"Leaving the water for too long makes my skin a bit dry, but I'm adapting well otherwise. Lord Governor has arranged an excellent campsite for us."
Roland nodded with a smile, painting a grand vision for Clan Leader Murak. "Clan Leader Murak, there's no need to be so reserved. Your current station is only temporary housing. I'll send people to build new houses for you."
"Since you can't leave the water for long, there's no need to come to Hansa frequently. If there's anything, have Miss Monina report to me. She can stay away from the water for a long time, and you can handle day-to-day management."
Murak's expression subtly changed.
The implication of Roland's words was clear; he remained the clan leader, but the real authority should gradually be transferred to his daughter.
He knew this was not a negotiation, but an order.
Having witnessed the true power of the Fourth Fleet, he had lingering apprehensions about Roland's might.
