Chapter 112: Respect for the Maid

The telescope was still being ground.

The Dragon Hollyhock was still half-dead.

The Fragrant Coconut Tree Elf Bug was still incubating.

The Thorn Cordyceps Shrubbery's Rapid Growth Poison Thorns were sprouting new shoots every day.

Homes in various settlements were still being built sporadically, and houses were also under construction in the four districts of the town, with roadwork never ceasing. On the Douson Avenue of the castle, construction persisted daily.

Shooting arrows, practicing spears.

Merging horse and man, charging into battle.

Liszt's life was fulfilling every day. Mrs. Abbie's culinary skills evolved rapidly, not only could she make pineapple buns, but she also learned to cook a few new dishes—the Thorn Caravan traveled to and from North Valley City daily, procuring supplies needed for the castle. With gold coins, anything was attainable.