Even if I can only learn the basics, mastering line maintenance and volley firing would make handling the local natives quite easy.
Unfortunately, his handwritten letter sank into the sea, and there was never a reply.
"It seems they're going the cold route. These idiots have no idea what they're missing out on."
Roland even greeted the famous commander Carl Prudon, asking him to prepare an instructor team to educate these sea folks, yet those fools didn't respond.
Can't blame me for that.
Roland silently shook his head and dispelled his worries about the allies.
Just as he was about to leave the room for the study, the new butler hurriedly came in and reported in a low voice.
"Sir, an envoy from the deep sea requests an audience."
Roland's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved upwards.
These guys, pragmatism beat out their pride after all.
