The object radiated breathtaking light, its surface alive with countless incomparable hues.
No gemstone in the mortal world could compare. Beside its surface, the skin of the world's most beautiful woman would seem as rough as sandpaper.
Nothing supported it. It simply floated inside the treasure chest, untouched by dust.
It was both a treasure of this world and the crowning achievement of human civilization. Even a Dragon couldn't refuse a marriage proposal from someone holding it...
Annan leaned over the treasure chest like someone peeking at a baby in its swaddling clothes.
"That's what can make a city float?"
Standing beside him, Olin was almost unnervingly levelheaded. "No. A low-grade Arcane Core can only lift a Castle or a village."
"Low-grade sounds awful..." Light seemed to shine in Annan's eyes as he gazed at the Arcane Core. "Why not call it high-grade?"
"Then what would you call the mid-grade and high-grade ones?"
"Highest-grade and ultra-high-grade..."
"...If you don't want to be corrupted into a creature of the Void, you'd better not touch it."
Annan, who had been reaching into the chest, thought Olin was trying to scare him. He withdrew his hand anyway.
"See? It's too precious," Olin said.
"This thing cost Four Hundred Thousand Gold Narl..."
One money chest could hold only a thousand Gold Narls. It would take four hundred chests to hold them all. Poured out together, the mountain of Gold Coins could bury Illymoyas...
Speaking of Illymoyas, four hundred thousand Gold Coins would be enough to buy the loyalty of her entire Family.
"You'd better be worth the money!" Annan snarled at the core, then soothed it gently. "I thought something else would go wrong. I didn't expect to get you so easily... I'm not taking a jab at the Empire."
Olin thought Annan wasn't