Bab 388: War for War (5)

'I would have done it without the help of a five-star blacksmith or even without Hephaestus's Forge. So it's much easier now. I can do it.'

So the blacksmiths of the World Tree camp were gradually getting better.

Even Hearst began to change his attitude.

"Well, even though you guys are stupid, you're quite skilled. You guys are now making what I want. Hum...I think I can take you to my workshop later."

"Hey, who promised that? Are you crazy?"

"What?'

Hearst had no choice but to admit they improved a lot.

"Damn bastards, you should have done it like this from the beginning! Why did you let me curse you then?"

Anyway, they put their hearts and souls in it for several hours, continuing to work until only two hours were left before the start of the war.

"Whew! We're done! Bring your boss, Necromancer, here!"

Finally, Arnold Hearst lit a cigar for a break.

"Shit! This is the first time in my life that I've experienced a crunch mode like this," he said.