Biru was cruel for that blackmail.
"But if it's business we're talking about, you can discuss it with us," the Dwarf said.
His attendants were used to arranging official royal business for their king anyway.
"Alright," Michael said before taking out the phone from his pockets. "I'm planning on mass manufacturing this item. But it needs a lot of Mithril…"
He gave them a brief demonstration for the phone, and they reacted just the same as Castelle.
"Amazing! I can hear your voice through this thing!"
"I can see your face! It's as if you're here in my hands!"
He each gave the Dwarves a phone and let them communicate with each other from the far ends of the castle.
It wasn't long before twenty different Dwarves swarmed the phone and began studying its craft.
