Where Did My Money Go?

"Check-in successful! Congratulations, Host, you have received 500 tons of wheat flour!" The system's daily reward had failed to deliver anything worthwhile again.

Roland was not angry, though. He was used to it... and it had at least given him valuable food. Since it was useful, Roland gladly accepted it. After all, it was better than that condom and oversized blindfold from last time! Though Roland and Nyx could use those two things... what use did Roland have for them? Everyone kept urging Roland to have an heir; how could he possibly use that stuff? Besides, even without using them, Nyx's belly had shown no sign of movement. It had even made Roland wonder whether he or Nyx had some unspeakable problem. Yet after the Dragon of the Elves, Smurf, used nature magic to examine them, they found that aside from Roland being slightly depleted, both of them were perfectly healthy! (Roland: How could my kidneys not be depleted after nights of nonstop revelry?)

"What kind of random junk is even in this system inventory?" Roland looked through his system storage, where all manner of strange objects lay piled up in its limitless space.

"Hm?" Roland accidentally tapped into the shop interface. He glanced over today's discounted items and quickly lost interest. Ordinary military unit classes no longer appealed to him.

"Wait? That's not right!" Roland returned to the shop interface, having noticed something wrong.

"Ah!" A piercing scream rang out.

"I—" Caslo and Caldo jolted, nearly falling from the sky.

"Your Highness?" Caslo hurriedly twisted around in midair to look at Roland behind him.

"Sorry... I had a nightmare!" Roland quickly made up an excuse for his outburst.

"Wait, where are my wealth points? Where are my huge pile of wealth points?" After sending Caslo away, Roland sank his