Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 74 Ways to Make Money

Since the Holy Sword Tower of the academy was repaired and reopened, everyone has found that no one can climb to the top of the tower anymore. The pressure generated by the Holy Sword has increased several times over. Even the senior students who could previously climb to the top with difficulty are now blocked below the steps.

The students speculated that the sword might have been awakened after the holy sword broke once.

Their guess was correct. After Twilight Moon woke up, although it couldn't stay by Caesar's side all the time, it also planned to prevent anyone from getting close to it, thus increasing the pressure it released.

Caesar visited it twice this week, listening to it recount all sorts of dreams it had while buried underground for the past six hundred years.

However, he has something even more to worry about: how to accumulate tens of millions of dollars in wealth in the shortest amount of time.

For the average person, even with plenty of opportunities, it would take ten to fifteen years to establish a company with capital exceeding ten million. But for Caesar, it would take at least three years, and at the fastest, within a year.

Becoming a millionaire in a year, all by a twelve-year-old child.

"Huh? Caesar, why are you reading this kind of book?"

When get out of class ended, Leon was about to take a nap when he turned around and found Caesar flipping through a finance magazine.

"Just browsing, you never know when we might need it," Caesar said casually.

"You want to make money? If you want to make money, just tell me!" Leon suddenly became excited, patting his chest and saying confidently:
“I have a great opportunity that’s very lucrative, but I’m short of people. If you’re willing to join me, we can work together and earn at least this much a day.” He held out his hand.

"Fifty?" Caesar said a conservative number.

"Five hundred!" Leon shouted. "I specialize in scraping soot from the fireplaces of rich people. You just hold the rope for me, and when I'm done, you pull it up for me. I'll give you five hundred for each job, and sometimes if you're lucky, they'll even give you a tip."

Caesar: “.”

Before he could speak, Tess chuckled and said, "Come on, you're asking me to clean chimneys. Last time I asked you to mow my lawn, you finished it looking like a dog chewed it up. I'd rather use my Pida!"

Pida is a sheepdog belonging to the Tiss family, and he looks particularly fierce.

“But that time I secretly led Pida out to graze on the lawn,” Leon said innocently.

"I knew it was you who made Pida look so listless the other day!"

Tess wanted an explanation from Leon, and they started arguing. But then a clear cough came from the doorway. Looking over, they saw Mr. Taylor's cold, hard face staring at them like a ghost in the classroom doorway.

The two of them immediately quieted down.

“By the way, Caesar, if you’re short of money, I can lend you some,” Tess said. “While I may not have a lot of money, I can still come up with small sums, like 100,000 or 200,000.”

"A hundred thousand or eighty thousand is considered small change?" Caesar thought to himself.

“No need, it’s not that I’m short of money, I just want to find a way to make money,” Caesar said.

“Oh, I do have one that can make a lot of money in the short term,” Tess said.

"What is it?"

“My grandfather’s company is also recruiting mercenaries to fight in the demon territory of Savie. They earn 1000 gold ronins a day, paid daily!” Tess said.

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Well, this is perfect for letting him go back to his old profession.

Caesar was chatting casually with the two of them when he glanced over and saw that Sia was just coming in from outside the classroom, accompanied by a few classmates.
She happened to be looking at Caesar, and when she realized he was looking at her too, her eyes immediately looked away.

Since that day, although Xia's hostile gaze towards him has disappeared, she still instinctively avoids him, like the awkward avoidance that occurs when a father and daughter suddenly meet on the street during the Cold War.

After school, he and Leon walked towards the tram stop. But when they got there, they found a sign saying that due to a route issue, the tram was an hour late.

“An hour,” Leon thought for a moment. “How about we find a place to wait, Caesar?”

"Let's just wait at the station," Caesar said, about to sit down, but Leon stopped him.

"I know a place that has a nice atmosphere, shall we go there for a drink?"

Caesar looked at him suspiciously: "I don't drink."

“It’s not a bar,” Leon said, waving his hand, “but it’s even more exciting than a bar!”

Caesar had a bad feeling, but after being led there by Leon, he found that it was just an ordinary coffee shop called Fufu Coffee Shop.

The store is small, but the environment is okay, at least it's clean. Although it's peak time after school, there are hardly any people in the store.

"Welcome!" The young woman behind the bar stood up with a smile as soon as she saw someone come in.

"Mika, I brought a friend today. Please let him try your cooking. Same as usual, two cups of your signature coffee!" As soon as they sat down at the bar, Leon called out familiarly.

"Okay~ Please wait a moment, meow!"

He winked at Caesar: "This time it's my treat, next time it'll be your turn."

Caesar glanced at the menu on the table. The prices were cheap, but in the North District, which is mostly populated by white-collar workers, this level of spending was a bit too low.

Another thing that surprised him was that the two chubby owners backstage, as well as the young girl who greeted them earlier, were all cat-like beings with furry ears.

After a long period of evolution, the orc race is now divided into half-orcs and pure orcs.

If I had to say, it would be the difference between animal ears and Fury.

However, regardless of the type of orc, they were not treated well in Fane, otherwise they would not have run away to establish their own independent country.

However, under the influence of the Racial Equality Act of 583, Fane still granted the Orcs some rights, allowing them to engage in activities outside of government work in Fane.

Even so, the number of orcs remaining in Fane was not large, and most of them were concentrated in the industrial area.

The orcs in this cafe must be a family; the parents are baristas, and the daughter works as a waitress.

"Here's your coffee, have a good appetite, meow."

The cat-eared girl, Mika, smiled and placed two steaming cups of coffee on their table. Since there were no other customers at the moment, or perhaps because they saw that the girls were wearing Saint-Yalo school uniforms, she stood there holding the tray with expectant eyes, seemingly wanting their feedback on how good the coffee was.

"Are modern orcs' speech patterns this strange? They weren't like this in the past," Caesar thought, looking at the smiling girl with narrowed eyes in front of him.

Watching Leon take a sip of his coffee, a wonderful expression on his face, she realized he had already picked up his coffee.

He picked up the coffee out of curiosity, but before taking a sip, he casually asked, "What kind of coffee is this?"

“Civet coffee,” Leon said.

Caesar paused, the coffee cup he was about to bring to his lips. He glanced at the steaming, dark brown coffee, then at the smiling cat-woman girl in front of him.

He put down his cup.

"I suddenly remembered that I'm allergic to coffee."

(End of this chapter)