Carpenter patted her brother on the shoulder sympathetically.
Luckily, her lack of strength and skill meant she rarely had any chance to communicate with Joss.
She had known that anyone their friendly, gentle teacher warned them about so solemnly had to be unreliable.
After all, anyone Teacher Hill was willing to associate with had either principles or sense.
At least they weren't an idiot.
But they might be a lunatic.
Rommel certainly wasn't normal.
Russell looked helplessly at Joss. "Of course it's a good thing if we can get the Dawn Tower built sooner.
"You can make the decision yourself. I'm only here to help."
Having neatly moved himself further into the background, Russell had no intention of giving up on following the Dawn Tower's construction.
Russell had always been pragmatic.
Although Joss's reaction had given Russell a deeper understanding of these followers of the gods and convinced him to keep a respectful distance from them in the future, it couldn't stop him from wanting to learn a few techniques from the Dawn Tower's construction.
If, as Joss said, the Undead really excelled at planning and coordination, then he had all the more reason to learn from them.
During his observations over this period, Russell had discovered something: although the Undead seemed like a chaotic mess, defied everyone, respected no gods, and feared no authority, they were remarkably orderly.
When he first noticed this, Russell genuinely found it absurd.
In a fantasy world, order actually arose from people's sense of fear and reverence.
Because they feared the power of the strong, they were willing to follow all those petty rules.
But once they gained the power to break those rules, they would quickly become the ones destroying them.
Thus, the Undead's sense of order was something many observers couldn't understand.