"If it is too hard to lift and move the hardwood, then why not let the wet thing do the work instead?" Flatail smiled, and his teeth flashed brightly as they reflected the sunlight coming through the windows.
"Your Majesty, what is he talking about?" Lord Alina looked at Arad and asked he already knew, but the nobles here seemed to be still confused about it.
Arad rubbed his temples. "Flatail is saying that we should throw the wood into the river and let it carry it downstream to wherever we want." He looked at the window. "There is a large river where the city of Riverside was before, so we can redirect that to pass by the forest then use it."
