After the negotiation with Augustine, a meeting took place in the snow-white room.
Lautner and the rest of the subordinates had dumbfounded looks. "My lord, are you serious? Did… did you really agree to the proposal of the Iron Dukedom building a military fortress?"
In all seriousness, Odom said, "It will not be a big deal if we reject them now. But if we agree, when their large army arrives, we will be in grave danger."
William raised his hand to stop the others from speaking. Instead of keeping a serious look, he smiled. "Tell me. How long would it take for you to construct a military base with a capacity of thousands of people?"
"Er… it depends on the number of people with me. If there are few workers, it will take at least half a year." As the assistant city lord, Odom had always been in charge of constructing. He knew the level of difficulty of this task.
A military fortress was different from a city, in particular.
