Siegfried went back to the Hometown of Death.

“Please, come this way, Your Majesty,” a staffer directed him to the place where artifacts were passed onto the customer once they were done.

“When will it be ready?” Siegfried asked.

“It has entered the final stages and will be finished soon. We will bring the artifact set to you if you give us a bit more time.”

“Faster, please…” Siegfried urged the staffer.

He didn’t want to rush them because crafting was a meticulous process, but he had no other choice.

‘Every second counts right now. Please, hurry up…!’ he thought. He didn’t have the luxury of remaining calm since Durian could attack any minute now.

He waited for quite a while in the waiting room.

Tap… Tap… Tap…

While Siegfried was tapping his finger on the table, the door connected to the workshop finally opened.

“I apologize for making you wait.”

The head of the Bavarian Workshop and the Hometown of Death, Quandt, appeared along with his top disciples.

“Is it complete?” Siegfried asked.

“Please, have a look for yourself,” Quandt said.

Afterward, his disciples carried over a large tray with the finished artifacts on top of it.

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