Upon hearing this, Kyle said, "My lord, that Time Dragon must have taken the disc while we were not paying attention, avoiding a meeting with the two of us."
Velin felt around inside his clothes, pulled out a palm-sized black iron block, weighed it in his hand—it was ten tons heavy—then handed it to Kyle for inspection.
Kyle took the black iron block from his lord and examined it carefully.
After a long while, Kyle looked up at his lord and said uncertainly, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be a Star Core."
"A Star Core? What is that, and how much is it worth?" Velin asked curiously as he looked at the black iron block.
Kyle made a rough estimate before replying, "My lord, there are three sources of Star Cores."
"The first is from a dead planetary world. If one digs through the crust, Star Cores can be collected."
"The second comes from meteors that fall onto the surface of a world. The odds of obtaining a Star Core this way are extremely low."
"The last is also the strangest source. There is a race in the Astral Realm called Meteor People. They devour ordinary stones to nurture their descendants, and the shells of those descendants are Star Cores. For that reason, Meteor People are also known as 'moving treasures,' 'walking Magic Crystals,' and 'Meteor People that lay Star Cores.'"
"As for this Star Core, its total value is no less than three thousand High-Grade Magic Crystals."
One High-Grade Magic Crystal was worth eighty thousand Gold Coins. Three thousand High-Grade Magic Crystals were nearly equivalent to one-fortieth of the wealth in the Underground Treasury.
He had never expected his grandfather's teacher to be so generous. It had truly opened his eyes.
"Do you want it?"
Faced with his