"We have fifty. I will call everyone in the workshop right away. Please gather every magic stone you can find. The more the better. I will leave that to you, Master. Well then, I will start mass production! Ah, I am so busy!"
Aaron said everything he wanted to say and then ran out of the meeting room.
At this pace, he looked like he could make one hundred or even two hundred in no time.
Since it was originally an island nation with no threatening countries nearby, they probably never needed the fortress-like architecture seen on the Western Continent.
Dominic felt anger rise in him as he thought about how Isolde had brought unnecessary disaster into what should have been a peaceful country.
A guard on patrol noticed Dominic and shouted.
"Hey! Who are you? I've never seen you before. Don't move!"
Several soldiers rushed toward him with weapons in hand.
They wore sleeveless linen tops, rough-woven knee-length pants, and simple leather chest and waist guards.
