"So it's only this direction, far from major cities, without a port; not even fishing boats pass by, food can't be self-sufficient, it needs outside supplies."
"Then why not the north?"
Lorenzo was still a bit unsure.
Mrs. Van Rudd gave Lorenzo a side-glance and then said,
"Such children of the new era, truly haven't tasted hardship. Ingwig's north is covered by ice and snow all year round. Before new steam engines appeared, the permafrost there couldn't be developed at all, let alone establish towns. And with the recent expansion of Reindona's port, the north holds no development value."
Listening to Mrs. Van Rudd, Lorenzo nodded, focusing on the west of Ingwig. There, the triangular symbols were not dense. As Mrs. Van Rudd said, Ingwig hadn't developed much to the west; the symbols scattered and disappeared as they moved westward.
Suddenly, a symbol caught Lorenzo's eye, a symbol appearing outside the land, a small town established in the seawaters.
