Lord Bohr's face instantly changed into a smile, "Thank you for your hard work, Lord Fang Heng."
"You're welcome."
Fang Heng called out, frowning slightly.
He had stolen more than 50 magic cores from the royal treasury. The numbers were right.
It would be barely enough to build a mage tower in the next three to four days. It would be a little troublesome to continue building it on a large scale.
Fang Heng looked at Ed again and said, "Mr. Ed, please continue."
"Well, we wanted to try to make our own magic cores so we found His Highness Tang Mo to ask about the situation."
"According to His Highness Tang Mo, there is only a small amount of magic cores left in the royal family. He can find a way to refine them himself. The formula has always been in the hands of the royal family and he has never touched it. However, the manufacturing of the magic cores required the cooperation of the Empire's Mage Association. The president of the Mage Association should have the formula."
