Chapter 327 - Volume 3
Chapter 106 – Trentheim and the young lord (6)
“Well then, my lord, you said you had a new idea?” Bosley took out a pipe and was about to light it when he recalled that Brendel disliked the smell. He put it back after a moment of hesitation.
“Ah, you will see what I mean in a moment. What about that matter that I requested?” Brendel asked.
Bosley took a moment to think what the youth was talking about.
“You mean the suits of armor? We’ve crafted two hundred sets, and the workshop is going full-time on them. However, our workers and the workshop’s size are still insufficient. I believe we need to have at least a hundred men and above before fulfilling your demands on time.”
[Two hundred suits of armor, that’s slightly below my expectations. But finding additional experienced workers and adding Magicite machines are impossible tasks right now.]
“I can try solving other problems if you have them, like the lack of certain materials, but Firburh is unable to sustain a big workshop. Even if we have the Macsen region it’s still insufficient. There are not enough machines—” Brendel said.
Another idea came into his mind. “If only we can make our own Elemental Forge.”
“My lord, you forget that I’m a silver Elf.” Medissa’s voice was very quiet.
Brendel looked at her with crooked lips. What did the Magic Formations have to do with a Silver Elf?
“Boy, I wanted to ask you for the longest time, is that little Silver Elf girl who’s always following you a member of the royal family?” Orthlyss’s voice suddenly came up.