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Chapter 279 -281: The Arrival of the Little Girl, and Again the Story of Isa’s Origins (8200 words)

Chapter 279 -281: The Arrival of the Little Girl, and Again the Story of Isa’s Origins (8200 words)

March 16th, Lide returned to Dawn City at the break of dawn.

Returning to the city victorious, Lide had very little time to rest. He immediately entered City Hall upon his return.

Harrison, who had been waiting there, could not contain his joy upon seeing Lide, and a radiant smile spread across his face.

He began to lavish praise on Lide without stinginess.

“Clan Leader, your strength is both admirable and astonishing, praise be to you!

The Dwarf Hill Ridges will now provide us with a steady stream of resources… Such a genius strategy.”

After defeating the Black Wind Tribe, Lide had the news sent back to Dawn City. He had already shared his thoughts on the development of the Dwarf Hill Ridges with Harrison, and this chairman of the City Council was well aware of Lide’s plans.

Now that the first step was successful, the future looked promising.

“Alright, it’s not like you’re hearing this for the first time.

Frey will be stationed at the Dwarf Hill Ridges from now on. I want you to have the construction department send a few elite master builders right away to help the Centaur build the market.”

Lide got straight to work assigning tasks, “We must set the rules for this trading market, and the Iron Hoof Tribe will cooperate fully.

Discuss this with Frey. He will be our representative in the Dwarf Hill Ridges from now on.”

Frey, as a once most powerful second-generation Bloodline, had always been valued highly by Lide.

Although his Level no longer kept up with the first-tier, Frey was meticulous and keeping him within the sanctuary seemed a waste of talent.

Therefore, Lide directly tasked Frey with taking charge of the Dwarf Hill Ridges.

The Dwarf Hill Ridges would become a significant resource point for Dawn City and would play a vital role.

It wasn’t enough to just have a local spokesperson like the Iron Hoof Tribe; one of their own was needed, and Frey was the best choice.

As for the vacancy left in the sanctuary, Lide was somewhat troubled.

Another reason to deploy Frey was that even though he had changed his Profession to Crimson Hunter and reached Level 12, it was still not sufficient.

This most secretive and crucial place was no longer suitable to be managed by a Bloodline who hadn’t reached Level 15.

With Dawn City growing more robust, they would face increasingly stronger enemies, and the Bloodline’s ultimate trump card had to be guarded by someone of sufficient influence and power.

Therefore, the sanctuary needed a new Guardian, and the minimum requirement was to reach Level 15—the higher, the better.

Because the sanctuary didn’t just house the Blood Pool; it also held what could be called the rare treasure of the Holy Spirit Relics.

That was a Divine corpse, of which there must be no loss.

The Bloodline’s current sustainable development strategy’s core was this Holy Spirit. Without it, Dawn City’s current growth momentum would be severely impaired.

Yet, deciding who to appoint as the guardian of the sanctuary proved difficult for him.

All of his top combatants already had compelling reasons to be stationed where they were.

Stanley, at Level 15, now managed the intelligence hub and bore responsibilities nearly as significant as Harrison’s. His crucial role ensured Stanley would no longer participate in other missions.

Emi, the Level 15 Shadow High Priest, was peculiarly missing in Risier City alongside Craig at Level 16. And even if Emi returned to Dawn City, he needed to control the vital Dawn Mage Tower—not a suitable candidate either.

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Grot, at Level 17, managed the Dark Contract in Green City, securing a vast treasure trove of rare items for Dawn City.

In Stanley’s absence, this major figure in Green City’s Underworld, recognized as one of the three major leaders, had to be collaborated with a sufficiently influential person.

Even less suitable were those who were not of the Bloodline. Betty, the Level 16 Northern Land Valkyrie, guarded the Crimson Mage Tower and couldn’t leave the increasingly strong, ever-growing Crimson Mage Tower.

Level 18 Beastman King Kapp was currently in the Lion Tribe, and he couldn’t possibly divert him away to suppress the Mithril Vein, an incredibly precious ore vein, especially given the current unrest among the beastmen.

Level 15 Castro, Level 16 Koso, and Level 18 Withered Bone, these three colossal figures were not at all close to the holy land, and they might not even be able to enter the few caves leading to the Blood Pool.

After some thought, Lide realized that although he hadn’t found a suitable candidate, he discovered something that pleased him immensely.

