No one had touched that batch of spoils. It all belonged to him, Lord Robson. Even if he sold it for cheap, it would be worth at least several thousand Gold Coins.
Robson hadn't touched it mainly to prepare for the future. After all, the Kingdom Government wouldn't be providing them with equipment anymore.
The Mages began to argue amongst themselves. They couldn't tell if Robson was putting on an act or if he truly meant what he said.
'Go back? Going back is impossible.' They knew their place perfectly well. They were the Mage Corps sent by the Edward family to support Robson in developing this new territory.
In other words, they had been given to Robson by the Edward family.
Having been sent here, getting sent back would be more than just a loss of face. That was secondary. Most importantly, the Edward family would never let them off the hook.
This was even more true for the Mages from the Fengman Clan.
