Can't spend it all, really can't spend it all.
But just as the Homebody Witch was imagining herself turning into a Dragon Body and bathing in a Gold Coin River, a cold bucket of water was poured over her by Senior Parasol from above, leaving her chilled to the core.
"Dorothy, calm down, this is Guild funds, not your personal wallet."
Dorothy: "......"
Hmm, Senior's words hit the Dragon Heart straight on, with great effect, and the Homebody Witch immediately calmed down.
Right, this is indeed the Guild's shared funds, not her private property.
After all, "How Fantasy Village Was Built" wasn't a work she completed on her own, it was a joint effort by everyone, and now this pile of money is just temporarily in her care; she'll still need to split it with her sisters later.
