With a heart filled with apprehension, Wildhammer returned to the restaurant.
Carlos and Elder John had not left; they were still engaged in endless discussion.
Wildhammer pricked up his ears to listen carefully, and then he learned a lot of information.
"Customizing different models of armor for each soldier based on their body size?"
"You can choose enchantments? Is it really that user-friendly?"
"Blood Activating Elixir? Can the Bay Territory even produce potions?"
"They can even make crossbows? That's something..."
"..."
All sorts of thoughts continuously popped into his mind.
As Wildhammer waited, he kept updating his impression of the Bay Territory.
When Wildhammer heard that Elder John was preparing to take Carlos to see the warehouse and the armory, he followed them discreetly.
Looking up at Elder John, who was a head taller than Carlos, he couldn't help but mutter softly:
