The Meditation Ritual was a catalyst that helped people sense and attune to Magic Power.
Annan had learned to cast spells, mastered meditation, and sensed the Mana Vortex, but unlike Michael, he still couldn't enter a meditative state without the Meditation Ritual.
So he still needed its help.
To speed up his Mana Vortex and grow from a level-one to a level-two Sorcerer, Annan needed more—and better—Magic Materials.
The seven hundred Gold Coins solved his urgent shortage of Magic Materials. He could even afford to splurge on High-Tier Magic Materials or Potions.
Then Annan saw the prices on the tags.
Seven hundred Gold Coins equaled a district's annual business Tax Revenue, or what hundreds of families earned through a year of hard work. It was enough to buy one precious Magic Ring.
If Annan had been an ordinary man, he could have bought a house in Breeze City, fallen in love with a girl, and grown old with money still left when he died. But he was a spellcaster. He could spend it all in the blink of an eye, then wonder, What did I even buy?
Annan had to settle for replenishing some of his Magic Materials. For now, at least, he still had to look for value.
He bought nearly a month's worth of Magic Materials, then purchased the wheels, Spindles, and parts needed for forty-nine Susan Spinning Machines. Nearly two hundred Gold Narls vanished just like that.
And that was after Annan had used a Sorcerer's charm to get a twenty-percent discount.
He couldn't touch the rest. Annan still needed money to stockpile Cotton.
Andrew Luna cleared a section of the Warehouse for Annan. With a spinning mill on the first floor and a spinning-wheel workshop on the second, the arrangement no longer seemed so out of