"Yes," Berlion admitted bluntly, "If time allows, I can modify more."
The old blacksmith Poltan's expression twisted as he lamented, gnashing his teeth and slapping his thigh:
"Foolish! Foolish! Preparing for war is important, I know. But even so, you shouldn't cooperate with Gangchalov and their group! They're not like me; they're fixated on maintaining the guild's monopoly! By helping them improve the blast furnace, you're strengthening their power! Originally, as long as we kept lowering the prices, they would eventually submit. And now? They also have blast furnaces that can produce iron continuously, and our weapons are useless now! How could His Excellency Montane be so foolish!"
