Chapter Twelve: Ogre

"Magic Crystal Mine?!" The news stirred quite a commotion, shocking not only Komer but also Fran, who had been sitting quietly by the side, couldn't help but exclaim aloud.

This was indeed startling news.

If there truly was a Magic Crystal Mine in Caucasus, wouldn't it attract craftsmen and practitioners of magic from the Homer region, and even from across the entire kingdom and Continent?

You must know that the output of such crystals is extremely low on the Continent, and the Kingdom of Nicosia has never heard of such ores being produced anywhere within its borders. It seemed that even the whole Blue Continent only had a small yield from the southern Hudson Region and the northern Somta Mountain Range. Even their own country struggled to meet its needs, let alone exporting them.