"Perhaps you're right." Alboim Wallace's face was tinged with a bit of nostalgia: "He changed this kingdom."
"...This kingdom needs a new force." The Green Knight's voice carried a touch of sadness: "Landuin has entrusted everything to Laine; time will prove everything."
...I am the divider of the kingdom he changed...
Three days later, within the besieging army camp of Musillon.
A few large iron balls, studded with spikes, were placed in front of the Dwarf craftsmen. Dwarf Engineer Dugen the Ironman had a face filled with gray. His body exuded a strong smell of Black Powder, and many onlookers suspected that just a tiny spark would cause the engineer to explode on the spot.
The cork of a glass bottle was removed, and the last remnants of Black Powder were poured into the large iron ball. Dugen the Ironman nodded: "Well, that's about it."
