"It's a pity that the first layer of Saint Michael City did not fall, otherwise the wealth obtained might have been more than the lower six layers combined,"
Charles thought of this and was interrupted by the sudden appearance of the Augusladin High Priest, who, with a beaming smile, said, "Mister Mecklen is in such good spirits."
Charles replied, "Joy shared is doubled!"
The Augusladin High Priest smiled faintly. He certainly knew what "shared joy" meant. This time, infiltrating St. Michael Island was indeed a cause for "shared joy!"
Ban Lanmalock, standing nearby, was even more thrilled, sharing in the "shared joy."
Charles knew that as someone born into a great nobility, Lanmalock might not consider money that important, so he granted him a fleet, allowing him to choose ten warships and to select sailors freely.
