Nasir nodded towards the map.
"Look, it's the same deal here. Those 'rebel' bastards? They don't give a shit about sustaining the mines. Don't care about the land at all, no matter how much they act like it. They just want control... It's of course they do. These mines are potentially worth more than half the gold sitting in the Sultan's vault. Every Sahir, every Arcanist, every damn Noble in Fam Iblis needs their glass. You get it?"
Malik didn't need to answer.
"The moment they feel threatened, they don't just fight back with swords. They fight back with leverage. They close the mines, drive up the price, make sure every kingdom, every village, every faction, every guild, and every caravan down south starts feeling the pain."
Nasir shook his head.
"And once the world starts hurting, guess who they blame?"
Malik exhaled slowly.
"Yeah, okay. That sounds like a problem."
"Glad you're catching on..."
