Ryne: "…"
"What the hell are you talking about?" She was a little annoyed and tapped him on the head: "This is my money, why do you think that I produce pirated money?"
Lathel pouted: "So your money is this much? I feel like this empire's treasury doesn't have as much money as you do."
"Of course!" Ryne smiled and said: "My business is very good."
"Better than Amleth's?"
"Hm?! This..." Ryne sighed: "Of course it's not as good as hers." However, I can at least let you live in wealth for 1,000 years without worrying about money."
Lathel: "…"
After hearing Ryne's words, he felt as if he were an animal kept in a cage.
Lathel shook her head and said: "Mom, I can make money; you don't need to give me that much."
"But…"
"Alright." Lathel interrupted Ryne: "Then… I will take 200 million gold coins. If I need more, I will ask you to get more."