Therefore, he really didn't lack boundary iron.
No one knew what to say.
They all had blank expressions.
The things that they had treated as treasures were nothing special to Night. In fact, they weren't even as important as a few books.
They were shocked, but they could understand.
After all, Night had come from the heavenly battlefield.
Furthermore, his temperament and talents were obviously not that of an ordinary person. Since that was the case, how could he lack the boundary iron that could be used to make weapons?
To him, everything in the nine nations was new.
What he needed was the things outside the heavenly battlefield, not the things that they thought were precious.
In different environments, in different positions, the things they valued were different.
Understanding Lugh's needs would make things much easier.
"Books."
"I have a lot."
"I brought some too."