"Honey!" A woman in her late thirties rushed toward her husband, her voice brimming with excitement.
"Maria? Slow down." Elric set down his wooden mug, raising a brow. "What's the rush?"
"There's another recruitment notice from the palace!" Maria said, breathless but beaming.
"Again?" Elric's expression darkened with curiosity.
For the past few months, Arthur had been recruiting hundreds—nearly a thousand—skilled workers for KTO and other department. Blacksmiths, non-ranking mages with decent proficiency, scholars who could read and write, and various other talents had been hired under strict selection. But this time… something was different.