Turmoil

A magic airship fully loaded with Siren Armor arrived at the North Coast dock of Sun Island Bay at dusk. The crew immediately began unloading Wooden Boxes onto the pier.

Roy hurried to the dock. He selected several crates from the cargo pile and had the Half-Elf guards behind him open them. Inside were Ring-Style Siren Armor sets wrapped in oil paper, each one silver-plated.

He even took out a piece of leather and pressed it against the protruding blades of the armor, testing their sharpness...

The Siren Armor forged by the Gaxi Mountain Range Forging Workshop had become increasingly refined. This batch was noticeably better in quality than the first.

The Half-Elf officer responsible for escorting the Ring-Style Siren Armor approached Roy, saluted him, and reported, "Boss, we delivered two thousand sets of Ring-Style Siren Armor this time, and we also brought the dwarven artisan."

Roy nodded, looked at the dwarven artisan, and asked, "How many sets of this Ring-Style Siren Armor can be forged each day?"

After giving it serious thought, the dwarven artisan said, "We are currently making forging molds for the Siren Armor. The most in-demand connecting rings and blades can already be mass-produced with molds. Only twenty-seven types of structurally complex bridges still need to be made by hand. Those should also be molded for production soon. If the Forging Workshop operates at full capacity, it can probably produce three hundred sets of Ring-Style Siren Armor a day."

That meant the Forging Workshop could produce ten thousand sets of Ring-Style Siren Armor in a month.

"This month, suspend all other forging tasks and focus entirely on making Ring-Style Siren Armor," Roy instructed the Half-Elf officer.

"Yes, Boss."

The Half-Elf crew placed the Wooden Boxes inside the warehouse by the sea.

The following morning, twelve