"Two hundred gold coins might be a little more,"
Neil said carefully, with fear and trepidation.
Tom left a token for Neil.
"Come to the meeting hall tomorrow morning."
He was a high-rank priest who could cure a group of people.
Were the free resurrection armors costing two hundred gold coins unworthy?
One after another, someone entered the tavern.
Ten people would arrive today.
"These cannonballs must be tested before going to the battlefield."
Noah's men handed the cannonballs to Sebastian.
He emphasized it when he handed it over.
"I heard that the escort team was robbed again."
Sebastian complained.
If there was no such accident in the escort team, how could they waste their time?
"There is something wrong with those people here."
Noah pointed at his head.
"They don't seem to realize that they are facing a war. Do you understand?"
They thought they were playing a game.
And they were too casual.
"People like them should be kicked out of the team at once."