He now possessed nine individuals with combat strength above Level 15, and adding himself, a level 15 Blood Clan Ancestor, that made exactly ten.

Ten top combatants, Withered Bone and Kapp at Level 18, were in the first tier,

Betty at Level 16 and Grot at Level 17, Castro at Level 15, comprised the second tier of combatants,

Craig at Level 16, Emi at Level 15, Stanley at Level 15, and Koso at Level 15, were the third tier.

Lide estimated that he should be the strongest within the second tier and the weakest within the first tier, his combat strength falling just a bit short of Level 18 Kapp.

After Level 15, each level up would result in an enormous increase in combat strength.

Although Lide’s Bloodline was powerful enough, Level 15 was still 3 levels behind Level 18.

But, he anticipated that once he reached Level 16, he would be able to manipulate all of his subordinates at will, even Kapp with his Level 18 combat strength.

Now, the absolute fighting force in Lide’s hands was enough to astonish anyone.

The Dark Contract, once led by Viscount Bernard and one of the three giants that dominated Green City, had a peak strength of only seven top fighters.

Now, after more than a year of development, Dawn City had unbeknownst become a behemoth that no one could ignore.

Moreover, he had now captured a Level 17 half-centaur who had awakened the Gale Bloodline and in just three months, his forces would gain yet another second-tier fighter.

“Clan Leader…”

Harrison’s call snapped Lide, who had drifted into deep contemplation, back to reality.

“What were we discussing just now?”

Hearing Lide’s question, Harrison wasn’t bothered, having long been exposed to the extent to which Lide’s thoughts could wander.

“Regarding the low hills, City Hall will specifically establish a department—Trade Department, to handle trade relations with the outside.

And Frey will take charge as the head of the Trade Department, fully responsible for matters concerning the low hills.”

Lide heard this increasingly familiar term and shook his head with a hint of amusement.

When he had taught Harrison about various advanced knowledge from Earth, he used modern management systems as examples, so inevitably, after Harrison’s adoption, City Hall’s various departments were marked by this influence.

“Alright, you take care of the preliminary responsibilities. Once it’s on track, hand it over to Frey for management.

This line is very important to us; put in a bit of extra effort, and it will yield a greater return.”

Lide’s deep gaze fell on Harrison. The low hills were a grand strategy he had laid out, which would provide Dawn City with a powerful resource supply in the future.

This seemingly barren land was filled with gold beneath its surface. The potential had already been hinted at by the profit of a million Gold Pucks from the recent trade with the Centaur Tribe.

Just dig deeper in the future, and Dawn City will gain even more.

“As you wish.” Harrison nodded in response, jotting the matter down in his notebook.

Having resolved this issue, Lide shifted the topic.

“How far has the crafting of the Extraordinary Equipment progressed now?”

During the three months of his slumber, the Mithril had been steadily accumulating. Without his orders, no one dared to tamper with these strategic reserve materials.

Upon awakening, Lide had ordered the Dwarf Forging Master, Master Valen, to craft armor and weapons for Kapp, Betty, and Grot, the three powerful warriors.

“But due to his excessive use of Demon Crystal Stones, he nearly wiped out all the gold pucks in Dawn City, lacking the funds to purchase the raw materials required for forging Extraordinary Equipment, so the process was delayed.

After that, he managed to alleviate his financial troubles only after trading with the Iron Hoof Tribe.

“The materials are all ready, but Master Valen has requested that they come back in person for a test.

After all, weapons are meant to be used by people, especially when it comes to Extraordinary Level equipment. Merely forging it based on a fixed data template doesn’t guarantee that the weapon will be suitable.”

Lide nodded thoughtfully. Extraordinary Equipment possesses all sorts of unimaginable magical powers, and given its high cost, the importance placed on it could never be overstated.

Castro’s strength had increased by more than five times after donning the Extraordinary Equipment. This was the boost to combat power that high-end equipment provided. Of course, the gold pucks it consumed were also enough to make this wealthy tycoon’s heart ache.

“Let them come back then, for it’s Extraordinary Equipment after all.”

“I’ve already sent out the message last night; they should be able to return before evening.”

Lide looked at Harrison appreciatively. This guy always made him feel at ease with how he handled things.

Sure enough, as dusk approached, Kapp and Grote were the first to arrive. These two eager beavers hurried into the smithy after greeting Lide, which left him both amused and exasperated.

Following closely behind them was the endlessly powerful Northern Land Valkyrie.

