In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed.
The leaves in the forest had fallen more heavily, carpeting the ground, making the autumn colors even richer.
During this time, Prince Gro had sent over the many materials and items he had promised to Richard, who, after solving a series of tedious details, began to officially start on the quarry.
So, for the next dozen days, on the hill where the ancient castle stood, one could often hear continuous explosions coming from a distant mountain.
"Boom! Boom!"
"Clatter clatter," Giant Dragon Gregory stepped out of the cave in his humanoid form, lifting his head to look at the sky. The sun had just risen, the light was soft, and the sky was golden—it was good weather. But his expression was somewhat gloomy, as though he had been disturbed from his lazy sleep or was worried about something urgent.
He turned his head to glance in the direction of the distant mountain and couldn't help but shake his head, buzzing, "Damn kid!"