I blinked. "…Excuse me?"
Two. Hundred. Thousand. I let my head fall back against the tub with a soft thunk. This was not a territory anymore. This was—rapidly becoming a city. And not the slow, organic kind either. No. This was the oh gods something is happening here kind.
More villages had sprung up almost overnight—planned ones, not the chaotic sprawl I feared. New houses lined wide roads, stone and timber reinforced with mana veins, roofs enchanted for weather resistance. Even nearby territories—lands that once looked down on Agro—had sold their property in panic.
