In the main hall of Gaimetra's Temple of the Earth Mother in Xianyuan, the City of Abundance, Halcala's lecture had not yet ended, and the conversation between Neracheri, the Centaur High Priest, and the Centaur Girl Kaiyi was still going.
Neracheri asked carefully, "Little Kaiyi, what do you think about the war between the Dragon Race and the Sea God in Breyak?"
Kaiyi shook her head and pouted. "Bishop, Kaiyi doesn't like war, and she isn't good at swimming, either!"
Back in the territory, Kaiyi had never entered Landen's Station Divine Kingdom, nor had she ever been involved in production at any Magic Workshop. The war in the North Sea was little more than background to the times for her.
But Neracheri found this unbelievable. "Haven't you heard anything? For example, about the Magic Pattern Cargo Containers?"
"Wendy did make a lot of Magic Pattern Cargo Containers, but haven't they always sold well?"
Like the other Knights and Mages, Kaiyi knew that their business was thriving and that their various Magic Pattern products were sold far and wide.
She also knew that Landen got along well with the Beastmen of the Basin and was always busy making rounds in different places. But the newly built animal pens in the Basin and the Mermaids who had appeared in the waters of Iowa had nothing to do with her.
"Do you know where all those cargo containers are being sold?" the Archbishop asked.
The Centaur Girl shook her head. To this day, ledgers were still as incomprehensible as a heavenly text to her.
"Just a few days ago, a caravan from a southeastern city of the Human Race arrived at Xianyuan's market, looking everywhere for cargo containers with Life Magic Patterns and pressure-resistant Magic Patterns," the Bishop said with a sigh. "As