There are many ruthless bosses living in my territory

Thanks to the large lights and the guidance of Epsilon's Piranha mini-submarine, the Oceanic ship traveled smoothly through the dark river.

Haytham stood at the bow, memories of sailing to America in search of Forerunner relics flooding into his mind.

Although things are different today, he still chose this path for his own beliefs.

He put his fist to his heart and glanced at the hidden blade at his wrist.

Father, Connor, I am still a Templar, but I will also bring out the Assassin in me.

This world needs Assassins to first bring about a wind of freedom, and then the Templars to restrict everything to order.

For peace, but also for progress!

Haytham drew the Western long sword from his waist and pointed it towards the distance.

At this moment, the ship equipped with hidden turbines broke through the wind and waves and rushed towards the cave in front that was shining with sunlight.

"Oh!"

Water splashed everywhere.

The Oceangoing rushed out of the cave and came to the endless ocean.

Helson looked back at the mountains behind him. The snow below the mountainside was gradually melting, and the spring wind had finally reached the Red Maple Colour.

"Head southeast!"

"For the Red Maple Territory!"

……

It was the beginning of June of the second year since the establishment of Red Maple Territory, and also the twenty-fifth day since the departure of the Oceangoing Ship.

Under the bright blue sky, many people on the Oceangoer were yawning in leisure.

Sailing on the sea is very boring, as everyone's actions are confined to one boat, so many people spend their free time either fishing, reading, or training.

During this time, Helsen received training and guidance from Skalinka, Priya, and Pauline, while working on his own plan.

Due to the closed nature of the United States of Ahmora, even the Duke rarely travels to other countries, so people who do not have such needs have little knowledge of other countries.

Haytham searched through all the books in the Red Maple Castle library but only found a simple large map with only the names of kingdoms, empires and holy places marked on it. There was too little information to dig out any useful intelligence.

So he changed his thinking and began to study the "Code of Law" and "Rites".

Although studying the two classics gave him a headache, those strict, complicated and abnormal rules were a complete waste of his energy.

Civilians have no extra energy after completing production and religious activities. No wonder the society is so stable and the people are so obedient.

Monopolizing cultivation methods to weaken the people;

Heavy taxes were imposed to impoverish the people;

All kinds of useless religious ceremonies and strict rituals are used to tire the people;

Using religion to control people's thoughts and thus keep them ignorant;

People of each class have specific arrangements for food, clothing, housing and transportation that reflect the status differences and thus humiliate the people;

Heavy punishments and light rewards are used to oppress the people by having evil nobles govern the good people;

Weakened people, poor people, tired people, ignorant people, humiliated people, abused people... this series of measures made the people slave-like and as obedient as sheep.

Haytham suddenly felt somewhat relieved that the Knights Templar had not yet developed to this extent.

A society as rigid and numb as the United States of Ahmora is difficult to change without external force.

However...this numbness can also be utilized.

In the captain's cabin, Haytham closed his book.

"I see the port! I see the port!"

Suddenly, the voice of a crew member came from the megaphone in the room.

"There's a port and ships five kilometers away! It's Winter Harbor!"

Is it finally here?

Haytham packed up his things, opened the captain's room and walked towards the deck.

After walking through the corridor and stairs, he arrived at the wide deck. He walked towards the bow and suddenly a splash of water appeared not far away.

An extremely large whale leaped out of the water and passed over the top of the ship.

Haytham held the gun in his left hand and almost pulled the trigger.

Luckily the fish didn’t treat the boat as a toy.

He had had enough of the big, overactive fish in this Arctic sea.

No wonder there are no other ships on the sea. They are probably annoyed by the disturbance caused by these big fish.

Ordinary people have no way to deal with them. If they are not careful, the ship will be destroyed and people will die.

When Haytham arrived at the bow, Skalinka, Priya and Pauline had already arrived, and all three were looking at the dock in the distance.

With their amazing eyesight, they could all see the still-vibrant Winter Harbor.

Haytham took the telescope handed to him by the sailor and confirmed the outline of Winter Harbor Pier.

He nodded.

"The time has come. Now let's confirm our plans once we get ashore."

Skalinka and the other two turned to look at Haytham.

"First of all, we need to unify our statements. We are the diplomatic fleet representing the King of the Kingdom of Rennes. We hope to discuss with King Mutt how to deal with the alien races."

The three of them looked at each other, and Pauline asked.

"It would be better to conduct a covert investigation first."

"Now that we have figured out the situation at the port, we can act accordingly."

Haytham shook his head.

"It's too slow. A lot of useful information is only spread among the nobles."

"To get the most accurate intelligence, you have to contact them first."

At this time, Pri asked hesitantly.

"But it's not good for us to deceive them like this... After all, we are here to seek trade cooperation."

Haytham stared at Priya for three seconds, until she almost buried her head in her chest.

"Then let's assume that the purpose this time is to seek trade cooperation."

