Chapitre 188: Permission to Pass by

As the ships glided into the port, the sailors quickly went about their duties, pulling on ropes and adjusting sails to guide their vessels. The salty sea air filled their nostrils, and they could taste the salt on their lips.

Despite their exhaustion, they worked with a sense of urgency, eager to set foot on solid ground once again. Anchor ropes were thrown to secure the ships in place. As they docked, the gangplanks were lowered. 

The troops clambered down from the side of the ships onto the stone docks. With their feet thudding against the hard ground, they stretched their limbs. After days at sea, they feel relieved to be standing on solid ground.

The port was a bustling hub of activity with the presence of merchants and sailors. The noises of clattering carts, creaking ropes, and chatter of people filled the air.