Kingdom of the Weak

43. Considerations

They ended up shopping at Burning Steel rather than the airship. Remian ordered Tier 3 weapons and armor in bulk, which he would later donate to the Guild for Points. After all, as Guild Master, he should strive to remain as one of the top Adventurers in his own Guild.

They finally spotted the airship in the horizon by lunch time. As Mandy said; they were simply late.

The reason for that became apparent as they docked at the still-unfinished airport. The airship had dozens of people on deck, and many crates of cargo to unload.

“Workers!!” Remian roared to the sky, exultant.

One hundred workers. Forty mercenaries. There weren’t as many mercenaries as Charlie estimated, but for Remian, who had sweated over a lack of manpower until now, forty tier 2 fighters was a godsend.

On top of that, there were not ten, but twenty Iron Legion trainees this time around, led by another drill sergeant named Julius.

“Orders!” Julius salute