It didn't take long for Doran to arrive in Goldenveil with all the loot he'd taken from the goblins: jewelry, weapons, precious stones, a few mana cores, and, of course, plenty of gold.
More than three hundred coins in total, divided among gold, silver, and bronze.
All told, that brought Ethan's wealth to one thousand five hundred and ninety-five gold coins, a true fortune for such a small settlement.
But that, of course, wasn't all.
Along with the loot, the guards escorted over two hundred people to Goldenveil.
Most were starving, thin, and weak, and many needed healing potions just to survive the journey.
"How on earth am I going to house this many people?" Ethan wondered, closing his eyes.
Doubling the settlement's population overnight was something difficult to handle even for the most efficient urban development plans.
And for Goldenveil, which had none?
