Chapter 370 – Greed Demons and Their Math Fetishes
Lux muttered under his breath as the last screen flickered down to idle.
"Well, color me shocked. No disasters today."
His finger trailed the rim of his whiskey glass as he leaned further into the plush sofa. The scent of infernal ink and burnt gold still clung to the air around the closed system windows. For once, there were no alerts flashing, no volatile stocks, no unexpected soul-debts maturing early to crash the entire Greed ledger.
"…Huh."
The more he stared at the data, the more surreal it felt. Reports clean. Trends rising. No forged blood contracts slipping through. No catastrophic investment bubbles forming in minor circles. Even the underrealm treasury seemed to be… functioning.
"Guess Dad really did his job today," Lux muttered with a dry scoff. "No mess-ups. No mysterious gold losses. No blackmail attempts disguised as donations. Just raw numbers. Managed properly."
