"My lord, that kid brought quite a lot of stuff."
"Oh? What did he have?"
Seeing Orlando's excited face, Velin could not help asking.
"Thirty thousand Gold Coins, twenty-six Magic Books, fifty-six Magic Scrolls, more than three hundred sheets of special paper for making Magic Scrolls, over fifty bottles of various magical potions, more than twenty sets of luxurious formalwear, three sets of exquisite tables and chairs, six sets of fine tableware, two staffs, eight sets of mage robes, and a pile of miscellaneous personal belongings. Altogether, it filled more than ten Carriages."
"Besides that, there were two luxurious Carriages and more than sixty thousand pounds of grain. I also brought back his two hundred-plus slaves."
"I didn't spare the twenty-odd people we let go either. I stripped them clean, leaving them with nothing but a single undershirt."
Velin was greatly surprised after hearing this. This was not someone coming to develop a territory; he was clearly here for a vacation.
"By the way, my lord, there's also a box of things I don't quite understand." Orlando scratched his head as he spoke.
"Bring it up for me to see."
Orlando's words had piqued Velin's curiosity.
Soon afterward, two soldiers carried over an exquisite wooden box. Velin stepped forward and opened a narrow crack, then hurriedly shut it again.
"That kid's tastes are pretty wild. So many adult toys."
"My lord, what are those?"
Velin turned to Orlando's innocent, bewildered gaze and solemnly spouted nonsense. "You're still underage and unmarried. Why are you asking so many questions? These are not things someone your age should understand. Train properly and build your strength—that is the right path."
"Yes, my lord. I understand." Orlando snapped to attention and accepted Velin's instruction.
"You few, take this box away and burn it."
"Forget it.