Barton couldn't help but take notice when he heard the name Eugene; he had heard of this mechanical Master before. He hadn't expected the Lord to have been able to invite him back, let alone a group of professional craftsmen.
Lance quickly made the introductions and then arranged for Susan to handle the handover.
Regardless, settling these people was the priority, as they were the core for forming the artillery.
While he was busy with these matters, Lance turned to see Tiffany, who seemed to be waiting for something.
"Is something the matter?"
"You're the Lord of Hamlet?" Tiffany asked, her expression somewhat peculiar. Although she had suspected as much, it was now confirmed.
"Is it that surprising?" Lance asked composedly, handing her the plans. "Arrange things according to this for now."
"Didn't you say Father was in Hamlet?" Tiffany took the plans but made no further move.
