The effectiveness of one's own name in the surrounding area is unknown for the moment, but the name of Mother Gao Ser should still carry some weight.
"Anything else?" Loren sincerely praised, "No wonder Mother Gao Ser holds you in high regard, Mr. Gaven. You truly have something extraordinary about you. With the aid of such treants, the repair of your inn will become extremely easy."
Even a demihuman centaur guide girl, who knows nothing about construction, could see at a glance the convenience provided by enlightened trees in repairing and constructing large buildings.
"Thank you for the compliments. You may proceed on your way now," Gaven said with a smile. Having heard such praise so often lately, he had become somewhat numb to it.
In fact, many of the things he employed were not astonishing at all when broken down; they had existed in Felen for who knows how many centuries—it's just that no one had thought to put them to use in this particular way before.
