was about the length of his forearm.

"Open it and take a look." After handing the wooden box to Ascalon, Roy motioned for her to open it.

Two dark golden buckles popped open, and Ascalon simply took a quick look at the weapon inside before closing the cover.

"Your Highness, I think this thing should be kept in a display case in a museum, rather than given to me as a weapon."

Ascalon recognized the pitch-black dagger. She had seen it in the Kazdel History Museum which had not yet opened.

Some of the artifacts currently in the museum were brought back by Roy from Victoria, and they are relics and trophies of successive Sarkaz heroes collected by the Pardoner.

As for the others, they are old items passed down from generation to generation by the Sarkaz Demon King and the Kings' Courts. They are more commemorative than practical.

The dagger in the wooden box is one of the many collections of the Pardoner. Due to the loss of historical documents, the specific origin of the dagger is no longer traceable. We can only judge that it is old based on the forging technique and materials.

"Rather than leaving these ancient weapons in display cases to decay and become dull, it would be better to give them to brave warriors so that they can continue to play their roles."

"This dagger is quite sharp, which is very suitable for your one-hit-kill style of fighting, and the blade does not reflect light. You don't have to worry about exposing the direction of attack when launching a surprise attack."

"Am I special?" Askalon opened the wooden box again, staring at the tip of the blade with his deep and sharp eyes.

"You are the first warrior to receive a reward, but you won't be the last. Manfred will also receive one. If you have time, you can have a sparring match."

Roy selected the weapons and armor that could be used and prepared to reward those young people who performed well. However, some of the weapons were Lateran cannons, and he had not yet decided who to give them to.

"I understand. I hope he can hold on to my hand for a while longer after getting the new weapon." Through the contact between his fingertips and the unknown steel, Ascalon had a simple understanding of the characteristics of this dagger.

"Thank you, I will put it to good use." Ascalon put the wooden box away and promised solemnly.

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The Iberian coastline was shrouded in darkness. The dim source stone lamps swaying in the sea breeze illuminated the gray and white walls covered with mold. The clay bowls on the dining table were filled with soup made from seaweed and conch meat.

The hot soup had no appetizing aroma, only the familiar smell of the sea.

Drinking it was just enough to keep people alive. The hungry people had no choice but to drink it, as it was their rare food.

Even though we were close to the coastline, we couldn’t catch enough fish.

Every time they came back from going out to sea, the fishing nets were filled with only strange-looking, extremely aggressive and terrifying fish.

Everyone is well aware of the consequences of eating fish, but some people still risk eating it after being starved.

The Iberians, who were in dire straits on the material level, began to seek comfort on the spiritual level.

Fishermen hold ceremonies after nightfall, offering sacrifices to the legendary gods of the sea and praying for food and the safety of the fishing town.

In a harbor far away from a small fishing town, luminous algae are stimulated to emit a faint blue light when the waves hit the beach.

Next to the fire was a damp sword bag, empty inside, and a series of deep footprints stretched straight to the sea.

The entire coast was very quiet, and the waves seemed to follow some pattern, hitting the beach again and again.

In the cold and dark sea water, a nimble figure, dragging dense bubbles, searches for edible fish.

As deep-sea hunters, killer whales will never choose to eat seafood if they can find other food.

The Iberian fishermen in the town were not very friendly to the Agors. They believed that the Agors had brought about the "Great Silence", so the orcas that had just landed chose to spend the night in the wilderness.

"Splash!" A head of long silver-white hair was thrown out with sea water. The silly killer whale poked its head out, swam its legs and swam back to the shore.

After catching the fish, the killer whale would use a sharp heavy sword to cut open the fish's belly, clean the scales and fins, then sharpen a wooden stick and roast the fish over the fire.

The damp, salty air blew over the long hair that was still dripping with water. The killer whale sat by the fire with his hands on his knees, staring blankly at the dancing flames.

After the tragic battle, Skadi lost her comrades and could not return home.

After getting ashore, she looked at the desolate and barren land and was completely confused.

After wandering aimlessly along the coast for a while, Skadi decided to find the shark and the captain first, and then make plans for the future.

After coming into contact with the land people, Skadi realized that he had to find a way to make money so that he could have the money to go to other places to look for sharks.

Just as Skadi was stunned, a figure appeared on the beach, bent down and put sea water and sea sand into a glass bottle.

Roy's clone used space magic to quickly reach Iberia and collected soil, plants, fresh water and sea water at different distances from the coast.

These things are essential if millet is to be commissioned to cultivate food crops that can grow on land soaked in seawater.

"Hum~~~~~" The sound of the waves was mixed with a melody hummed in an unknown language. After collecting the sea water, the clone turned around and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

Skadi, who was humming a song from her hometown beside the fire, was keenly aware of a strange gaze falling on her. She raised her head and stared at Roy's clone vigilantly.

“What a coincidence, I actually encountered a killer whale here.