The four men, delighted with the bottles of wine bestowed by the Goddess of Wine's envoy, left with smiles on their faces, leaving behind a pile of gifts.
Looking at the gems and gold coins scattered on the ground, Owen chuckled and shook his head.
"The money is piling up so much that I'm running out of space," he muttered as he began tidying up. "If only Cinderella were here."
Cinderella loved tidying up, especially when it came to organizing shiny gold coins and gems. The area where Owen stored his gifts was overflowing with things, but Cinderella always kept everything in perfect order.
With a watering can in hand, Owen walked outside the academy grounds.
The flowers he and Cinderella had planted were now in full bloom. From the mountaintop, the vibrant colors spread across the mountainside, and without Owen needing to do anything, bees were already coming to collect nectar.
