Strongest Guild

"You cannot just say I did and expect to be like, 'oh good job,'" Julia said with her mouth still agape before licking her lips and taking a deep breath. "There must be some limitations, right? For example, it can properly create one artifact a day."

"Of course, there are limitations," nodded Arthur in all seriousness before walking toward a giant cone-shaped machine connected to the assembly line. "Here, we check the design and the weapon's quality. I had to preset the design, and you had to ask the goblins to make the exact measurements. All of them are long swords, of course."

"Oh, good, and what is the production limit?" Julia asked with relief, and if Arthur didn't know her better, he would have assumed she wanted him to fail this. As if picking on his glare, she corrected herself. "It just gets easier to accept once we know the limits. You made it absurd."