He understood the meaning of the treasure.
Liszt suppressed his excitement and asked flatly: "Captain Kosto, can you understand this nautical chart?"
"Sir Lord, this nautical chart is a general nautical chart with not too complicated content. It should be that the mouse itself is not proficient in sailing, so I can completely understand the route on the nautical chart." Kosto said confidently. The seemingly distorted and abstract nautical chart with strange symbols was not difficult for him at all.
"So, is the island where the horse lives far from Coral Island?"
"Judging from the nautical chart, the island is 130 kilometers north of Coral Island. With the Flower's speed of 5 knots, it would take about 14 hours to sail to Horse Island without encountering ocean currents and storms." Kosto calculated with his fingers and replied.
Liszt's mathematics was not bad.
According to Kosto's introduction, he estimated that the speed of 1 knot was less than 2 kilometers per hour. The speed of the Flower was about 9 kilometers per hour.
It was not as fast as riding a bicycle.
He vaguely remembered that the narrowest part of the Taiwan Strait seemed to be only 135 kilometers. In other words, the distance between Coral Island and Horse Island was separated by the Taiwan Strait.
"Captain Kosto, when can the Flower set sail for Horse Island?"
"Sir Lord, if it's just going to sea, the apprentice sailors are already competent. After all, Horse Island is not very far away and belongs to the offshore sailing range. However, the sailors are too inexperienced. Once they encounter a storm, they will not be able to deal with it and the probability of an accident is great. "
"If we go all out to train, how long will it take before we can go to sea?"
"If Sir Lord can let me recruit 30 apprentice sailors and have them train every day, then within a month, I can make the Flower set sail to Horse Island!"
Liszt made a decision in an instant: "I will let Adviser Gort fully cooperate with you. One month later, we will set sail to Horse Island … Give the island a name, Black Horse Island."
Kosto said excitedly: "I am willing to serve Sir Lord!"
"Imprint this nautical chart and then erase the picture on the cave wall."
After this was done, the Flower returned.
… …
At night.
It had become a custom to summarize the day's work at the castle's dinner party. Liszt was not a stingy lord. He did not mind his subordinates freeloading in the castle. This was also a way to rope in people.
"Sir, if the clues left by the rats are true, we must control Black Horse Island as soon as possible to prevent it from being occupied by other forces. Then, as soon as possible to obtain military merits, get enfeoffment, and make Black Horse Island a fief of the Lord. Warhorses are more important than any other resource! "Markus said solemnly.
Since there were many uninhabited islands in the Grand Duchy of Sapphire, the lord who had rendered meritorious service could designate an uninhabited island as his fief.
Before he was enfeoffed, all the uninhabited islands in the Azure Waves Sea belonged to the Sapphire Grand Duke in theory. He could choose to operate it secretly. This was an unspoken rule. Once the Grand Duke chose an uninhabited island as a fief to enfeoff to a certain lord, he must immediately give it up.
However, it was rare to see someone secretly managing a deserted island.
Firstly, the nobles did not lack land for farming. What they lacked were elves and metals. Secondly, it was difficult to guarantee that the news of the island's management would not be leaked. Once the business reached a certain level, it was inevitable that the Grand Duke would forcefully enfeoff the island. In theory, all the products on the island would be transferred to another lord.
Therefore, it was not worth it to sneak into a deserted island.
For example, the Tulip family had reclaimed the Coral Island for 20 years, yet one-third of the land was still uncultivated wasteland.
Before Liszt came to Flower Town, a large part of it was also uncultivated. As of now, there were still many places that were uncultivated, not to mention the Thorns Ridge that was yet to be developed.
"The news must be blocked, and all those who know the news must be given a serious warning. Otherwise, Black Horse Island will inevitably be seized by other lords."
Gort said in an equally serious tone.
He and Markus were well aware of the importance of warhorses to the aristocracy, especially warhorses with excellent bloodlines like Blackdragon. On the battlefield, it played a vital supporting role for the Knight's strength.
It could be said very intuitively.
When charging on the battlefield, an elite Earth Knight riding a horse might not necessarily be able to beat an ordinary Earth Knight riding Blackdragon.
"Then, the news is limited to everyone here, as well as Kosto, Röhm, and my manservant Thomas." Liszt readily accepted the advice. "When the sailors finish their training, they and their families will move directly to Black Horse Island to live … Of course, first of all, we have to see what kind of environment Black Horse Island is."
Gort said optimistically, "Black Horse Island, which can raise a horse like Blackdragon, must be a flat green island. I think it must be large enough to accommodate an Earl."
Liszt cut a piece of World of Warcraft meat, swallowed it, and said casually, "No matter how big it is, it is destined to be my island … Adviser Gort, you have to actively cooperate with Kosto on the training of sailors. Try to satisfy him as much as you can."
"I understand!"
… …
The Blackdragon Horses of Black Horse Island began to secretly prepare for the attack.
The logging team was still working with great fanfare. Hundreds of people were collectively cutting down trees. Limited by tools, individual efficiency may not be high, but overall progress was very fast.
In just five days, about a third of the trees in the northern Thorns Ridge had been cut down.
A large area of thorns around the pier had been cut down, leaving only a few wild fruit trees.
It would take about half a month to complete the new smoke mission, so it was useless to be anxious. Since Gort became an adviser, his enthusiasm for work had soared and he had taken too much initiative, causing Liszt to have nothing to do most of the time. Therefore, domesticating Blessedcurls became his current research topic.
Blessedcurls' feathers gradually hardened, and the magic power in its body gradually became abundant. If it wasn't for the chains on its feet, it would have learned to fly.
"Old Grandet, on such a large Coral Island, you really can't find even a single eagle tamer?"
"Sir Lord, I have asked the people of the Flower Caravan to inquire in various cities and even small towns. There are indeed no craftsmen who can domesticate eagles." Old Grandet, the captain of the Flower Caravan who came to the castle to report, replied.
"Continue to inquire."
"Yes, Sir Lord."
After sending Old Grandet away, Liszt rubbed his forehead. Although Blessedcurls' 'quack' 'and' quack '' sounds were very annoying, it was, after all, a World of Warcraft that had been raised since childhood. It would be a pity to kill it and eat its meat.
However, Liszt didn't worry about Blessedcurls for too long.
The servant who took care of the black nightshade returned to report the good news: "Master, the black nightshade sprite worm has been born!"
Quickly rushing to the black nightshade field, Liszt saw a black and shiny black nightshade sprite worm, which looked like a black gem. It was very interesting.
With a simple lure of jade powder, the black nightshade sprite bit Liszt's finger, successfully forming a contract.
His ninth sprite worm had finally moved into the castle.
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