Rachel suddenly thought of the command Lynn had given her, and she quickly explained it to Yimini.

A short while later.

Yimini nodded solemnly and said, "Since it's the Lord's command, we must work tirelessly to fulfill it!"

She had already experienced such commands before, like when crafting rough wool robes.

Rachel similarly nodded.

Both of them joined in the work of stitching armor plates.

Time passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, it was afternoon, and Lynn stood up from the long bench.

On the table before him was only a pair of semi-finished padded armor shoulder guards.

They still needed leather lining to be cut and integrated with the complete set of composite armor.

Producing on a large scale certainly posed some difficulty.

However.

Even if it was difficult, Lynn was determined to continue.

Composite armor far surpassed standard plate armor both in hardness and performance.

If necessary, he would invest more manpower into the stitching and production.

He temporarily set aside his thoughts.

Under Yimini and Rachel's watchful gazes, Lynn, accompanied by Red, headed towards the blacksmith workshop.

After several days of continuous construction in the blacksmith workshop.

Two new workshops were already expanded; once the two iron smelting furnaces were completed, and more manpower was invested.

More iron blocks could be smelted, and more Zha Armor plates could be forged.

Afterwards, Lynn went to Flint's separate blacksmith workshop.

Compared to the bustling activity in the four workshops of Ehrelo, Flint's workshop was much quieter.

Now, he was still in the process of instructing apprentices.

Beginning with forging techniques and then explaining the key points of forging scale armor with chain liners.

Up to now, Flint walked around the workshop, overseeing his apprentices as they began forging components…

Months passed, and the two hundred apprentices were still in the midst of studying forging techniques.

Even though the entire artisanal workshop required a large workforce.

Lynn never considered reassigning Flint's blacksmith apprentices to other work.

Flint Fire Furnace!

A Level 4 [Forging] skilled and talent-endowed dwarf blacksmith.

He was even recognized as a 'Master Blacksmith' by textual panel information!

Lynn naturally would not waste Flint's talent and abilities.

As long as these two hundred blacksmith apprentices continued to follow Flint in learning forging techniques.

If one hundred of the two hundred blacksmiths… no, even if fifty could advance their [Forging] skills to Level 3.

Then his domain would never lack blacksmiths capable of leading apprentices.

If these blacksmiths could learn to forge [Fine] grade scale armor with chain liners.

It would be a huge profit!

Under Lynn's watchful gaze, Flint, who was inspecting the apprentices, noticed Lynn.

However, he merely glanced and then withdrew his gaze.

Lynn was slightly surprised.

Flint actually ignored him?

After a brief moment of thought, Lynn quickly realized the problem.

It must be due to the warning he had given Flint last time.

Causing Flint now to harbor resentment towards him.

Lynn looked at a guard behind him and said, "Go to Lex's brewing workshop and bring a jar of gin."

The guard, without any hesitation, turned and headed towards the distant brewing workshop.

In just a few minutes.

The guard, holding a pottery jar, cautiously came to Lynn's side.

"Deliver it to Flint."

The guard responded affirmatively and walked into the blacksmith workshop.

Before walking in a few meters, Flint, who had been noting the commotion outside the workshop, quickly spotted the guard carrying the pottery jar.

His broad nose twitched slightly, and he instantly detected the scent of gin amidst the burning anthracite smells.

Flint's eyes lit up, and he approached the incoming guard without hesitation.

Due to his short legs, Flint even quickened his pace and started running.

Amidst the surprised gazes of the surrounding blacksmith apprentices, he arrived beside the guard.

Flint inquired, "Young lad, is this the gin from the brewing workshop?"

The guard lowered his stature, handing the pottery jar to Flint, and explained, "Yes, Master Flint, this was sent to you by the lord."

Flint's thick black eyebrows instantly raised.

He leaned sideways, looking past the guard's body towards the door of the blacksmith workshop.

The spot where Lynn and Red had been standing was already empty.

Flint reached out to take the pottery jar and asked the guard, "Did the Lord say anything else? Think carefully."

After a few seconds of thought, the guard replied firmly, "Besides sending you the gin, the Lord said nothing else."

After confirming nothing else was said, Flint dismissed the guard.

He himself, however, began pondering.

Previously, the lord had cautioned him to control his drinking and even warned him.

Now, delivering a jar of gin voluntarily?

What does this mean?

In the next second.

Flint decided to dismiss the thoughts altogether.

Indifferently, he said, "Whatever, as long as I teach these two hundred blacksmiths for the Lord, and they can forge high-quality armor and weapons."

"I don't believe he would throw an old man like me into the dungeon!"

...

After surveying the entire artisanal workshop, Lynn finally walked out.

The entire artisanal workshop, whether the blacksmith workshop, textile workshop, pottery workshop, or even the fishery and miscellaneous workshops.

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