"Whether it's smelting technology or metalworking techniques, even the processing level of timber, none of these are at a stage we can replicate. To produce such a finished product, I personally think it's unlikely for our generation to achieve. If we just want to familiarize ourselves with the techniques, that might be somewhat easier,"
With a look of admiration still in his eyes for the Fox Tribe Queen, the Middle-aged man then turned his gaze to the slim man sitting at the very edge, who had his eyes half-closed as if still asleep, "Schnecke, how are things on your end? Any clues? Where exactly were those battering rams smuggled from?"
Shami did not expect to uncover the origins of this mysterious force. Daring to make such a bold move, the opponent would naturally be well-prepared. He only hoped to understand more about the actual details of the other party by relying on his own power, after all, collaborating with a force completely unknown to them always felt unsettling.
