Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

Chapter 389

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Seeing her gaze fixed on the object in her hands, Aron kindly explained, "This is white crystal from the Eastern Sea"

Such a large, flawless crystal was rare. It could be carved into anything, but instead, it had been made into a ball. Aron had previously voiced his displeasure, thinking it a waste. But if Nyx liked it, that was another matter.

Nyx silently weighed the crystal ball in her hands, took out a handkerchief to wipe it clean, squinted one eye, and held it up to the light. She saw that it was perfect, like a piece of glass.

Some chemical formulas suddenly appeared in her mind, and as she thought about the raw materials, it seemed like she could find them all.

"Are there any craftsmen in the palace who can make vessels?" she asked Aron, while smiling and kissing the mischievous little wolf pup that had accidentally helped.

The little wolf pup could now bark very clearly. Whatever the dog trainer taught it, it wasn't that it couldn't learn; it just didn't want to perform on command.

It grinned at Nyx, wagging its tail energetically, leaving a blur behind as it moved. Seeing it like a lapdog, Aron secretly clicked his tongue.

In front of the princess, even a wild wolf had to be obedient, and had to learn to wag its tail and beg.

Nyx's demands had to be met as much as possible.

"Your Highness, what exactly are you trying to make?" Aron asked respectfully. "I'lI go speak to the Ministry of Works officials."

for a moment. Sometimes, she felt like she really had the qualities of a national

empress.

that way to others. If she were to ask the Ministry of Works to help her make glass, rumors of

Ministry of Works out of this." Nyx thought for a moment. "I remember the Read family

craftsmen?"

wheelchair from before left a deep impression on her. The work

of it earlier, but now that she remembered, she thought it would be better to

it was best to

and were more trustworthy than the mixed-up Ministry of Works. She didn't need

factors, glass-making itself was a delicate task. Shaping it through blowing required dexterity, and there would be many attempts at first. The craftsmen would certainly have more patience than the Ministry of Works

craftsmen raised by the Read family, but he

a young man, were a grandfather-grandson pair, serving as

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Chapter 389

something, they didn't dare to slack off, though they were unwilling in their hearts. Most of the craftsmen who hadn't come showed the

and now

about leisure.

man could still

but the young man couldn't. Even his kneeling and saluting