The air column quickly reached its destination, taking less time than when Gotthard controlled the flying carpet, basically only about three hours.

The originally dense air column began to thin out, and land and water surfaces could already be seen not far away.

The boatman skillfully controlled the vessel, then rode the gradually weakening air current flow, landing steadily on the water surface before approaching the shore with the waves. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on novèlfire.net

Next, he would rest here for a while, sell the goods in the cabin, purchase some supplies, and spend two to three days following the water flow to return to Breathspring City.

Besides Breathspring having direct air column access to Wavetail Town, the Floating Whale had another special feature - when whales mated, the closest points of contact were the two whale tails.

At that time, the first point of interaction between the two Floating Whales was also at Wavetail Town's location.

Because of this, although Wavetail Town wasn't as prosperous as Breathspring City, it had constant traffic and extremely developed commerce.

Although called a town, the surrounding population and territory were no smaller than Breathspring City's.

This resulted in Wavetail Town having diverse personnel and mixed company.

The desperadoes under Naimes' command were people who had fled from other whalebacks to Wavetail Town.

"Therefore, although you don't have to face direct power struggles between Gold Seeds in Wavetail Town, the complex environment here shouldn't be underestimated either."

"Ordinary Steel Seeds might not necessarily be able to handle all the various forces here."

In Wavetail Town, merchant associations, gangs, and nobility mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish who was who.

Although the church oversaw everything, and most of the time the nobility stood with the church, that was only most of the time.

Amidst all the intertwined interests, an airborne stationed grand knight might not lose their life, but would find every step difficult.

They wouldn't kill you, but they had various methods to make you miserable.

Naimes had once seen others experience this kind of situation.

Before a new official could establish their authority, their pet would be skinned and boned, hung at the entrance, blood splattered everywhere.

And it wasn't that they couldn't find the perpetrator - the perpetrator didn't even leave, waiting right there ready to die.

The various forces had too many ways to raise a batch of death warriors.

One person goes crazy, kills your pet, confesses to the crime, submits to your punishment.

But it just feels disgusting.

For those people, human life was worthless - if they could disgust you, that was enough.

If you didn't lower your head and make things difficult for them, then various disgusting things would keep coming.

Those people would stop at nothing.

They could use all kinds of despicable methods.

Like hiring a prostitute, having her stand at your doorstep saying you didn't pay after using her services, performing while talking.

When people gathered to watch, suddenly all kinds of rumors would spread everywhere.

And these people who came to disgust you were like dead pork - most of them weren't even afraid of death.

If you didn't want to be endlessly disgusted like this, then you had to lower your head.

"I estimate I'll face this kind of situation too."

"Dartmenli definitely won't give up trying to force me back to the family to become their breeding stock."

"And with all the various interest relationships, my life definitely won't be peaceful."

"So the first principle when encountering situations is ruthlessness."

"These people have intricate connections - they bully you because you care about face, because you follow rules, because you can't identify the real mastermind in these complex relationships. Even if you know who's targeting you, you have no evidence."

"Without evidence, you have no justification for action."

"So you have to strike first!" Naimes held the transfer order signed by Gilliman, glanced at the boatman, and walked directly toward Wavetail Town's church.

He was certain that within half an hour, all the important people in Wavetail Town would know about his arrival.

This boatman would most likely become part of the information transmission chain.

Naimes had no intention of silencing him - no need.

Anyway, soon his information would become known to everyone because of some incident.

As for which incident? Naimes hadn't encountered it yet, but it wouldn't be difficult.

"After all, in this kind of town, there are too many things that could bump into me."

Rules and reality often have some gap, and the existence of local bullies makes many rules effectively meaningless.

You just need to seize the opportunity, walk around, and you'll discover plenty of problems.

Sure enough, before Naimes even reached the church entrance, he saw an 'unjust matter'.

"This is a contract you signed yourself, something you nodded and acknowledged."

"Your daughter is coming with me today! Since you're a slave, your daughter naturally is a slave too!"

In the bustling street market, a group of gang members wearing flashy open-chested long-sleeved clothes were surrounding two people.

One of the being pulled had disheveled hair and dirty face, reeking of alcohol, with dice hanging from his waist - this was an old gambler's habit.

He kept struggling against their pulling while protecting a girl leaning against the wall behind him.

Clearly, this was a gang collecting debts. The gambler couldn't repay the money, so not only would he become a slave, but his family would also be taken as slaves.

Just...

"I seem to remember that according to church doctrine, human rights are god-given. Humans cannot be made slaves whether due to debt or any other circumstance!" A voice rang out. Human rights are god-given - all people exist because of god, so no one can deprive another's human rights and reduce them to slavery.

Of course, doctrine is doctrine, reality is reality.

While no slaves appeared openly, there were plenty of similar existences operating in secret.

"Who's meddling in others' business?" The open-chested long-sleeved man turned around and saw Naimes, quickly searching his memory but finding no recognition of Naimes' name.

"Sir misunderstanding, I've just been owed debt for too long and misspoke momentarily." Although not recognizing Naimes, the open-chested man still sensed Naimes' extraordinary presence and immediately put on a formal expression to explain: "That's not slavery, just having the debtor work long-term for us to repay the debt."

"Do you have money or not? If not, we'll come back next time!" After saying this, the open-chested man looked at the man protecting his daughter and asked: "At that time, you'll have to work even longer as a laborer."

The threat was already overflowing from his words.

"You tell me, are they trying to capture you to make you slaves?" Naimes asked with a smile.

The gambler glanced at the open-chested man, a flash of fear in his eyes, about to speak.

He couldn't afford to offend these gangs - right now it was just becoming a slave. If he spoke carelessly, he probably wouldn't even die peacefully.

"Ah!" A sigh seemed to sound by the gambler's ear, lamenting his failure to seize the opportunity.

Then a gang underling rushed out from the side, the short knife in his hand already stabbing into the gambler's throat.

The gambler's words were directly cut off in his mouth.

"Excellent! Capturing people as slaves in public streets, and even directly silencing witnesses!"

"As the newly appointed stationed grand knight of Wavetail Town, I will definitely investigate this matter to the very end!"