Betty was dressed in a black, skin-tight leather armor today, with a three-palm-wide silver greatsword in her hand, which, coupled with her slender body, seemed even more massive.

She wore leather trousers on her lower half, with two slender legs exuding an inviting charm.

With slightly disheveled long hair draped behind her, her pitch-black eyes vigilant and frosty, she was like a wild beast ready to hunt its prey, every move filled with an untamed essence.

And the one following this Northern Land Valkyrie was a petite figure, dressed in a pristine white Mage Robe, with eyes as gorgeous as rubies.

Her demeanor was sweet and demure, and upon seeing Lide, a heartwarming smile spread across the girl’s face.

When Lide saw Betty leading Isa towards him, a radiant smile instantly spread across his lips.

My little Isa is so endearing.

“Teacher~”

Upon seeing Lide, little Isa, contrary to her previous quiet and shy nature, excitedly ran toward him across the grass in the City Hall’s garden, clad in her pure white Mage Robe.

Eventually, Lide opened his arms wide and embraced the exuberant little girl, giving her a big hug.

He even lifted her up and spun her around twice, greatly satisfying Isa’s inner joy.

Moments later, Lide gently released her under Isa’s lingering gaze, and looking at her delicate face, he playfully pinched the girl’s nose.

“Isa, have you been obedient these days?”

Isa nodded dutifully, her eyes curving into crescent moons, radiating sheer delight untainted by any impurity.

“Mm… Isa has been good.”

After speaking, her small hands tightly clung to Lide’s right hand, eyes brimming with dependence.

“Teacher… Isa missed you…”

She spoke softly, her tone tinged with the unique shyness of a little girl, yet couldn’t contain surges of unrestrained exuberance.

Lide had been asleep for more than three months, and then returned to Dawn City with the arrival of Frost Month.

For Isa, this most important figure in her life had not been seen for half a year.

Longing for Lide had been her most frequent activity during this time.

When Lide was in his deep slumber, Isa had come to Dawn City with Betty, hoping to visit him. But at that time, Lide was asleep in the blood pool, and the Bloodline, in the interest of safety, didn’t allow anyone who was not of the Bloodline to enter, so Isa, who had come to Dawn City at the time, did not get to see Lide.

Seeing this figure, more important to him than his own life, the excitement and exhilaration in his heart overflowed beyond words.

Lide looked at the girl’s pure trust and dependence with great pleasure, such genuine expressions he had only seen in Isa, Venna, and Nyro’s eyes.

“Good girl,”

Lide couldn’t help but rub the girl’s little head again, his eyes filled with indulgence.

At that moment, Betty also arrived, the somewhat haughty heart of this female warrior flickered with joy upon seeing Lide.

Inside, she silently breathed a sigh of relief when no one else noticed.

For the Northern Land’s Valkyrie, the fact that Lide was unharmed was the greatest assurance.

She knew that whether it was Dawn City, the Dark Contract, the Crimson Mage Tower, or Isa, this guy was the most important person; if something happened to him, she couldn’t fathom the consequences.

Even Isa, this sweet and innocent girl, would probably change into someone else.

“Your Bloodline Power??”

After standing by Lide’s side for a while, Betty’s face showed surprise, even a hint of shock as she looked at him.

“What’s wrong?” Lide blinked, somewhat puzzled.

“It’s strong,” said Betty, her black eyes fixating on Lide. After making the serious statement, she felt the need to add more emphasis, “Very strong, very strong.”

Lide looked amused by Betty’s astonished expression, as if the powerful members of the Northern Royal Family were like people who had never seen the world.

Too strong.

Others might not feel it, but Betty, a female warrior who had been fighting since she learned to wield a weapon, had extremely keen senses.

Although Lide did not exude any aura, every pore on her body warned her of the danger when she was near Lide.

Danger, extreme danger.

In Lide’s slender body, there seemed to be an Ancient Giant Dragon hidden, ready to unleash power that could rip space and time.

After a deep look at this increasingly mysterious man, Betty did not say any more.

Yet a touch of eagerness quietly arose in her eyes as her fighting spirit slowly elevated.

The terrifying power hidden within Lide stirred her combat desire.

Feeling the atmosphere gradually rising around Betty, the corners of Lide’s mouth twitched slightly. Did this woman really want to fight him?

Damn, true to the Northern people.

I’m your master, can’t you grasp reality?

He took Little Yisha by the hand and decisively walked away.

