"Lord Richard, if you don't have any other options for now, I suggest you consider merging the Cursed Pharaoh with the Wild Sand Mage…
"The battle strength of these two troops is outstanding. Both are mummies. Their attributes are similar. Perhaps, after fusion, the effect of one plus one is more soul-devouring than two.
"As for the other troops, I'm not optimistic."
Adele hesitantly voiced her judgment when Richard was about to leave the blacksmith shop.
Richard paused for a moment. He waved his hand with a smile and told the statue to take him out.
"Go and rest first. I'll handle this matter."
Richard ignored the aggrieved expression on Adele's face after he finished speaking and called over the other person in charge of the blacksmith shop. He told him to take over the blacksmith shop for the next few days, left, and headed toward the Lord's mansion.
