Castel Domain, North Port.
Within a blink of an eye, a month had passed since the North Port Battle. Although parts of Castel's southern territory had not been fully reclaimed, this Northern jewel had already shed its war-riddled state and returned to its former peace.
North Port's harbor had resumed its bustling activity, with merchant ships arriving and departing non-stop, and various types of goods piled up at the port.
If not for the unrepaired cannonball scars on the shore fortress and the still uncleared ruins of Shallow Water Street outside the city, it would be hard to imagine that just a month earlier, this city was surrounded by tens of thousands of troops and a massive fleet, teetering on the brink of collapse.
When Count Witre, serving as the Violet Envoy, disembarked from the sailboat and stepped onto the port, what he saw was this bustling scene.
