[Host has charged 1,123 gold coins.]
"Holy sh—!"
The moment the number appeared on the system panel, Ur's eyes practically popped out of his head, and an instinctive curse slipped from his mouth.
Heaven have mercy!
As a broke guy, Ur had never seen so much money in his life. To make matters better, it was ill-gotten wealth. Ur was so excited that he almost couldn't speak. Besides "damn it," no other expressions could capture the rollercoaster of emotions surging through him.
Poverty had limited not only Ur's imagination, but also his vocabulary.
[Does Host Daddy wish to consume services? o(^▽^)o]
It seemed that wealth could change more than just one's perspective on life. Even the cold, emotionless system could turn into a devoted little fan.
Ur stared at the words floating on the system panel. He did his best to maintain a calm exterior, but the slight upward twitch of his lips betrayed the grin stretching across his face.
"Not now." Ur said casually.
[Understood! If you need anything, I am always at your service! (ヾ(@^▽^@)ノ)] The system replied sincerely.
Ur: [(*￣︶￣)]
Feeling utterly satisfied!
❖≔﴾═══════ﺤ
Actually, Ur was very interested in spending, but at the moment, he had a more pressing matter to handle.
The pitch-black gate itself was a special magical treasure. Crafted by high-level artificers with rare materials, it not only had incredible abilities but also possessed near-indestructible properties.
However, once the system extracted the gold elements inside the gate, the elemental structure of the gate developed a gap, causing it to collapse.
When Singer emerged from the collapsing gate, he was utterly stunned, and when he saw a familiar face and Ur's "surprise" grin, all he could think was.
"Motherf—!"
Ur's smile stretched wildly across his face, almost to the point of cramping. He had not only gained a windfall of ill-gotten gold but also unexpectedly received a huge bonus surprise.
Double joy! This deserved a proper celebration.
Ur slowly drew the long sword at his waist, ready to deliver a gift to the long-unseen Singer.
Just moments after emerging from the gate, Singer had been flaunting his newly regenerated tentacles to release psychic waves, controlling the magical beasts outside the castle. But when he saw Ur drawing his sword and approaching, his lips twitched, and he immediately retracted all his tentacles beneath him. Even the tentacles themselves, sensing danger, began trembling.
Ur shook his head in disbelief. "Really? That scared much?"
One would think Ur was some heartless, money-hungry assassin!
With a few swift slashes, Ur severed most of the tentacles hidden beneath Singer.
Singer's eyes widened in terror as he turned to escape. But before he could take a step, Ur grabbed him back. A few more slashes cut the remaining tentacles completely clean.
Looking at his now naked lower half, Singer suddenly felt the urge to cover his face and weep. He quickly realized he couldn't even raise his hands. In an instant, tears ran down Singer's dark, grimacing face, unstoppable.
He could no longer tell who the real villain was between himself and Ur.
By all logic, appearance, and identity, he should have been the loyal follower of the great dark mage Gelf.
So why? Why was he being humiliated so badly? He was bringing shame to Gelf!
Gelf: ???
What the hell do I care?!
❖≔﴾═══════ﺤ
Ur did not kill Singer.
Of course not!
A living Singer was worth a reward of ten million coins. Even now, missing two hands and slightly disfigured, he was still worth five million at half price!
Although Ur's personal wealth was now in the billions, it was all game currency and only usable within the system.
Besides, who would ever complain about having extra money?
By severing Singer's tentacles and controlling him, the magical beast horde around the castle had become like headless chickens.
If this had happened when the beasts first appeared, they would have scattered quickly once their controller was gone. But now, it would take some time before the beasts fully retreated.
Feeling the pressure from the outer horde lessen, Ur finally relaxed and called forth his obedient system.
"System, I want to spend."
Ding!
[Hello, Host Daddy! What service do you require? ((*?′╰╯`?)?)]
❖≔﴾═══════ﺤ
Next Chapter: Level Up
Next Next Chapter: Talent
Next Next Next Chapter: Support