Chapter 392: Escape Part I

The carriage arrived at the naval base.

The atmosphere was hectic, to say the least, as soldiers and naval officers hurriedly moved about, ensuring the smooth operation of the port.

The clatter of footsteps and the distant sounds of orders being barked created a symphony of controlled chaos.

Seeing where the carriage took them, Charlotte promptly asked, "Why are we here?"

"Let me take a look at the captured secessionists. I want to see the brave faces of people who thought they could go against me."

As Riz stepped out of the carriage, the salty sea breeze gently blew on his face.

His eyes scanned the surroundings, taking note of the various ships anchored at the port, some being loaded with supplies, while others were undergoing maintenance.

Approaching the area where the captured secessionists were held, he overheard snippets of conversations among the soldiers and officers.