He had no interest in battling with Betty at this time.

Betty watched Lide walk away without paying attention to her. In a very girlish manner, she pouted her lips, which looked surprisingly cute—too bad no one noticed. A moment later, Betty regained her somewhat haughty demeanor.

Back in his office, he took his seat.

Looking at Isa sitting beside him with her hands placed on her skirt, her posture ladylike and demure, Lide was very pleased.

He reached out to tousle her flaxen hair, and Isa slightly lifted her head, her eyes narrowing comfortably as she gazed at Lide.

“Teacher~”

Lide’s affection delighted the young girl, and months of longing were satisfied in the best way possible.

Lide gave a slight smile and casually opened Isa’s attribute panel.

Isa ??

Level: 8

Age: 16

Golden Bloodline: Awakening Level (15%)

Description: Possessing a Golden Bloodline of the Golden Race, the innate Talent of the Golden Race is enough to astonish the Divine.

Restricted Talent: Bonding – Bonded to Betty Smollett. The bonded parties can mutually gain one Bloodline Talent from each other. Bonding is categorized as primary and secondary, where the secondary must unconditionally obey the commands of the primary.

Level 8??

Lide’s eyes revealed a touch of astonishment. Isn’t this level advancement a bit exaggerated?

Over a year ago, little Isa hadn’t even reached Level 1.

Indeed, it is no wonder, given she is of the Golden Race. He had to rely on the system cheating upgrades to surpass the other by a head.

And her Golden Bloodline’s Awakening Level had increased from the last 10% to 15%.

Seeing this, Lide revealed an interested gaze. When Isa’s Bloodline Awakening reached 10%, she awakened the Bonding Talent and formed a bond with Betty during the most critical battle, saving the Bloodline from the Dark Bishop, Kolong of the Late Bell Church.

Betty’s legend of beheading the Level 19 Molten Demon after its Transformation with two sword strikes is still being circulated within the Bloodline to this day.

Therefore, it is highly possible that Isa’s Bloodline Awakening to 20% would grant her a new Talent.

Lide was quite interested in this.

The Talent of the Golden Race—little Isa was his treasure; naturally, the stronger, the better.

“Isa, has your Bloodline been slowly Awakening recently? Do you feel anything?”

Hearing Lide’s question, Isa’s eyes showed a touch of admiration. She hadn’t even had a chance to tell Lide about this yet.

“Yes, there’s a force awakening inside my body, but I can’t control this power at the moment, it seems it’s not yet fully formed…”

Not fully formed?

Lide nodded, “Can you feel how to control that energy? Do you need any help from your teacher? For example, do you need Magic Crystal Stones or Magic Potions?”

Betty, standing beside them at the moment, shook her head and interjected, “Master…”

The title seemed extremely awkward to say, and Betty’s face showed a subtlety. This fearless Valkyrie was always somewhat unnatural in front of Lide.

“Isa’s Bloodline will naturally awaken slowly with age, without the need for extra stimulation. Simply ensuring Isa’s growth is safe will suffice…”

Lide heard this and was quite envious.

This is the strong racial Talent of the Golden Life. As time passes, they naturally grow stronger.

The most famous of these are the giant dragons of the Longevity Species, who, as long as they live long, their strength will continue to grow. Moreover, the growth limit of dragons is extremely exaggerated. Eventually, they can even ascend to godhood and become part of the Dragon Clan Divine System.

Although the specific race of Isa is currently unknown, a Golden Race that can be compared to dragons surely won’t be inferior.

“Alright, Betty, Isa is our most important person. We must ensure her safety.”

Looking at the docile and cute Isa, Lide couldn’t help but feel a surge of affection. Too adorable.

Not to mention her cute appearance and high values, her Talent was explosively powerful, and her personality was very well-behaved. She was simply perfect.

Isa held Lide’s hand tightly, her eyes slightly squinting with content as she gazed at him.

“Teacher… Isa is very powerful. I can protect myself…”

Lide laughed heartily, “Yes, Isa is very powerful, but that’s for later.”

After teasing the little lass, Lide turned his gaze to Betty, “Betty, how is the situation at the Crimson Mage Tower now?”

Although the Crimson Mage Tower sent information to Dawn City every one or two days, after a long absence, it was necessary to hear the news from Betty.

But what Betty said shocked Lide.

“Master Spark has sustained a serious injury…”

“Master Spark is injured? When did this happen, and for what reason did he get injured?”

