"Honorable Lord Taimus, the Longshan Family will most certainly be the Church's staunchest ally!"
Looking at the expressionless Taimus standing before him, Lin Qi helplessly spread his hands. "But the amount of equipment you require is far too great! Even if every weapons factory and workshop in the entire Dragon Mountain Empire began work at once and drove all those poor dwarves mad, they still couldn't produce the armor and weapons to meet your needs within a single month!"
Even the corners of Lin Qi's mouth were twitching. He could no longer stop himself from wanting to try killing Taimus.
That damned deadpan bastard never showed the slightest change of expression all day long. Worse still, he was wearing Arthur's face—Arthur's body was appearing before him—and that multiplied Lin Qi's disgust countless times over.
Ever since arriving in the Dragon Mountain Empire, he had seized control of every church and madly expanded the army, recruiting all the most shameless, lowlife scoundrels from the streets and alleys of the Dragon Mountain Empire into the Church's forces. If that were all, Lin Qi would not have cared. After all, covering the military expenses and provisions for a Church army made up of such hooligans and ruffians placed no pressure whatsoever on the Dragon Mountain Empire.
They were only gold coins. Lin Qi did not lack gold coins now!
But this damned Taimus, after assembling a vast Church army from the hoodlums and ruffians of every city, town, and village throughout the Dragon Mountain Empire, had actually come before Lin Qi with a genuine dead man's face and told him—he needed enough armor and weapons to arm ten million people!
Ten million sets of armor, ten million sets of swords and sabers, spears and crossbows!
Gods above! Lin Qi could not help crying