Sylas slowly opened his eyes.
Sleep was hard to come by these days, so he took advantage whenever he got the chance. He didn't even get a chance to look over his gains before he passed out.
Now, however, he would have a chance to reset... at least for the moment.
[Coins: 67,823,452 (F)]
The most lucrative part of Sylas' excursions was most definitely the Coins. The death of every Demon came with several hundred coins at worst, while some of the more powerful ones came with as much as thousands.
Of course, none gave as much as Balgros or his partner in crime, but with so many dead Demons, it added up. Sylas realized that he had neglected this too much. If he had thought to do this long ago, he would have been able to successfully trade for <Vortex Capture> already. However, this wasn't all he made...
A knock came from Sylas' door. He stood to answer it, only to find Tasia on the other side.
"Finished?" he asked.
"Yes, I've done it. Here."
There was a flicker and then...
[Coins: 277,923,452 (F)]
Sylas' gaze flickered. This was way more than he was expecting.
But he also noticed something else.
'210,100,000 Coins exactly? Interesting.'
Before he passed out yesterday, Sylas had given Tasia her first task. In reality, he was trusting her with a lot by doing that.
Aside from the Coins granted by the system, Demons would, from time to time, drop Treasures. These Treasures could be exceptionally lucrative, far more than the Coins that they dropped. But the problem was getting rid of them.
Sylas had thought about selling his Treasures for a long time already, but he just didn't have a method of doing so easily. He had neither the time nor the appropriate Profession. And the fact he lacked the latter made the former issue even worse.
But somehow, Tasia had managed to sell so much in just the half-day or so he had spent asleep? He couldn't help but wonder how she had managed it.
"Is this everything?" Sylas asked.
"No. The more complicated stuff is harder to sell off. I could probably double that amount... but finding buyers for them is much more difficult." ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
"How did you manage this time?"
Judging by the round number, Sylas already had a guess. He was a bit uncomfortable with it, but he also had never told her that she couldn't do things this way, so it certainly wasn't her fault.
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