After signing the paperwork, Ang left Hansen with a pile of materials.
The moment he stepped outside, he heard Hansen muttering behind him, "I just turned in ten Level 4 Magical Beast cores today, and then you go and collect thirty-two cores and a heap of materials. Only mages get treatment like this."
Hansen shook his head and watched Ang's figure gradually disappear into the distance.
He turned and glanced at the neatly bundled Magic Arrows on the shelf, each wrapped in oiled kraft paper, then sighed.
These arrows were military supplies sent from Fokas Fortress. Every one of them was inscribed with advanced Magic Runes and could unleash blazing flames, lightning, or power capable of piercing shields.
They were powerful, but the Merit Point cost was extremely high—half a Merit Point for one arrow, and one point for two.
On the battlefield, that was equivalent to the reward for killing a Level 4 Magical Beast or a Tier 2 Foul Spirit.
Yet a single Magic Arrow could not guarantee the death of a Level 4 Magical Beast or Tier 2 Foul Spirit, which made these arrows little more than a luxury with limited practical use for many people.
He gently ran a hand over the paper bundle and murmured, "I hope someone is willing to exchange for a few. Only then will Fokas Fortress send more new stock..."
Meanwhile, after returning to the dining hall, Ang handed the materials he had collected from Hansen to Isi and the others. He instructed them, "Tomorrow, prioritize repairing the Defense Magic Arrays of the two southern outposts. The breaches there are the most severe. We can't delay."
"Understood." Isi nodded solemnly.
After making the arrangements, Ang looked over the people who were gathering their things in small groups and preparing for tomorrow's