Imai Jiro replied slowly: "Ms. Kamisato Ayaka, I have a relative who is a fisherman. He drifted to Yayun Island a few days ago and learned the news there.

Yakuin Island has now become a concession of the Western Depot and is no longer ruled by the Inazuma shogunate, but only managed by the Western Depot.

More importantly, the West Factory promised the people to be exempt from agricultural taxes.”

When Kamisato Ayaka heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She had never expected that the West Factory's policy towards its residents would be so lenient.

After thinking for a moment, she took out a delicate purse from her waist, took out 100,000 Mora from it, and handed it to Imai Jiro. "Although this money is not much, I hope it can provide some help when you first settle down on Yayun Island."

Imai Jiro quickly waved his hand to refuse, "Ms. Kamisato Ayaka, I really can't accept this money. The West Factory is now vigorously building a new city, and the job opportunities provided are very generous.

It is said that one can earn one thousand molas for a day's work, and a hearty meal will be provided at noon.

I plan to settle down near the construction site, which will be convenient and save money. "

Kamisato Ayaka was even more shocked after hearing this. A daily salary of one thousand maras was an unimaginably high salary for most common people in Inazuma.

Despite this, she still insisted on forcing the 100,000 Mora on Jiro Imai.

After Jiro Imai left, Kamisato Ayaka sat alone under the eaves, lost in deep thought.

Her gaze followed the branches and leaves of the Chinese toon tree in the courtyard swaying in the wind, but her heart was filled with waves.

After a long time, the silence was broken by the sound of steady and rhythmic footsteps.

She looked up and saw her brother Kamisato Ayato walking towards her.

"Ayaka, what's wrong with you? You look like you are worried about something." Kamisato Ayato asked gently, with deep concern in his voice.

Kamisato Ayaka sighed slightly, her voice a little low: "Brother, you should already know the situation on Bayun Island, right?"

Kamisato Ayato nodded, his expression becoming serious: "Yes, I already know some of the situation. The final mission just sent back the intelligence they got. It is said that the West Factory is vigorously building a port city called Fude Port on the coast of Yamyou Island near Fujiwa Fort."

Kamisato Ayaka said solemnly: "In addition to this, there is another extremely important thing. The West Factory has abolished the agricultural tax on Bayun Island."

Kamisato Ayato's expression changed slightly, and he deeply understood the significance of this move.

If nothing unexpected happens, an unprecedented wave of population migration is about to begin.

The shogunate had long implemented the 18-tax system, which meant that 80% of the 10% of grain harvested by farmers had to be handed over to the shogunate. This placed a heavy burden on the farmers and made their lives difficult.

"Ayaka, this is undoubtedly good news for the people of Inazuma. We should do our best to provide them with support and help." Kamisato Ayato expressed his position.

Kamisato Ayaka wholeheartedly agreed with her brother's point of view.

Their family, the Shefu Family, has never been the minions of General Raiden, but the guardians of the Inazuma people.

If they had not been restrained by their family teachings, they would have stood up and raised the banner of resistance for the people.

......................................

The news that Xichang was building Fude Port on Bayun Island also spread to the outlying islands.

This development deeply disturbed Kanjo Bugyo Hiiragi Shinsuke, so he urgently contacted his backers behind the scenes.

A few days later, a tall, mature woman stepped into the hall of the Kanjo Bugyosho.

She was wearing a gorgeous red and white dress, like a blooming red and white rose, both delicate and cool.

The design of the dress cleverly shows off her figure, with the fullness and softness of her chest faintly visible, bringing an indescribable sexiness.

Her golden hair was like flowing sunshine, casually floating on her shoulders, sparkling with charming luster.

Half of her broken face was covered with a black crown-shaped mask, which highlighted her mysterious and elegant temperament.

"Shinsuke Hiiragi, what's so important that you have to ask me to come here in person? I don't have the time to deal with your trivial matters." There was obvious impatience in her tone.

Hiiragi Shinsuke responded in a humble tone, "Lady Rosalin, something extraordinary has indeed happened..."

He then recounted in detail a series of recent events.

After listening to Hiiragi Shinsuke's narration, Rosaline's face suddenly turned gloomy, "It turned out to be that guy Ide!"

"Sir, do you also think this is a tricky problem?" Hiiragi Shinsuke asked tentatively.

Rosalin glanced at him with contempt, "Do you know why he was sentenced to life imprisonment?"

After a brief recollection, Hiiragi Shinsuke replied, "It seems that he killed several Fontaine public officials and nobles."

Rosalin's lips curled up into a cruel smile, "He didn't just kill a few people, he slaughtered the entire Shadow Chaser Court and the nobles overnight, a total of 510 lives."

Hiiragi Shinsuke took a deep breath in shock and his body trembled uncontrollably.

This is even more brutal than the demons from hell!

Rosalin looked at his cowering appearance, and her contempt for him grew stronger.

Nobles all over the world are like this: greedy, stupid and weak.

"But," she changed the subject, "you don't have to panic too much. There will naturally be a madman to deal with him."

Hiiragi Shinsuke asked anxiously, "Who is it?"

"Scaramsey," Rosalyn coldly spat out a name, "the sixth seat of the Fatui executive."

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