Crafting Magical Equipment

Compared to the universally loathed Roland, Yun Feng preferred dealing with the gentle and wise Queen Nyx. After all, Nyx would not treat him like a workhorse while acting as though it were only natural. Whether in her actions or words, Nyx always made Yun Feng feel like a spring breeze was washing over him. Even working himself to the bone for her felt far more comfortable than doing so for Roland...

After bidding farewell to Nyx and Roland, Yun Feng scratched his head in frustration. Producing ten full sets of excellent-grade equipment within the next few months would be an exceptionally challenging task, even for a Sixth Tier Sage like him.

"Your Excellency, I heard you would not be handling government affairs for a while?" That evening, just as Yun Feng had expected, Lance arrived outside his room.

"Come in and talk!" Yun Feng glanced around, pulled Lance inside, then slammed the door shut with a bang.

"What happened? Are you quitting? Did you have a showdown with His Highness?" Lance asked in alarm. Yun Feng alone practically supported the entire kingdom's administrative system. If Yun Feng decided to stop working, Lance, sitting downstream of the whole system, would have his head explode.

"Calm down. Sit and let's talk properly!" Yun Feng rolled his eyes helplessly. The poor kid had been scared out of his wits...

"In fact, it is not what you think. You know the kingdom's predicament as well. The number of refugees keeps increasing, but our food supplies keep dwindling. With our current stockpile, we cannot hold out until next autumn's harvest." Yun Feng calmly explained the situation to Lance.

"So purchasing food externally is this autumn's highest priority, but the kingdom has no money..." Yun Feng spread his hands and looked at Lance helplessly.