Hobbit's work efficiency, it had to be said, was truly astounding.
Just last night, the Half-Elf had been enjoying dinner beside Roland, yet by this morning, all the crew members he had promised to gather were already in position.
Not only that, but the deck, which had been rather empty yesterday, was now piled high with necessary supplies.
Roland watched the crew bustling about the deck and nodded in satisfaction.
Just as Hobbit had said, although the crew members were a bit older, and some even had physical disabilities, every one of them was quick and highly competent.
Their orderly and well-coordinated teamwork, completely free of chaos, fully demonstrated their vast sailing experience.
"Mr. Roland, you're here?"
Hobbit glimpsed Roland, gave a few more instructions to a one-eyed crewman beside him, and then walked over with a thick roll of parchment.
"These are the estimated daily expenses. Please take a look."
