"Next, we need to drive stakes diagonally between the two rows of wooden stakes, dividing them into triangles," Moro explained, using a twig as a pen to draw a diagram on the sandy beach for Samujin. "We don't need to wait until the parallel stakes reach the riverbank; we can start now."
"Fine!" Samujin's eyes were full of red veins; he hadn't rested in a long time. "I'll arrange for workers right away."
"We still don't have enough people," Moro tapped the sand repeatedly.
"Montaine the Civil Guard Officer has agreed to support your plan with full force, whatever number of people you need," Samujin said.
After a personal trip to Saint Town, Samujin had brought back Winters' unreserved support—including manpower, provisions, and the soon-to-arrive Ronald Division officers.
