The Vastness of Magical Destiny

As the fragile temporary dam collapsed, the canal water from the south, actually the water from the Catania River, finally converged with the lake water from Lake Niall in the north at this spot, prompting excited cheers from the crowd on both sides of the canal. Both the traders who attended the completion ceremony and the workers who had hewn the canal could not help feeling exhilarated by this historic moment. After more than two years of arduous digging, the canal that connected Leon and the heartlands of Caucasus had finally been pierced through. From now on, the ore and coal from the heartlands of Leon could easily be transported through the Lake Niall water system into this canal, then navigate the treacherous and narrow waterways of the Volt Mountain isthmus to arrive at Santiago. After reaching Santiago, goods would head south, passing through Mattdam to the sea or upstream into the middle and upper reaches of the Catania River region. Conversely, all the materials needed in the Leon region could be continuously brought in through this waterway, bringing tremendous benefits to the regions along its course.

Komer could clearly see the waterline on both banks rising swiftly. The abundant water from Lake Niall had evidently deepened the canal, which was good, as it could effectively meet the requirements of large cargo ships. The waterway had been highly anticipated by many, and those merchants who had previously been reluctant to invest in this canal were now regretting their decision. They could only watch as the endless profits potentially generated by this waterway fell into the hands of others.

Komer thought to himself that the heartlands of Leon would welcome an unprecedented surge in development. Izmir, the previously inconspicuous little town, might suddenly become a jewel of the entire Caucasus region. Rich and high-quality iron ore, along with a large amount of magic metal ore, each was enough to make profit-hungry merchants drool. The preliminary preparations had been quite thorough. The Gran family’s performance was indeed commendable. Having neglected these Gisa people for so long, perhaps now was the time to have a proper discussion with these folks.

This thought merely flashed through Komer’s mind; no, it was not the right time yet. He knew the true nature of these Gisa people all too well; give them an inch, and they would take a mile. Only by maximally making them feel the pressure would they obediently comply.

"Lord, Mr. Karmani’s ship has caught up. He requests to board and report a matter to you," the Half-Beastman Guard reported, his resonant voice echoing in the cabin, causing some reverberation in Komer’s ears. Perhaps it was time to get a secretary, Komer thought idly. Eve would be the most suitable, but she might not be willing, and that little girl Finitz seemed pretty good as well, even though she was an Elf, which didn’t seem to make much difference.

"Hmm, let him come over," said Komer indifferently. The source of this content ɪs NovᴇlFirᴇ.ɴet

"He says he has brought an important guest to meet you, someone you have always wished to see."