The west was a forsaken land with nothing to offer for centuries, yet the enormous power and riches were hidden beneath it. If played right, she might be able to return the life to the cursed territory.
Arianell's pouch only had a small number of coins, but there was still a bag full of the high-quality nucleus, that Luan had left behind for her. She never wanted to touch it, as the money belonged to him, but maybe now was a time to borrow some of it.
The entire west belonged to the royal family, as no noble was willing to take care of the barren land. With the ownership of the fief comes heavy taxes, so the west represented the burden, rather than glory. With that reputation, she might be able to buy a piece of the mountain for cheap.
It was already three weeks since Arianell left for the south, but now she was standing before Deneb once again. She travelled as fast as she could and only took necessary breaks during the nighttime.
