Blacksmith Johannes was very grateful that Jasmine could lend a helping hand when they were crying out for help with no door open to them, so he didn't hope that Jasmine or the Black Dragon territory would be implicated because of them. His eyes were full of apology as he looked at the slender young girl, who harbored an extraordinary determination within her.
After hearing Johannes's analysis, Jasmine smiled and comfortingly patted his arm, which looked twice as thick as hers due to constant blacksmithing. The warmth from her hand transmitted through the thick clothing, bringing an invisible sense of reassurance.
"Rest assured, Johannes, our territory is not as fragile as you think. Furthermore, the Royal Capital is very far from here; treacherous mountain roads and heavy snow will hinder the advance of any army. Even if Clinton really goes to snitch next year, the Royal Capital's army won't be able to catch up in time."
