"Yes! Honorable God King, following your command! ... With the Chief Divine as the witness, I will undoubtedly manage the Craftsmen's Camp for the Alliance's center, enforce discipline among all levels of nobility and craftsmen, and ensure the supply for the autumn Southern Expedition!"
"Good, very good! Xiulote, I have always trusted your work. The supply for military preparations is a significant matter, and only you can handle it, and only you can do it well!"
Speaking to this, God King Avit sat on the stone Throne of the Gods, and forcefully tapped the Heritage Scepter in his hand, producing a "dong" sound from wood and stone. Then, he looked into Xiulote's eyes, his expression slightly changed, and he instructed with deep meaning.
