The count's heart surged, but after a while, it gradually settled.
He sighed. "I wonder what the price of such troops will be when the time comes. I hope it will be within what we can afford."
"I think there's a good chance. Goblins are cheap; the only difficult parts are the modification methods and the equipment on them. Those are the truly costly aspects."
The Sanctuary-rank spellcaster continued his calm analysis:
"Based on the intelligence I've gathered, Lord Huo Ling has a territory in Purgatory. Moreover, he has never purchased base materials for forging equipment on a large scale on Blue Star. I suspect his equipment-forging workshops may be in Purgatory."
"Over there, the costs of some basic magical materials are low, and there's no need to mention labor costs. I estimate they're all slaves."
"With costs not being particularly high, if he sells these troops, the price shouldn't be too outrageous!"
"Even if the price is a little higher, I think we still need to secure these troops. Our family has too few elite soldiers right now. Relying on the family to train them would take far too long!"
"Developing the Spirit Realm is a case of one step ahead, every step ahead; one step behind, every step behind. If we wait for those hostile forces around the family territory to finish mobilizing and strike us first, I'm afraid our territory won't be able to hold out for long."
The Sanctuary spellcaster spoke in a grave tone.
The count nodded with an equally ugly expression. He knew every word of it was true.
The family's territory in the Spirit Realm was currently wedged between several major powers, all of them in a state where war could erupt at any moment.
What kept things stable for now was their