Lide couldn’t help but ask. Spark was a Level 19 Great Mage, a being near the Extraordinary Level.

In Green City, he is a true dominator that can rely on his strength to act without constraint.

Such a big figure had been seriously injured, which was incredible.

Betty shook her head.

“It happened just as we were on our way back, and the White Tower only just sent the news that Master Spark seems to have followed the Extraordinary Mage, Lord Rock, to the north.”

North?

Lide’s eyes flashed with a hint of gravity.

“Undead?”

Betty nodded, her tone also became a few degrees colder.

“Yes, Undead. After the Undead announced the establishment of the Undead Empire a few months ago, they temporarily declared a truce and returned the lands they had invaded to other empires. However, due to the large scale of their invasion, although the main force of the Undead has retreated, a large number of undead remnants have remained within the territory of the Nolan Empire. The Extraordinary Mage from Green City gathered all the top professionals to eliminate these residual Undead.”

Lide raised his eyebrows. In theory, in such a scenario, Spark’s strength would not likely suffer too much danger since the main forces of the opposition had retreated.

So why…

Seeing Lide’s confusion, Isa next to him spoke up to supplement Betty’s explanation.

“Grandfather Spark discovered a Death Cemetery that was being used to create high-level Undead, and the cemetery was causing severe damage to the surrounding areas. If we don’t destroy that Death Cemetery, it would affect hundreds of kilometers around it with the aura of Undead, turning humans and other life forms into undead, posing a huge hidden danger. Grandfather Spark was severely injured after entering the Death Cemetery and was afflicted by the power of Undead.”

Isa showed a bit of undeniable concern in her eyes. Apart from Lide, the slovenly and unkempt Spark had been the best to her.

Lide’s eyes narrowed slightly, and his mood suddenly worsened. “How is Master Spark’s condition now?”

“For now, he’s okay. Lord Rock has sealed the aura of Undead in his body, which can’t harm him physically for a year or two. However, this is probably not the final solution.”

Betty shook her head. Although she didn’t have much fondness for that untidy Great Mage, he was unconditionally kind to Isa. She had to accept that favor.

Lide nodded. It seemed necessary to make a trip back soon.

Spark’s support for the Crimson Mage Tower was unimaginably significant to outsiders.

Without Spark’s influence, the Crimson Mage Tower could never have developed so quickly.

How lucrative are magic scrolls? The profits are enough to drive any family mad with desire.

It was indeed Spark’s forceful leverage, as a major figure in Green City, that safeguarded the Crimson Mage Tower; otherwise, the Crimson Mage Tower, which could bring in over a hundred thousand gold pucks each month, would have long been swallowed up by those high nobles.

Even the rapid development of Dawn City relied heavily on Spark’s influence in Green City.

His main source of revenue in the early days—the technology to manufacture magic scrolls—was given to him by Spark for free.

Although somewhat unserious at times, Spark genuinely took good care of his disciple.

“After the armor is forged, I’ll join you in returning.”

A few moments of deep thought flashed in Lide’s dark and profound eyes.

An eventful autumn indeed.

The beastmen of Risier City had yet to make a move, and a few days ago, he had tried to contact the Level 16 werewolf, Craig, using the power of faith, but his efforts were blocked by another force, preventing him from sensing any information from Craig.

It was the same with Emi; the Bloodline Ancestor’s blood could not relay messages to this second-generation Bloodline.

As the deity of Dawn City, he wielded the power of faith but was still blocked, indicating clearly who was behind this—the Divine.

The beastmen were even borrowing the strength of their gods, indicating a vast scheme.

Now add to this the Undead intent on founding an Undead Empire, and even Spark, a powerful Level 19 Great Mage, had been severely injured by a Death Cemetery left behind by the Undead.

The wind was shifting in an unwelcome direction.

The situation in the southern parts of the Nolan Empire had undergone a massive transformation compared to just a year ago.

Lide sensed the oppressive feeling of a storm on the horizon.

If he wanted to continue farming comfortably as he did a year ago, just managing his current domain, it seemed it would only become more challenging in the future.

This was also why he had continually taken the initiative to strike; in times of great change, if he didn’t enhance his own power as rapidly as possible, he might not even have the option to act in case of an emergency.

Becoming stronger was an eternal truth.

