CHAPTER 73: MORE GOLD PIECES THAN EXPECTED

"Three million, really?" Shen asked with great curiosity.

"Yes, is that possible?" Luke said.

When Shen heard this question, he raised an eyebrow and then focused on Luke, saying, "Luke, I could use three million gold pieces as toilet paper; they’re worthless to me."

When Luke heard these words, he honestly didn’t know what to say. The total revenue from all the cheap sales he had made throughout his life and the dozens of stores he had opened hadn’t even reached half a million gold pieces, yet Shen could casually utter such a statement.

"Well, gold as toilet paper...Not the usage of words I expected, but point is taken." Luke said softly, seeing his uncle’s mad eyes. His joke was a little bit too much, it seemed.

The Moneta family was truly very wealthy. Like really, seriously, generously and extremely wealthy.

Although the Moneta family’s wealth was directly attributed to the imperial family, which was why Luke had felt comfortable asking his uncle for money.

Still... they seemed overly wealthy.

"Alright, I’ll go to the Duchy of Wirgo. Will I be able to get the money there?" Luke asked with great curiosity. He was truly wondering where he could get the money, since Wirgo’s city, Esphia, was quite far, but he needed to go there for the wall building anyway. So every point was important.

Shen, however, had said with a smirk, "There are tens of millions of gold pieces in my magic bag. You’re looking at the largest magic bag in the empire." He then asked, "Where should I put the money?"

Luke shrugged and walked to the middle of the palace courtyard where they were standing, as if he no longer cared, and said calmly, "You can start emptying it here; I’ll tell you when to stop."

Shen nodded in understanding and opened the magic bag.

Within seconds, hundreds, then thousands of gold pieces began to fall rapidly from the magic bag.

Luke was directly transferring each gold piece falling from his uncle’s magic bag into his inventory and then automatically to the shop panel.

He already had nearly thirty thousand gold pieces, and this number had risen to seventy thousand, then one hundred and fifty thousand, and then two hundred thousand in just under twenty seconds.

Four hundred and fifty thousand...

One million six hundred and ninety thousand...

Two million seven hundred and forty thousand...

And finally, nearly five million gold pieces.

Luke had obtained far more gold pieces than he had anticipated, but to be honest, he did not care about doing an honourable deed. After all, Luke was a Hiera, but he was also a Moneta, and there were three things he knew about his mother throughout his life:

She had died giving birth to him, she had been poisoned, and she had managed lands worth perhaps billions of gold pieces with her own hands until she was twenty-seven years old, which is when she married Alfred and left her family title to her little brother Shen.

So Luke was aware that his share in the Moneta family was enormous.

Even if Luke were not a Hiera, Shen could not reject him.

"Stop!" Luke shouted, and after adding nearly ten thousand gold pieces to his inventory, he glanced at the shop panel.

[Gold: 5,098,456, Silver: 53,224, Bronze: 18,781]

He yawned briefly and then said, "That’s enough, uncle. I got much more than I expected."

Shen tilted his head in understanding and then asked, "Is there anything else I can do?"

"No, I have to leave now. I need to strengthen the northernmost points," Luke replied.

"What about this area? There are walls, but aside from the walls surrounding the city, there are no other walls or anything else to protect the area," Shen asked with great curiosity.

"We’ll look into that in the future, but right now, what I need to do is strengthen the Duchy of Wirgo. I am a Hiera, and that is my promise," Luke replied to his uncle’s question.

Then, looking at the hand-shaped habitat above the palace, he shouted, "SHENHAL!"

Within seconds, the sound of flapping wings echoed across the sky, and the Ancient Dragon Shenhal landed on the ground.

The Ancient Dragon instinctively shrank its size and placed one wing on the palace courtyard to help Luke climb up.

Luke stroked the scales of the Ancient Dragon, which he had mounted directly on the neck, and then his hands began to burn with black flames.

In a short time, the flames on Luke’s hands grew and attached themselves to Shenhal’s horns.

Luke was doing this to prevent himself from falling, just in case.

"Then please help Zoey until we leave the city. I’ve already given orders to Kevin and the others, but your help will make a huge difference," Luke said, and without waiting for his uncle to finish, he added, "Fly, Shenhal, fly south, to the region at the beginning of the north."

"SWOOOOSHH!!!"

The ancient dragon Shenhal immediately began flapping his wings and flew into the air with such force that it pushed Shen back several metres from the air pressure.

Within a short time, the massive wing sounds began to echo over Great City, Selene. The Ancient Dragon Shenhal and his rider, Luke, continued to move forward, causing those who had worshipped the Hiera for generations, perhaps even centuries, to gaze at them in awe.

Luke had already covered thousands of kilometres, passing through a hundred, two hundred, three hundred kilometres.

In less than two hours, they had covered an enormous distance and finally managed to see the walls of the north.

They were massive, perhaps a hundred or a hundred and ten metres long, ten metres thick, and made of what appeared to be pitch-black stone, stretching for kilometres.

Luke had been to this city before, of course; after all, he had had many opportunities to visit Zoey.

Still, since Kassadin Wirgo and his soldiers were constantly repelling the monsters approaching the wall, the massive fortifications, Luke was naturally not permitted to approach the walls.

Especially since being a Hiera meant his safety could be more important than even Kassadin’s entire family.

As soon as Luke arrived in the North, all eyes began to turn toward the massive dragon in the sky.

After all, the Ancient Dragon Shenhal, even in its shrunken form, was larger than a normal, fully grown dragon.