It's not just Baron Devor's family that feels like the sky is falling, but also the Holy City citizens fifty kilometers away with small assets.
Compared to the strong rural Nobles, their pain of losing money is undoubtedly more direct.
After all, it's their own money.
Many people have staked their entire savings on land in the White Dew District, hoping to seize a big wave during the surge and turn their fortunes around, becoming eminent figures.
However, the development took everyone by surprise. When the tide really came, they suddenly realized that the wave was actually heading straight for them.
In the "Golden Griffin" cafe on Wise Street, the atmosphere of fear spread like invisible smoke over everyone's brows.
Though Holy City citizens don't have the various salons that the Nobles do, groups of "like-minded people" can always find circles to belong to—Golden Griffin cafe is such a place for the "land speculators".
