It had to be said that Mary's arrival really did let Duanmu Huai relax quite a bit.
As for those gold bricks, Duanmu Huai found a channel to contact the Rabbit next door and sold them all off.
After all, with the yen depreciated to the point of being worthless, Duanmu Huai wouldn't touch yen even if he had money. He might as well exchange it for another currency with stronger purchasing power.
With money in his pocket, Duanmu Huai was no longer anxious in the slightest. First, he spent a huge sum to buy the church that the Fallen Angels and the others had previously used as their base. Of course, the church itself had been reduced to a ruin during the earlier battle, but fortunately, its location was excellent. It was not far below Duanmu Huai and the others' residence, and as a fortress, it was still quite suitable.
Duanmu Huai then cleared away the church's ruins and rebuilt the Inquisition's church on top of them. He didn't use the local construction crews. After all, every construction team in this damned place was made up of building immortals. They could take five years to build a single gate and still claim it was hand-polished with artisan craftsmanship... If they had been in the Inquisition, Duanmu Huai would have shot them a hundred times over.
Instead, he directly used the magical servants Mary had brought. These magical servants neither ate, drank, nor slept. As long as they had mana, they worked twenty-four hours a day. They never slacked off, cut corners, shortchanged materials, or tampered with the work. All Duanmu Huai had to do was buy the materials and dump them there, and they would conscientiously follow the blueprints and get to work.
Now those were true laborers.
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