"Oh dear, there's no other way, you'll all have to bear with it!"
Noah truly didn't expect that when he brought fairies back from the Duke Mansion, his foster mother didn't stop him. He thought she was magnanimous, but it turns out she was waiting for him here.
Setting up multiple golem production lines and maintaining their operation was the task entrusted to the Golden Dragon by the Duchess.
But what choice did the Golden Dragon have, naturally, he delegated it to the fairies under his command. There's no way he'd personally get involved in such work; it's too hard and tiring, and he's not willing to suffer such a fate.
Since the Golden Dragon refuses to suffer, the fairies have to take the brunt.
Besides, even if he was willing, he couldn't handle so much. After all, he's just a juvenile dragon. Even if he exhausted himself, he couldn't set up a single production line, let alone maintain its operation.
