"The most famous architects, the best chefs, the most beautiful enslaved women, the most loquacious bards, and the craftiest dealers—don't be afraid to spend money, get them all over from the New World."
"In six years, I want to see a proper city here by the seaside, where the miners from Montero can earn their money and spend it all without taking a cent home, understand?"
He was preparing to slowly transform the town, which had risen due to the crystal mines, into an otherworldly version of Las Vegas.
"Ah?" Patricio always felt like his boss was giving him a hard time.
Silvia, on the other hand, responded without any hesitation, "As you wish, if I encounter any difficulties, I'll seek advice and assistance from the 'Tanyas' and our kin. I believe they are even more eager to see this come to fruition than we are."
Yet, in her heart, she felt a little shy thinking: After another six years, I will almost be entering adulthood, and then I can... lay eggs...
