|Night Veil City|
From within the forge in the Glass Tower, sharp sounds of metal striking metal repeatedly echoed. Under the dim lighting of the forge, Leon stood bare-chested. His body was lean and sculpted, as if created by a perfectionist.
His back glistened with sweat as he raised the hammer again, then swung it down.
Clang!
The anvil shook slightly, groaning from the impact. On its surface, a red breastplate glistened. It was the last piece of the full body armor Leon was creating.
He paused for a few seconds, then raised the hammer again. Since his wealth had increased, he had gotten access to a wide array of resources.
As the sharp clang of the hammer connecting echoed, he quietly thought to himself.
'It's a good thing I created this shelter…'
If he had been alone, he wouldn't have been able to gather enough resources. Now that he had subordinates, he could farm essence crystals from them and buy anything he wanted from the Reward Crucible.
