Lind didn't mind too much; it didn't matter whether he had a bit more or a bit less grain. The other party might profit, but himself...he had profited quite a lot.
Watching cart after cart of ore being hauled back, Lind couldn't help but wonder, "What are they mining for?"
To mine but not to need the ores, treating them as casually as dirt.
Lind didn't fret over grain because his granaries were nearly full. Now that he had taken over Leon Territory, including the lizardmen area and Persimmon Town, everything within its range belonged to him. There were so many Calamity Shadow regions that even over two hundred undead couldn't keep up with the farming.
A huge amount of grain was ground into flour, and some was brewed into alcohol; not to mention the production line NPCs of Prey Town could handle more than they ate, and according to the news from Old Cheli, it had been a long time since anyone had stolen grain to eat.
