"...So that's the situation."
The old factory manager stood before the Count, his expression a mix of embarrassment and shame. Despite the thoroughness and the objectivity in his detailed report, he couldn't fully conceal his inner guilt.
After listening to the completion of the equipment forging, the Count, who had rushed over specifically, remained silent, his expression also complicated.
"This wasn't your fault, but there's no way to fix it now..."
The Count didn't utter too much criticism, after all, his own expertise in Forging Science was not insubstantial, having studied and worked with the old factory manager on multiple occasions in his youth.
He was well aware of the complexity and unpredictability of high-level forging, so he didn't make unreasonable demands like an outsider would.
Even so, his typically gentle tone carried a hint of displeasure,
"Even if the effect hasn't degraded, but with this kind of appearance…"
