Rusty Dragon

The protracted 'witch hunting' had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years' War,  and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise.
Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said—
"Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!"

They all call me Great Master

In South Los, on the docks of Xisis Port, dock workers followed the foreman's instructions, moving boxes and boxes of goods.


On a small mobile stall, there were fried fish, French fries, and a drink named 'Gu Juice'—a spicy-sweet beverage made with a bit of sugar, alcohol-based, mixed with ice water, quite peculiar.


But it was much loved by the dock workers.


Sailors, after a rest of more than ten days, boarded the ships energetically, standing on deck waving goodbye to their beloved girls.


The First Mate and Chief Sailors were secretly placing contraband among the goods being loaded onto the ship, and only breathed a sigh of relief when the dock workers stowed everything in the vessel's hold.


Afterward, they headed to the captain's quarters to discuss the distribution of the 'goods' for the first transport of the new year.


Lady Amanda stood in front of her goods, carefully inspecting them.


Chapter 607: First Clues Revealed!