Chapter 511: Chapter 511 - 314: New Daily Intelligence_2

Louis opened his notebook and recorded this on the priority intelligence page marked with a red line.South of Ghost Vine Slope, on the west coast of Breakwave Bay, lies an uninhabited mudflat known as "Sinking Sands."He has been strategically planning for this coastline repeatedly over the past three months.Behind it lies rolling hills, forming a natural arc bay towards the sea, with no storm invasions all year round - a God-given harbor structure.As early as last winter, Louis quietly found out that this beach nominally belonged to a former Empire navy noble who had migrated south long ago.This person hadn't set foot in the Northern Territory for decades; the territorial documents had already turned yellow and moldy, leaving only a name.Thus, he simply sent someone south via a detour, personally offering a thousand gold coins to acquire this future port core.He wrote a few words in the notebook: "Sinking Sands → Dawn Port City."Of course, the ideal was ideal, but reality was like the mud on the coast, full of traps.The ideal was very full, but reality was like Sinking Sands; if you step down, all around are traps.Although the site selection for the new port was good, it was very difficult to build. The muddy terrain was soft and needed sand embankments to stabilize the foundation.Lack of wood, nails, ropes, even lifting magical tools had to be mobilized from the Southern Territory; let alone artisans - there were few in the Northern Territory who understood port construction.Others might have been discouraged long ago.But Louis was well prepared, after all, the Calvin Clan controlled the most ports in the Empire, all this was easy.He secretly mobilized manpower and materials over the past half year, waiting for this moment.In just a few days, everything could start construction.But the real problem came from the outside, as in the intelligence regarding the fishmen now.Fishmen were once a wise sea race that traded shallowly with humans, but a thousand years ago, for unknown reasons, they regressed into half beasts, becoming greedy, deranged, almost impossible to solve.They could climb ashore close at night, assassinating sentries, biting civilians, and secreting corrosive acid that melted wooden ships.Yet the fishmen weren't the biggest problem.The biggest issue was one of the Seven Pirate Lords, Kavier Ironjaw's lair, right at the northern end of this sea area.This legendary "Steel Fang Mad King" was not only violent and brutal, but also had nearly a hundred small raiding ships under his command, plundering countless near-sea merchant fleets each year.Once Breakwave Bay is opened, Red Tide Port could become his most prioritized hunting target.But these objective factors couldn't stop him from entering the port, as he was prepared for battle himself.The notebook flipped to the first page, circling "fishmen activity area,"