"If we want to cooperate in negotiations, the baron's identity will not be taken seriously by them."

"Besides, what I just said is not a problem, and it is not a lie."

Huh? The three of them were puzzled.

"According to the Code of the United States, when the bloodline of a noble family is cut off, the title can be obtained by the lower nobles through competition."

"The king is a title in the United States. Now the king and the nobles of the Kingdom of Rennes are unknown whether they are alive or dead. Naturally, the throne will be inherited by Lord Lister, the only remaining noble of the Kingdom of Rennes."

"From this point of view, there is no problem for Lord Lister to obtain the title of King Ryan."

"So it is legal for us to call ourselves a diplomatic fleet representing King Rennes."

Does this work too?

Skalinka, Priya and Pauline, three not very smart people, were suddenly speechless.

The first two had always been with Lister and had developed political inertia, while the latter was very skilled in cheating, stealing and other means, but was not politically sensitive at all.

Not knowing politics is a characteristic of most people in Red Maple Territory, so Lister is troubled by the lack of suitable candidates for diplomatic missions.

Although his sister Melv could do such a thing, Melv was not shameless enough and could not lie with a straight face. This was a fatal flaw, so Lister was very happy when Haytham came.

"Besides, don't you think that the title of King will belong to Lord Lister sooner or later?"

Skalinka, Priya and Pauline were all shocked.

Yes! No problem at all!

They are the diplomatic fleet representing the king, and even the king himself cannot deny it!

"Now we act according to the plan!"

"Everyone, put on formal attire and reveal the cloth embroidered with the royal crest. This ship must be dressed up beautifully now!"

"Even sailors have to wear the clothes of the highest-class servants!"

He had to be flawless in etiquette.

Let the people at the port know at a glance that the important people have arrived and let them enter the port obediently.

It would be difficult to succeed in his world, but in this world that has been ruled by the United States for four thousand years, it is not so easy to change one's mindset.

Not to mention the Mut Kingdom, which has not been influenced much by foreign races.

Let him use the name of King Ryan to complete the task assigned by Lord Lister as quickly as possible!

Chapter 127: High-profile entry into the city

At noon, the warm spring sun illuminated Winter Harbor, the northernmost port city of the Mut Kingdom.

Donggang, also known as Dongyang City, has a population of about 300,000 people. It is the direct jurisdiction of the Duke of Dongyang, just like Baiyue City.

It is divided into the inner city, outer city and suburbs. The inner city is where the nobles live, the outer city is where ordinary people live, and the suburbs have a large amount of farmland where farmers live.

Compared to White Moon City, Winter Harbor has an additional huge port.

Hundreds of small boats gathered near the port, operating within a range of about three kilometers from the port.

Due to policy restrictions, fishermen cannot leave the three-kilometer cordon, so the fish harvested here are not many, just enough to meet the needs of Dongyangling.

Most of the fishermen were half-orcs and wore the coarse linen clothes specified by the contracted people. In the spring when the temperature had not yet fully risen, they could only wrap themselves in more cloth to keep warm.

Perhaps because the number of fishermen is limited to a relatively small number, the port can still produce a stable variety of fish even without a fishing moratorium.

Just today, a cat-eared orc fisherman with a numb face who was fishing raised his head to look at the cordon in the distance that was rising and falling with the waves, and then saw a luxurious ship.

He squinted his eyes, trying to confirm whether he saw it wrongly.

You read that right! It is indeed a luxurious ship!

A large ship of this size and with such rich decorations must be owned by some nobleman.

That family crest doesn't belong to the nobles in Winter Harbor, perhaps it belongs to foreign nobles?

It's really rare.

After a series of questions flashed through his mind, the fisherman continued to fish with his head down.

This matter has nothing to do with him. It should be handled by the port administrator. He also has to complete today's fishing target.

So he quietly steered the small fishing boat out of the route that the big ship might pass and continued his work.

The same is true for other fishermen.

Even when the luxurious ship came up to them, they had no intention of looking up.

Commoners and contract people should concentrate on their work during work hours, and nobles should not disturb the working people. This is not in line with the "Rites System".

On the boat, seeing the fishermen's reactions, Helsen was reminded of the regulations in the "Book of Rites".

He turned around and saw that the soldiers and sailors had already dressed, and all the orcs had hidden their physical features.

At this time, Pauline, who was covered in a cloak, suddenly asked.

"Hailsham, isn't it a little too quiet? The news of the alien race should have reached here by now."

"Do not."

Haytham denied.

"According to the noble textbooks issued by the United States, there is a similar way of dealing with this. For major events like this that will affect the entire territory, it is up to the nobles to decide whether to inform the people of the territory."

"The holy land was sealed, and the neighboring Kingdom of Rennes was almost destroyed. They probably won't spread this news."

"And even if the news gets out, these people will continue to follow the orders of the nobles because they don't know what to do."