In the bustling factory, Howard wore a mysterious expression as he whispered to his nearby coworker:
"Have you heard? It seems like they are sending a new administrator."
"Is Lord Bighead quitting?"
"Of course not. Ever since the last expansion, there are now hundreds of workers in the four factories. How can one Ogre handle it all? So, he requested several administrators from above to help manage us."
"Tsk tsk, really envious of these lords, sitting in the office every day, eating and drinking, and earning more than all of us combined."
The coworker named Chris couldn't help but sigh.
"It's not something to envy. They're Dragonblood Nobility, after all. People like us, being able to have a meal is good enough. If it were in the Rackman Duchy, we might not even survive the winter."
"I wonder what kind of personality the new lord has, if they can be a bit lenient..."
