The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Not long after, the fleet anchored in the shallow waters outside the port, then lowered small landing boats, rowing towards this small fishing village-like port.

The distance of several hundred meters was quickly crossed.

The moment General Hamoldon stepped onto the dock, the crowd watching erupted into enthusiastic cheers, loud calls and applause almost shook the entire port.

"Long live the Imperial!"

"Long live Saint Sis!"

"Praise the Emperor! You finally remembered us!"

The moment General Hamoldon stepped onto the dock, the crowd watching erupted into enthusiastic cheers, loud calls and applause almost shook the entire port.

The soldiers landing ashore quickly formed lines on both sides, carrying firearms, holding high banners with the Imperial golden eagle emblem, forming a solemn honorary pathway for their general.

Hamoldon, with a kindly smile, raised his hand to greet the crowd, walked down the plank with composure, his eyes slowly surveying this simple yet vibrant port.

He noticed a large amount of timber and stone piled on the port, everywhere were under-construction sheds and newly built warehouses, workers were bustling with activity, presenting a flourishing scene.

This gave Hamoldon considerable comfort.

He originally thought this was just a poverty-stricken place filled with refugees, but now it seemed the vitality and development prospects here were much better than he expected.

Perhaps—

He should lend them a hand, at least get the dock here built.

Transporting grain by rowboats was really too inefficient.

This place should at least be able to dock ten cargo ships with a displacement of three thousand tons simultaneously to hope to support the route that meets the grain demand of Saint Yil Castle.

Hamoldon silently calculated in his mind, while instructing the deputy officer next to him to note this matter down, to decide after his meeting with Prince Colin.

Just as he was about to step towards the port, a middle-aged man dressed in a severely worn black suit, looking like an impoverished merchant, hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd.

"General! Please wait!"

He deeply bowed to the stopped Hamoldon, his tone full of plea.

"Honorable General, my name is Arnold, I used to be the captain of the 'Silver Shark' merchant ship, after a shipwreck, I've been stranded here for a long time! Please, for the sake of us being fellow Imperial subjects, take us with you when you leave!"

The baron here is practically like a pirate, he's only been here less than half a month, and his silver coins are almost gone!

As his voice fell, other merchants and sailors who were originally hesitating also surged forward, pleading chaotically.

"Your Excellency General, please be merciful!"

"As long as we can leave here, let us go to Saint Yil Castle!"

What do you mean by going to Saint Yil Castle?

Military strongholds are not places you can go to!

Who knows if you're followers of the Demon God!

Hamoldon frowned, though feeling impatient with these selfish merchants, he maintained decorum and did not directly refuse them.

He gently raised his hand, signaling the crowd to gradually quiet down, then spoke in a gentle tone:

"Fellow Imperial citizens, I understand your eagerness and wish to help you. However, the situation in Saint Yil Castle is also difficult. Due to the impact of the tsunami, most supply lines have been cut off, and the current situation is very pessimistic. I'm afraid it's hard for me to consider your requests."

The crowd burst into disappointed sighs, but Arnold refused to give up, continuing with hope on his face.

"General, even if not to Saint Yil Castle, just send us to a nearby port! We will figure out the rest ourselves..."

Just getting out of this hellhole would be enough!

Hamoldon sighed softly, his expression became more serious.

"That is exactly the second thing I want to say to you! It's not just you, the ports in the nearby coastal areas have suffered severe damage as well, and the situation in those places is even worse than here — Withered Wood Port is at least under construction, while many other ports are abandoned and even clean fresh water cannot be guaranteed."

He didn't actually know about the situation of other ports, basically saying this based on the condition of Seldo Port.

As for why he said this...

Just joking.

There was a tsunami affecting the entire coast of the Vast Ocean!

I'm afraid only the North Sea and Vortex Sea ports escaped unharmed, even the Empire's own West Coast ports are said to be affected.

If he loosened up now, he would have to drag a bunch of parasites with him wherever he went in the future.

He came to solve the supply issue of the eastern coastal areas, not to create more trouble for himself here.

Upon hearing these words, the crowd fell silent. Especially the merchants and captains, their eyes filled with disappointment and confusion.

General Hamoldon had no reason to deceive them.

If indeed so, leaving here in the short term would be impossible, they would have to wait for merchant ships from the Old Continent...

"What should we do then..." a young sailor complained softly in frustration, "The prices at Withered Wood Port are so high, life is really tough."

Though his voice was low, it was extraordinarily clear in this quiet air, momentarily resonating with some people.

"Yeah, a bag of flour costs six silver coins! Those are silver coins! That's way too much!"

"Living in a shabby house, the rent costs half my income every month..."

Listening to the residents' complaints, Hamoldon softened, his tone revealing a bit of helplessness and sincere concern.