Shanna pretended not to hear him and walked beside him.
Albert did not dwell on it either, casually bringing up something else.
"Is anyone willing to stay and help manage the village?"
"I asked around. Truman doesn't want to return to the Ministry of Magic and said he could stay and help." Knowing what Albert wanted to ask, Shanna continued, "But don't keep thinking you can solve every problem at once. No one has any experience with farming or livestock breeding."
"There needs to be at least a basic framework first. Otherwise, there's no point expecting anything to follow."
Albert knew perfectly well that if he could not rely on himself, he had better not rely on anyone else.
"You should trust them."
"I trust them too much." Albert shook his head. "If I leave without making proper plans, Avalon will be completely different by the time I return."
Even if you do that, it won't change anything.
Shanna wanted to say it, but ultimately kept quiet.
She had seen Avalon's plans before and knew exactly what Albert wanted to do, but could it really be achieved?
There was always a gap between dreams and reality. They both knew that very well.
"I'll place a bright future right in front of them." Albert's lips curved slightly as he said softly, "Like a carrot tied in front of a donkey."
"That's a terrible comparison," Shanna muttered.
"Whether they're willing to pursue that kind of life is up to them."
"If they don't care about it themselves, what can I say? They built Avalon with their own hands, so they should decide the village's future themselves."
"So, are you really planning to pay them wages out of your own pocket at the beginning?" Shanna abruptly changed the subject.
"How could that be?