Although Murphy had reassuringly told Dust Beater not to feel any psychological pressure, after the children who had been touring the Blood Eagle Corridor with Madam Jules returned to the camp feeling fully satisfied, the pressure on this young civil engineer seemed to be on the verge of exploding.
He kept telling himself that these were just NPCs weaved out of code sequences and he was just carrying out a vocational task. Even if he failed, there wouldn't be any significant repercussions.
But while it's easy to fool others, it's much harder to fool himself.
This was especially true for Dust Beater, whose nature was rather responsible and sensitive.
The idea that his plan might cause casualties in the impending rebuilding of the Crimson Castle during winter twisted his heart into knots.
So, when he returned to his tent office, he was mentally drained under the pressure.
This change was quickly noticed by the assistant who brought him a cup of tea.
