『Is it wings this time? I’m making all kinds of things after meeting a strange master in my old age.』 The Cyclops Brontes shook his head at the 444 feathers that Yeon-woo brought to him. The three Cyclops brothers had been working on restoring the collapsed holy territory and repairing the weapons of Dis Pluto.

Dis Pluto’s equipment had been depleted for a while now, so they had a mountain’s worth of things to take care of. Fortunately, Yeon-woo had a lot of money, and they could replenish goods through Atran.

Dis Pluto felt like they had found an oasis after wandering through a dry desert for so long. The annoyed and anxious faces of the soldiers began to brighten as they began to relax for the first time in dozens of years. Their trust in Yeon-woo, who made it all possible, grew by the day.

Those who had been dissatisfied with Yeon-woo for breaking Hades’ agreement now accepted him, believing that Yeon-woo probably had his reasons.

The Titans and Giants hadn’t done anything out of the ordinary, and the scout they had dispatched returned to report that there were no strange movements from them. The ceasefire was still going strong, and Dis Pluto now had the chance to reorganize themselv...