Chapter 504 - 341: Journey South (Part 2)
The fields seemed endless, and villages were scattered like stars across this region, said to be the Farol Principality’s largest grain-producing area. It was also the ancestral land of a family that had an affinity with fractures and right hands.
Yes, it was the domain of Richie of the Moriti family.
It was said that the upcoming town was his territory, where the train would unload the first batch of goods—some firearms and bullets, along with a piece of protective armor.
The breastplate jackets made from the skin of Earth Dragons from the Sydney Combined Western Province had always been bestsellers.
Mr. Richie placed an order for these goods after confirming the potency of the newly armed modern army of Baron Anthony, promptly choosing to spend money, so Malin also made a tidy profit.
Mr. Richie’s town was named Iron Mud Town, which had developed from a settlement established by a group of pioneers led by Richie’s ancestors over five hundred years ago. Although called a town, it appeared to Malin to be twice the size of Saint Pedro City.
It also had a design with double gates, presumably to prevent the incursion of zombies, and its walls were heftier than those of Saint Pedro City—which was not a Moriti family territory and naturally lacked such fortitude, given it was only four hundred years old.
However, the sewage system in Farole cities wasn’t well designed, and the streets were full of filth; Malin and the ladies activated the air Purification Array and huddled in the train.
It wasn’t long before Malin saw the Moriti family’s carriage appear outside the station, and then he saw his Uncle Richie emerge from the vehicle.
"You know each other?" Seeing the middle-aged man waving to Malin, Clovis, who was with Malin under the sunshade on the train roof enjoying juice, asked curiously.