"Another space?"
Lin Ke’s heart, originally calm, began to anticipate.
Ove looked towards the position behind the dragon’s head corpse. The tip of the Thunder Staff once again gathered thunder elents, transforming into a Thunderous Great Hamr.
Ove floated above the dragon’s head corpse, holding the end of the staff with both hands raised high, then fiercely slamd it towards the air in mid-air.
"Boom!!!"
A dull sound echoed, akin to the muffled thunder that rings out when the clouds are thick in spring.
Then Lin Ke saw the place where Ove’s staff struck seemingly break apart like glass, but the spatial gap showed signs of closing instantly.
Ove imdiately grabbed it with both hands, lighting up power nodes on his arms, then forcefully pulled it apart.
The head-sized crack was widened, Ove extended the Thunder Staff in to stir it ssily, allowing the space crack to accommodate a person.
With a wave of Ove’s hand, a Servant of Truth appeared. Lin Ke stepped on it smoothly, passing through the spatial crack together with Ove.
Upon entering, Lin Ke was stunned by the brilliant treasures.
The spacious area, about the size of a football field, was filled from top to bottom with glittering items.
Dragons love shiny things!
Lin Ke recalled this world-famous rumor; it seed Naseng’s dragons were no different.
The key was, many things in front of him exuded a strong magic power aura!
"These are treasures left by the dragon!"
Ove’s eyes were full of joy: "If this dragon is ancient enough, there might be many unexpected things!"
So precious materials, due to their antiquity, went extinct.
However, these materials are likely to appear in the collections of the ancients.
The items present here are mostly sparkling ores, glowing biological components, and the like.
But at this mont, Lin Ke saw not only magic materials but also a vast amount of gold coins.
Gold coins! So many gold coins!
Silver coins were even less, and copper coins were none at all!
With so many gold coins, a rough glance suggests there are over a million!
Dragons are really wealthy... Lin Ke felt his perception of dragons had shifted.
Unfortunately, the storage space in his and Ove’s Space Rings was not large enough to contain all these items.
After considering, Lin Ke decided to first transport all the gold coins back, leaving the magic materials here; it was hidden enough to serve as one of his treasure vaults at Azanen.
...
"What, you’ve already resolved it?"
The lady was shocked upon hearing this, then furrowed her brow, looking at Lin Ke: "Little Lin Ke, there’s no need to use Lord Ove’s things... If it cos to it, there are other ways."
"No worries, aunt." Lin Ke did not ntion the dragon’s treasure; the fewer people who knew such secrets, the better: "It’s the inco I received after taking over Parrot City, including what’s left by the previous City Lord."
Till now, Lin Ke had forgotten the na of Baron Sangdir; he had no interest in rembering many people’s nas, but it was different for his soldiers, whose nas he knew by heart.
"Good, good..." The lady looked at Lin Ke, her face complex, contemplating repeatedly before speaking: "By the way, Little Lin Ke, I might need to return to the Blando Clan for a bit..."
Lin Ke didn’t think much of it, just a trip back to her family, very normal: "All right, aunt, when roughly?"
"Hmm, I’ll be going back this month." Antova thought for a mont, then pinched Lin Ke’s cheek: "What does Little Lin Ke want? I still have around three hundred thousand in assets at the Blando Clan; I can exchange it for equivalent items and bring them back."
Three hundred thousand in assets?
Lin Ke found sothing odd upon hearing this.
Three hundred thousand, that’s enough to pay off the debts owed by Garoce, why didn’t Antova take it to settle them?
Unless... This three hundred thousand wasn’t Antova’s money!
Lin Ke’s expression beca serious: "Aunt, the people from the Divine Hall of Wealth might be frauds!"
The Great Priest Xiangnai from the Divine Hall of Wealth didn’t even spare a child like him, much like a capitalist.
Loans were enjoyable temporarily, but the whole family could beco unemployed.
With compound interest, nations could be dragged down, let alone just Azanen?
After Xiangnai from the Divine Hall of Wealth returned, she didn’t appear again at the front lines; the so-called wrath of the gods was rely providing so supplies.
This made Lin Ke forget Xiangnai’s existence.
However, Antova suddenly claid she had an enormous amount of money, enough to severely harm even the Count’s Clan, which Lin Ke found unbelievable.
"It’s not borrowed from the Divine Hall of Wealth; it’s aunt’s dowry." Antova waved dismissively, chuckling lightly: "Little Lin Ke, who do you think I am?"
Antova stood up from her chair, walked to the balcony, and spoke softly: "Your mother is Azanen’s sweetest fire-red breeze, whereas I... am the most dazzling jewel of Blando’s territory!"
With that, a trace of pride flashed across Antova’s face: "Once even a Marquis’s son tried to pursue , but I chose the dolt Garoce... But no matter, three hundred thousand is... just a trifle..."
Antova turned around, crouched down, and ruffled Lin Ke’s hair: "Little Lin Ke, if you’re researching thunder power like Lord Ove, I rember there’s a feather of a Level 13 Mountain Thunderbird in my father’s vault; I’ll bring it back for you."
Lin Ke felt Antova’s affection, his heart ward: "Perhaps that’s not good, aunt..."
Although he sensed sothing might be off, Antova’s words made sense, and the Mountain Thunderbird was quite rare; Ove might have needs too.
"It’s alright, my dear Lin Ke will surely be a legend in the future." Antova laughed and stood up, but Lin Ke held her before she completely rose.
"Aunt, I’ll go with you to retrieve it then."
Lin Ke held onto Antova.
Where there’s abnormality, there’s deceit!
Political maneuvers are sothing many decadent nobles indulge in.
Lin Ke had read that the Blando Clan was very much a decadent noble family.
Books said that the Blando Clan inherited from the Marquis, and after multiple generations, directly fell to Count, and might beco a Viscount in a few years.
Three successive generations of Count Blando had transitioned from proactive pioneering to becoming crafty politicians dealing in sches.
"Go retrieve it together?" Antova fell silent, turned to look at Lin Ke’s resolute eyes, and couldn’t help but nod: "Okay."
"Let’s bring my teacher along as well." Lin Ke added.
Antova was left speechless.
So Lin Ke continued discussing other matters: "I have around a million gold coins here, capable of doing many things, aunt. Castle affairs will be left to my mother and John, you and Uncle Billy join in getting things done!"
Given Antova was once the brightest jewel of the Blando Clan, she is not a vase like his mother Fulon; Antova knows many things.
Now Lin Ke trusted Antova, hence he could have Antova assist in tasks.
"Help with what?"
"The goods accumulated by our few Azanen Paper Mills are enough... Besides, glass should have entered the market long ago, shouldn’t it?"
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