Sitting under the grape vines in the garden, Leia casually flipped through the Truth Daily, taking a sip of coffee from time to time.
Even though, after the loss of Golden Fleece Beach and the White Sands, Falan was filled with curses and discontent, he himself did not lose his composure.
Compared with the past, he was actually a bit more at ease, only the smile on his face had grown rarer.
While turning the pages of the Truth Daily, he asked Lorenzo unhurriedly, "I heard from the Minister of War that there's quite a big shortage of armor and weapons for the new recruits?"
Lorenzo, sitting to one side, was swiftly signing and annotating one document after another that were waiting to be reviewed.
His hand never paused, yet he could still answer Leia's question while multitasking: "Falan lacks iron ore; we've always had to import it from the Royal Court, Leia, and Norn."
