CHAPTER 72: DO THE GODS GET ANGRY?

Louis suddenly seemed to remember the salaries of people in this world and finally understood.

Sure, he had been in contact with rich people recently. Those in the House of Shadows who could move a lot of money easily, also with the gamblers in Velfast and with that Miss Rebecca, whose wealth even he was surprised by.

Besides, he was earning billions of Jens with every mission.

At some point, he had begun to feel that things costing tens of millions were cheap. But no.

For him, they are, but that’s far from cheap for everyone else.

Young people like them usually can’t even spend 100 million, no matter how rich their families are (Rebecca being an exception).

If he thought about it that way, this had really cost him quite a lot of money. But...

’Can it cost more than 10 billion? It only cost me 5 billion in the system...’

Maybe... things in the system, which he can get as much as he wants and as long as he has coins, are incredibly expensive in the real world, and he was ignoring this.

’If it’s like she says, it would be much more profitable for me to buy things there and sell them in the real world, for points through spending points in the system.’ He thought.

Because it would be two birds with one stone. First, he would spend points in the system to get a good item, and at the same time, some stat points. Second, he would sell them in real life for a much higher price than he had spent.

He would gain too much just from that small exchange.

Though, of course, the key is that he needs to have a buyer for those things.

’I’ll see it later.’ He thought.

He nodded to Laura.

"I didn’t buy it here, I bought it overseas. I didn’t expect them to be so expensive."

"Abroad? I see. They say they’re cheaper in other countries." Laura nodded, although she didn’t know how much cheaper it was and was sure it wasn’t too cheap either.

So, he still had to spend a fortune getting it.

’I guess everyone has their secrets.’ She sighed, and they looked at the grimoire for a while longer.

She was amazed at the amount of information in the grimoire. Although many things were basic, they were so well explained that she could now understand them better.

When they finished reading, with their minds full of information, Laura remembered one thing.

"Now that I remember, you’re a Habsburg, right?" she asked suddenly, catching Louis’ attention.

He stared at her, was slightly confused.

"I saw it in your student file." She spoke.

Louis could finally understand. ’Oh, true, the last name my uncle got me is Von Habsburg.’ He remembered.

Then he nodded slightly.

"So, you are a member of that mythical family? The Von Habsburgs, that Clan wiped out during the Frozen Night Murder."

Louis smiled. "Well, I don’t remember much about that time. I was a baby when it happened, and I’ve only been told about it."

"Oh." Her eyes twinkled. "No wonder you have so much money and come from overseas." She smiled.

Louis simply nodded; he had nothing to say.

But she still had things to talk about.

"The Frozen Night Murder hit every family in the empire. It was an event full of quarrels, blood, and death, aimed at the then Habsburg Family, one of the most powerful in the nation. According to rumor, only three descendants were left alive." She glanced sideways at Louis and smiled.

She hadn’t expected to have the opportunity to meet one of them.

"The others are your brothers?"

"Yes. I haven’t seen them in quite a while, by the way."

She nodded.

"Those two are quite well known in the current era. I suppose Habsburg blood is truly worthy of praise. Despite falling, their descendants still reach the greatest heights in their fields." She looked at him again.

"Aren’t you interested in knowing what happened then?"

"Well..." Louis acted as if he were somewhat uncomfortable. "It would be a good and interesting thing to look into."

"Haha, right?" She suddenly became excited.

"The impact of that night shook the empire as a whole. The Lord of Habsburg was our top representative in the Red Sun Tower, the largest dungeon in the Empire, having gone the farthest. But then..." She suddenly stopped.

As if by magic, a cloud completely covered the sun, and the entire room went dark. The sound of the wind tapped lightly on the windows.

It looked like it was going to rain soon.

Then she spoke again.

"He died. There are rumors associating this with a God, because the Lockwards were also meddled with. Rumors say that...that night, a God was seen fighting the Lord of Habsburg."

The breeze outside suddenly became stronger, and the windows were shut tightly. The room was dimly lit by the lamps that were not lit because they didn’t think it was necessary today.

Laura saw that they were left slightly dark, so she sighed and got up to light the sconces.

Meanwhile, Louis felt interested in the story she was telling him.

"A god?" he asked, following her with his eyes.

She nodded. "Yes. The sound of metal clanging, like hammers striking steadily, and also a strange steam that spread throughout the empire the next three days seemed to strengthen the belief in the existence of the Industrial God of Steam. It is said that it was he who killed the Lord of Habsburg."

"The Industrial God of Steam?" Louis frowned.

’There’s that name again.’ He thought.

As the chandeliers lit with magic, Laura looked outside. A torrential downpour suddenly poured down.

"How strange the weather is these days." She sighed and sat back down next to Louis.

"Though they’re just rumors, they make for a gripping story, don’t you think? It is said that the mysteries could be at the top of the Red Sun Tower. But no one knows."

’Rumors and rumors... Everything concerning these gods is just rumors, except for the Arkantes Gods. It seems I need information about it.’ He sighed.

Just then, the door burst open.

The sound echoed along with a lightning strike.

On the other side, Hardrial came in, taking off his jacket, which was soaked in water.

"Good grief, have the Gods gotten angry, or has someone created a Logical Error? That sudden downpour..." He grumbled with a sigh at the end.

But his mood increased as he looked up and saw his two students present.

"You’re early." He greeted them with a smile.