The next morning, sunlight streamed through the windowpanes of the Lord's Mansion study, casting vibrant patterns on the floor.
Velin was in a good mood.
The "Cooperative Guild" was now a heart, constantly pumping fresh blood into Newly Town. This system of rules converted the endless influx of people into a driving force for building the territory.
Handling these matters took up a great deal of his time, and he loathed such tedious tasks from the bottom of his heart. But Velin knew that a sound system was the prerequisite for the territory's future rapid development, even without his constant intervention.
Now that the cornerstone was laid, he could finally dedicate his energy to something more important—advancing to a Level 2 Alchemist.
Velin left the Lord's Mansion and walked straight toward the Origin Association research institute in the belly of Nameless Mountain.
It was absurd, really.