Although Dawn City was currently hidden deep within the Far Mountain Range, with little chance of being discovered in the short term,

being prepared for the worst was always what a ruler should do. As the helmsman of the giant ship that was Dawn City, he needed to chart the course for the future.

“Is there anything else?”

Lide had asked casually, but Betty, indeed, had more to report.

“Today, I heard from our merchants who returned from the Blue Sea Province that the Fishman Clan has blockaded the maritime area and has even launched attacks on over ten coastal cities in the Blue Sea Province.

Our trade missions could not procure the magic materials they set out to get.”

Lide’s brow furrowed further.

The sea housed a variety of demon beasts, making it an important source of resources. Many of the magic materials used by the Crimson Mage Tower come from marine sources.

The Fishman Empire, immense and neighboring the coastal waters of the Nolan Empire’s Blue Sea Province, had previously co-existed with humans with minimal interference.

It was rare to hear of the Fishman conducting large-scale invasions of port cities; after all, occupying human cities wasn’t of much use to them, given their critical weakness of needing to live near the water prevented them from expanding land-based power.

But such an incident happening now was highly unusual.

The eve of a storm’s arrival.

“And most crucially, many of the magic materials commonly used in the manufacture of magic scrolls cannot be substituted by any other materials.

For example, the tears of a magic fish, the deep sea squid, and even the deep sea cold iron essential for forging top-tier equipment, can only be produced by the ocean.”

Betty spoke with a profound familiarity; this wild valkyrie had not been idle during Lide’s absence, helping Vena manage the Crimson Mage Tower, so she was quite sensitive to these matters.

Once war broke out, the most direct impact would be the shortage of various supplies.

And even though these wars were thousands of miles away, their impact on the Crimson Mage Tower and even Dawn City was particularly evident.

The lack of raw materials for the production of magic scrolls alone was enough to cause a headache.

The Beastmen invasion of Risier City, the Undead severing the northern border, and now the invasion of the coastal Blue Sea Province by the Fishman Country.

It seemed that the south of the Nolan Empire had fallen into a strange and dangerous situation.

“Alright, I’ll handle these matters when I return.”

Lide couldn’t help but feel a headache; the wars, except for the one in Risier City which he was involved in, had nothing to do with him, but they were still a discomfort to him.

Shaking his head without dwelling on it much, he thought that once he got back to Green City, he could resolve these matters; fretting now was useless.

Without further delay, Lide stood up, “Come on, let’s go to the blacksmith shop; I had you return this time to forge extraordinary equipment for you.

As for the matters of the Crimson Mage Tower, I’ll solve them when I go back to Green City. The sky won’t fall as long as I am here.”

The strong confidence in his voice instantly infected Betty, her dark eyes slightly quivered, she admired Lide’s calm and confident demeanor in facing any significant issues most.

It reminded her of those legendary heroes destined to rule the Northern Lands from the northern myths—the very existence she aspired to and revered.

And Lide’s image seemed to be increasingly aligning with that direction.

A faint blush arose, unbidden, on Betty’s face, then she quickly shook her head to refocus her attention on the extraordinary equipment.

Extraordinary equipment, for the impoverished Northern Plateau, the entire royal family did not possess many pieces.

Although Betty was a valkyrie, she was not a child of the reigning Northern King in the Northern Royal Family, so the armor and weapons of the extraordinary level had always been beyond her reach.

The great sword in her hands had been obtained from Grot.

Having a set of extraordinary equipment was enough to make her happy, for a warrior’s weapon was their second life.

Lide watched Betty’s somewhat excited expression and smiled softly, taking Yisha by the hand to head out.

Soon after, they arrived at the blacksmith shop that had not yet been relocated to the weapons factory park.

In Lide’s plan, in the future, all factories would move to Moonlight Plain and form clusters of specific industries by type.

The blacksmith shop would naturally be for weapon manufacturing, alchemy bombs for the alchemy factory, and in the future, the magic factory would be established near the mage tower.

The city zones of Dawn City would eventually be purely residential areas, and these large factories would all be relocated.

Of course, a small portion of shops for everyday needs, such as forging kitchen knives and agricultural tools, would be retained.

“Good day, Your Lordship.”

Upon seeing Lide, Master Valen immediately bowed respectfully but then caught sight of Yisha from the corner of his eye.

The ruby-like eyes of the girl caused an indescribable shock to appear on the face of the dwarf forging master.

Pointing at Yisha, he stammered.

“Your Lordship, is that, that, that not the species from the Storm Sea Domain?”