Bai Yu nodded lightly, passed through several fences, and arrived before the enormous warship. As soon as he got there, he saw Erwin, Levi, and the others were already present. That quickly? He had notified them after receiving the news himself. Did that mean they had come as soon as they heard?
"Erwin."
Erwin turned toward Bai Yu and acknowledged him, then asked a question.
"If we built one ourselves, could we manage it?"
Bai Yu had expected that question all along.
"Technologically, there's no problem now, but we're nowhere near having enough manpower or materials. Even if we cut everything to the bone and scraped together enough for a few warships, it wouldn't mean much. We'd be better off building a few hundred more cannons."
Erwin nodded in understanding at his answer. There was no rush right now; they would begin launching it tomorrow.
Bai Yu, however, said he wanted to go up and take a look.
"Bai Yu."
"Hm? What is it?"
"I'm going to rest for a bit."
Bai Yu looked at Ming, who seemed no different from usual, and felt slightly puzzled, but nodded anyway.
"All right. Let them take you somewhere to rest."
Because so many people were temporarily living here, there were plenty of tents and supplies. A soldier led Ming to an empty tent.
There was nothing inside except a set of bedding and a cup beside it. It was quite bare.
But something seemed wrong with Ming. His right hand, which held his liquor, was trembling faintly and uncontrollably. He practically dragged himself into a corner and curled up, hugging his knees with one arm. His normally clear eyes were clouded and slightly downcast. He made no sound, but his body trembled.
With the bottle in his other hand, he kept pouring