Upon hearing the silver production figures, everyone around the round table broke into smiles.
This was another purpose of Samwell's meeting: to give everyone confidence.
To make them believe this territory had a future.
After discussing the silver mine, Vidor, the head craftsman, went over the castle's construction progress.
With ample manpower, and with all sorts of work-point fiends emerging under the work-point system, construction on the castle was advancing at a remarkable pace.
The foundations had been laid, and the outer walls had already risen three feet. At this rate, the castle's main structure would be completed in about four more months.
By then, Samwell would be able to apply to Duke Mace and officially become a lord.
Baron of Eagle's Beak, Samwell Caesar!
The thought made Samwell unable to suppress a smug smile.
After Vidor came Busso the smith.
Since there was no iron mine in the territory, Samwell had not actually ordered his smiths to forge steel weapons. After all, rather than spending time and effort buying iron ore from outside and forging it himself, it was more convenient to simply purchase weapons directly.
Thus, the smiths' main task was to assist Maester Qyburn in minting Silver Stags.
Furthermore, while Eagle's Beak lacked iron ore, it certainly did not lack animal hides. So instead of buying leather armor for the soldiers from outside, Samwell had the smiths make it.
Still, it was not as though he had not asked them to forge any iron weapons at all.
Samwell had Busso custom-make a warhammer for him.
As his Strength attribute continued to increase, Samwell felt that an ordinary steel sword could no longer bring his strengths into play.
A warhammer was the best choice.
"...My lord, the warhammer forged for you is complete. You may try it out