Isaac directed the believers as they moved supplies back and forth.
Honestly, he was somewhat surprised that the lord had truly offered them such generous terms—and fulfilled them so quickly.
The documents had been delivered last night. This morning, they were informed that a laboratory had been freed up and that they could move their things in.
The visitor had also asked what they needed—workbenches, tools, and the like.
Just a few hours after they submitted those requests, the tools were already piled up before him.
It all felt rather unreal to Isaac.
A clock stood by the entrance to the laboratory. Looking up, one could see the time. This place seemed to care especially about time, and especially about efficiency. It was unlike anywhere he had ever seen.
Isaac had dealt with quite a few nobles. Listing their efficiency one by one would be an insult to the very word. They only handled business when they were in a good mood, yet work quickly put them in a bad mood, whereupon they would toss it aside.
It seemed that only profit could spur them into action.
The Empire's officials were not much better. They delayed matters openly and shamelessly. If you did not bribe or threaten them, you could get nothing done.
But the people on this island were different.
They always cared deeply about time. Nearly every request was completed as quickly as possible, and if it could not be, they would tell you when it would be completed.
That feeling... was quite strange.
Isaac was mainly responsible for logistics within Moth Chasing Flame.
Chloe led the followers forward, while he made sure no one fell behind.
Thus, he understood very well what people were like when they worked.
The people who worked for the lord did not