The Junior Mage looked at Hill with a puzzled gaze, honestly lowering his head to register this odd task for him.
News of Hill's assassination attempt had not reached here yet, and this task left him baffled.
But he had a sense of who this person was, so there shouldn't be any problems. Besides, as long as the Undead Tribe had something to do, that was fine.
Adrian immediately turned his head, frowning as he looked at Hill.
Though Hill was a Nature Warlock, he certainly was not a paragon of virtue who harbored the greater good.
Something must have happened.
He walked down and inspected the mines Hill had chosen.
Hill had selected all the most fundamental large mines, such as those for iron and copper.
There were also some with ores that played a neutralizing role.
Although they seemed inconspicuous, they were indispensable materials for forging weapons and armor.