The Queen

One month had passed since their arrival in Akhabara.

The village had completely transformed.

Groups of Verdants from different places had arrived, seeking refuge.

The once simple settlement had grown, with wooden houses replacing tents.

Draven, however, wasn't satisfied.

"Everything should be made of concrete."

But there was one problem.

None of the Verdants had masonry skills.

Most had spent their lives hiding in forests, running from oppression.

Building a true fortress required knowledge they simply didn't have.

Still, Draven didn't waste time.

Over the past month, he had lifted the curses of thirty people.

Instead of focusing on fighters, he focused on those who could contribute to developing the kingdom's structure.

Builders were trained to construct a strong fortress.

Carpenters reinforced the village structures.

Blacksmiths worked on weapons and armor.