300 million zeni — that was how much zeni he had with him, liquid. This was a lot of money.
Damon couldn't suppress his smile.
Robbing that casino blind before burning it down was the best decision ever.
Then there were the jewels and trinkets he had gotten.
He was on a path to generational wealth.
Though this money would soon be lost… the money Lilith spent on Luna was no small sum, and the potions that kept her alive and moving were also expensive.
"This isn't enough to pay back Lilith."
Damon could understand why it was better to let people with magic circuit cancer die.
Noble families simply couldn't pay that much money — it wasn't worth it, except if you were a high noble, and even then, they were better off.
He gritted his teeth. All the money in the world could never compare to his sister's life.
Closing his eyes, he let the movement of the carriage rock him off to sleep… or at least he tried, until a woman's voice echoed.
"Are you sleeping?"
