Corruption

"I'll have people prepare the resources at once and bribe the Dragon King's vanguard first. I'll hand over everything I've embezzled these past few years!" Bese said bitterly.

"Make it quick. I'll send people to keep an eye on you." Xila gave Bese a long, hard look.

Bese's face was filled with bitterness. The taxes she had embezzled over the past few years had long since been invested into her family. Now she had to spit them back out—it was agony.

It felt as if poisonous insects were gnawing at Bese's heart. All she wanted to know now was how she had been exposed. How had the Dragon King suddenly discovered this, and why was he attacking the dark elf city?

Xila continued, "Bribing Iwa's vanguard alone won't be enough. Although our god values this city, there is simply too little strength that can be deployed here. We need more power to resist the mad Iwa."

"You mean?" Molin asked.

"Ask that legendary mage on the surface for help. No matter what, we are trading allies with him. If we can earn such enormous profits, then he must be earning even more than we are!"

A confident smile appeared on Xila's face. "Legendary mages are all greedy. Even for the sake of these immense profits, he probably won't stand by and watch us be attacked. That would affect his earnings!"

"You're right. I'll go make arrangements immediately!" Molin's expression sharpened. She felt that this truly made sense.

Xila glanced at Bese and said, "Bese, you must also contribute another batch of resources. We can't go request a legendary mage's support empty-handed."

Over the past few years, it was not only Xila whose strength had improved. Bese and Molin had improved as well, especially Bese, who had reached the high Saint