The cleanup didn't take too much effort as the dragonkins teleported the captured paladins to the concentration camp, or rather, the prison in the middle of the forest. For the mountain of fake armor sets, Ein just sold them in bulk and didn't look at them again. It was a sizable chunk, reaching 5 billion DP, as the quantity was just too large.
Ein was starting to wonder if all long-lived beings like them were inherently rich or if they just stockpiled such equipment over a long period of time.
Soon, their group left Bestia and, amidst the cheering of the beastmen, teleported back to the dungeon. Ein immediately entered the castle, with the three dragonkins following behind him as they headed for the dungeon master's room. However, along the way, they met Nayta, who was on the fifth floor.
As soon as she saw Ein approach, a smile appeared on her face, and she quickly rushed to his embrace. "Ein!"
