Dominic's face contorted in confusion at the strange suggestion.
"Destroy it? Why would you want to destroy it?"
Michael recounted his earlier conversation with Oswald. As his son's explanation unfolded, Dominic's expression grew more approving.
"Oh, I see. That's quite an ingenious idea. I'll order as many structures as possible to be built there immediately."
"It doesn't need to be elaborate. Just something functional. The soldiers won't arrive for another two days, so I'll leave the preparations to you."
With that, the connection ended. Dominic clasped his hands as he watched the smoke in the crystal orb dissipate.
"What a bold plan. Truly my son through and through."
After turning off the orb, Michael tilted his head again, perplexed.
"Why do I feel stronger every time?"
As the Crassus estate flourished, Sir Ronald found himself garnering far more attention than ever before. However, the task currently at hand was one he had never imagined undertaking.
