"Then we'll follow your rules."
"My lord, I'll leave you in peace. If you need anything, just send someone to notify me."
"Mm."
The Eight-winged Angel bowed, then left the Floating Ship Star Moon.
Moments later, a Magic Shield rose, enveloping the entire Star Moon and sealing it off from the outside world.
"Fifteen thousand high-grade magic crystals per trip. Ten thousand trips would cover the shortfall in high-grade magic crystals needed to build Islington Astral Sea Port."
Hearing his lord's muttering, Kyle's mouth twitched.
In the Heaven Realm, trade fleets that could pay fifteen thousand high-grade magic crystals for a single escort mission generally sailed for seventy-five to ninety days.
Even using the shortest escort duration, ten thousand missions would take seven hundred and fifty thousand days—more than two thousand years.
Rather than spend two thousand years earning those hundred and fifty million high-grade magic crystals, one would be better off joining the Heaven Realm's Expeditionary Army. With enough strength, a few raids on other worlds would yield wealth exceeding that amount.
Seeing Kyle's odd look, Velin gave a sheepish smile.
Only after thinking it over carefully did he realize how ridiculous his remark had been.
"By the way, how are we supposed to contact Crown Yuxia?" Velin suddenly remembered that when Crown Yuxia had invited him, Yuxia had apparently given him no token.
At that, Kyle willed a Golden Feather out of his Space Equipment.
"So this is for locating us? That explains it." Understanding dawned on Velin.
"My lord, you've misunderstood," Kyle explained. "Actually, the moment you appeared in the Heaven Realm and spoke Crown Yuxia's name, Yuxia already knew you were here."
"Unless something unexpected happens, whoever the Crown sent should already be on their way."
"Huh?"
Shock appeared in Velin's eyes.
Beside him, Xuemiyya said