Though clearing Isadora's request had removed a tremendous impending burden off Kieran's shoulders, there were still a lot of personal matters he wished to accomplish.
Fortunately, these matters were not restricted by a decreasing time limit.
As Kieran strolled through the bottom floor of the Godhand Bazaar, he could hear the clamor a few floors above if he focused on it.
The clamor was a mix of clanging, banging, and presumably shouting. Or perhaps it was just the loud talk required to speak above all the noise on the production floor.
Either way, the environment pleased Kieran.
After all, it was an environment of productivity!
After walking to the third floor, which could now be regarded as the shop's production floor, Kieran looked around and felt many kinds of fluctuations.
Some of these fluctuations came from the purification and melting of materials, while others came from the physical work of creating equipment or items.