"We forged so many siren battle armors, only to destroy them all in the end?"
The Gray Dwarf artisans all shouted in protest.
"And now we have to forge brand-new siren battle armor. If we're just going to be ordered to destroy it after it's made, we might as well do nothing now..."
"Exactly. Wouldn't it be better to spend our time lying around in the sheds and drinking ale? Why do this thankless, exhausting work?"
The Gray Dwarf artisans were indignant, grumbling one after another.
Roy stared at them expressionlessly. These Gray Dwarves were unlike the Half-Elves; clearly, they did not understand what the words Boss Roy represented...
Master Maggs naturally understood. He had lived on Pattington Island for more than a year and had modified Roy's Magic Airships twice.
At least thirty of the Magic Airships in Roy's fleet had now been personally modified by Master Maggs.
Once the Half-Elf crewmen had fully mastered the techniques for modifying Magic Airships, Master Maggs and several of his apprentices had voluntarily asked Roy to let them work at the Forging Workshop for a while. Master Maggs had heard from the Half-Elves that the workshop possessed all sorts of metal ores.
What Master Maggs had failed to accomplish all these years was the development of composite Magic Metal plates.
The mithril-clad steel plates he had developed had already been used to forge dozens of sets of Full Coverage Heavy Armor. These heavy armors, designed specifically for elves, fully accounted for the fighting style of Elf Sword Dancers. They were thick and heavy, yet remarkably flexible...
Roy had come personally this time to bring these heavy armors to the Elf Continent.
These heavy armors forged from Magic Metal could serve as magical base materials for inscription masters. As long as they appeared