At that moment, Iver was discussing Wanning's constitution with Sherlock and Isabel.
Hearing that an unexpected guest had arrived, Iver raised his head in surprise.
"...Mr. Grandet?"
Iver raised an eyebrow, curiosity flickering in his eyes. "At a time like this?"
He genuinely wanted to know why Grandet, whom he had only met once not long ago, had come here during the busiest period in Wanning's history.
As the saying went, one shouldn't bother someone when they were so busy that their feet barely touched the ground. At a time like this, the other party would wish nothing more than to shove your head into your neck.
Based on Iver's several encounters with Grandet, this goblin merchant was undoubtedly the type with exceptional social intelligence.
He couldn't possibly be unaware that, at a time like this, both Iver and Isabel would be driven to anxiety and irritation by the sudden, overwhelming workload. The Country of Wanning had only just been established, and its rules had to be finalized before the people's fervor faded. Moreover, it would be best not to change them afterward... So it was best to get everything right in one go. Even if that couldn't be done, they had to get as close to that goal as possible.
After all, constantly changing policies was the surest way to break people's hearts.
And the Country of Wanning was, in fact, extremely valuable to Iver.
Iver was not lacking in power over the mortal world. Whether in Avalon in the past, New Herasul now, or the Eternal Theocracy, his opinions could directly influence those at the highest level.
Therefore, this value did not lie in the worldly glory and riches it could bring, but in the sense of achieving a "great undertaking."
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