Hearing this, Velin stopped pondering and looked up at Kyle, who had just returned. "How did it go?"
"I searched ten thousand kilometers to the west. Under the erosion of Abyssal energy, almost all of it has become desert," Kyle answered, standing before Velin.
"It's fine. With these..."
"Still, despite the desolation, such an extensive search did yield a few things."
Velin's heart jolted at those words, and he immediately asked, "Tell me in detail."
"Three thousand kilometers west of here, there are three Elemental Crystal pyramids, worth an estimated seven hundred million high-grade magic crystals."
"Taking those three elemental pyramids as the center, there are two more six hundred kilometers to the southeast, worth an estimated two million six hundred thousand high-grade magic crystals. Eight hundred kilometers to the east, there are..."
The longer Velin listened, the more astonished he became.
"By a rough estimate, these elemental pyramids are worth over one billion two hundred million high-grade magic crystals in total. However, the Abyssal power within the Elemental Crystals must be purified before they can be used as currency."
Elemental Crystals worth one billion two hundred million high-grade magic crystals left Velin momentarily speechless.
It seemed he had still underestimated the value of the Interstitial Space.
Or rather, he had underestimated that Half-demon's eye for choosing a hiding place.
Fortunately, the Half-demon had been trapped in this Interstitial Space for thirty thousand years and could do nothing but stare at all that wealth. Otherwise, with such immense resources, there was no telling what monstrous organization the Half-demon might have secretly built.
As Rafelia listened to Kyle's account, her calm expression shifted as well, and a trace of surprise flashed through her eyes. But surprise was all it was.
One billion two hundred million high-grade magic crystals was an immense