Huh? Are they all real?.

"Madam, do you intend to eat this vegetable?"

Lily gave Leda a strange look and said:

"if not?"

Isn't the point of buying groceries to eat them?

"But ma'am, this is...this is thirty million!"

In her immense shock, Leda could only manage to utter this one sentence.

Lily said with increasing confusion:

"It's just a vegetable. People buy vegetables to eat."

Leda's eyes widened.

Is 30 million worthless in your eyes?

Seeing the astonished look in Leda's eyes, Moen, who was standing right next to them, couldn't help but applaud.

That's great. It seems the problem isn't with my values; this lady is just incredibly wealthy.

People with money don't treat money like money anymore.

But to Moen's surprise,

"Madam, this is probably the first landaise to arrive here. Shouldn't it be considered for something more meaningful?"

Leda couldn't help but think that something so extraordinary should be placed in the Human Federation's laboratory, not in the belly of some nobleman.

After hearing this, Ms. Lily put down the randa cabbage she had been longing for.

“You’re right, Leda, it should be used at a more meaningful time!”

"That's right, ma'am. Wait, when is it more meaningful?"

"Hmm, something even more meaningful, Leda. Get in touch with someone; I'm moving into Truth City tonight. I'm going to eat it during my housewarming!"

"what?!"

"Don't be surprised, Leda, it's just a move. By the way, this time I'm staying in a more secluded spot; too many people want to see me."

"Hmm, let's find a regular neighborhood, over there, I think it's nice!"

Leda was stunned, and Moen was also a little stunned.

Because the direction Lily was pointing was the direction he was in.

But that doesn't matter; it's just a coincidence at most. What really surprised Moen was...

Turning around, Moen was shocked to find that the place she was pointing to was the area where he lived.

This is so similar to me.

Given your relationship with Shadow, making a deal with you is already quite risky. If you move in with me, wouldn't I be in extreme danger?

No, no, this is absolutely not allowed.

Moen immediately revealed the One Ring.

Said directly:

"O Lord of the Rings, grant my wish, take my reward, and keep danger and misfortune away from me!"

The ancient inscriptions on the Ring lit up one by one under Morne's will.

Then, Moen felt a complete lightness in his back.

Moen turned his head slightly and froze:

Thirty million just vanished like that?!

No, how is that possible?

Neither of them are even demigods!

While Moen was still in shock, everyone heard a huge roar coming from the nearby waste treatment plant.

Looking in the direction of the sound, one could see thick smoke billowing into the sky and engulfing the entire waste treatment plant.

Clearly, something exploded at the waste treatment plant, and judging by the extent of the damage, most of the plant is probably gone.

Seeing this, Lily couldn't help but say:

"Could it be that someone has once again sent pre-war bombs to the disposal plant as junk?"

After a brief moment of surprise, Moen's pupils contracted and he ran straight towards his residence.

Moen had an idea.

After Moen ran back to his home, panting heavily.

Moen went straight to his bedroom without even taking a break, but stopped after just one glance.

The items are still there, but it's uncertain whether the ancient golden coins inside are gone.

After taking a deep breath, Moen stepped forward and opened the bag.

The golden coins of the Old Testament still radiate their inherent luster.

But this brought Moen no joy whatsoever.

It even made Moen feel a chill down his spine.

Because of the preservation of the ancient golden coins, Moen confirmed a truth.

I was indeed cursed.

Moreover, this curse is indeed incredibly powerful.

Meanwhile, although no further deductions have been made, Moen has already understood the mechanism by which the curse works.

There's no escaping it, only facing it.

Otherwise, your wealth will vanish in an instant.

This was the case at Downton Abbey, it was the same at Rita's place, and it was the same in the park last time and this time.

If I try to escape through the Ring and wealth, I will inevitably lose the wealth that I have earned.

but.

Moen looked down and grabbed a handful of ancient golden coins.

When you face your own identity and begin to shoulder all the responsibilities you should bear.

The curse then ceases to exist.

Chapter 128 The Southern Territory Belongs to Trajan (4k)

What is this? !

After clutching a handful of ancient gold coins, Moen finally managed a wry smile after a long while.

Moen put the gold coins back into the bag and sat down against the wall.

He also took out his pocket watch.

"Did you already know this?"

The pocket watch still did not answer Moen; it simply turned its hands silently.

However, Moen, who had been staring at the pocket watch, slowly narrowed his eyes.

The pocket watch doesn't seem to be related to the company.

Because the pocket watch would take him to where he was supposed to be each time.

"So, are we friends?"

The pocket watch remained silent, as if it were merely a pocket watch.

Moen shook his head and put the pocket watch back into his chest.

If you don't say anything, just continue using it as a chest protector.

Since we can't see the whole picture, let's focus on what we can see right now.

That woman, Aurora, has already reached out to Baratheon.

Blood Moon, Prophet, and now Baratheon.

What exactly is she trying to do?

Five days passed quickly.

A new round of time travel has begun.

Having adjusted her mindset, Aier glanced at Moen by the bedside, then recalled her feelings when she left, and returned to the other side.

Always remember how you felt when you left; this is a lesson every time traveler must learn.

So when Ayl returned to that brightly lit banquet, her transition was flawless.

Even though this was her first time leaving and returning in such a lively setting.

Prince Adela and his pure white knight naturally didn't notice any problems.

Moreover, Prince Adela's gaze was always fixed elsewhere.

Although he couldn't see it, Prince Adela was certain of one thing.

That's where Constance Westeros is.

This old devil, he clearly said he had other things to do, but he still came here on his own.

They are indeed not trustworthy.

Mother, are you really not planning to change your business partners?

Prince Adela's heart sank slightly.

At the entrance to the banquet, the ethereal Constance was observing everything with great curiosity.

Qazadoom was not the first major city in the Southern Territory.

This is the giant city that Trajan built himself after he came to power.

So this place was completely unfamiliar to Constance, the first Duke of Westeros.

He only knew of this place; this was the first time he had ever seen it.

And because Trajan had changed the family crest of the two-headed dragon to an iris, he couldn't even see anything in Qazadoom that could evoke his nostalgia.

All of this was telling him a crucial truth—the Southern Reach had completely changed.

So, is it possible for me to take back the Southern Territory?

Even if the opponent is that indecisive little girl?

Contas suddenly realized that he seemed to have misjudged many things.

It was in this quiet moment that the heavy, long-closed door was suddenly pushed open without warning.

A middle-aged man dressed in heavy armor slowly walked out from within.

Almost simultaneously, everyone's eyes were drawn to him, simply because he was the only one at the banquet who hadn't arrived on time.

At this banquet, which all the nobles of the Southern Territory knew was a declaration of the Southern Territory's allegiance.

This is a big deal.

Moreover, every noble in the Southern Territory knows this person; he is one of the five demigods of the Southern Territory. The region he is in charge of is equivalent to Storm's End in Grass Fortress.

That was the gateway between the Southern Territory and the Empire.

Claude Luther.

By order of Grand Duke Trajan, he was appointed to guard Windbreak Fortress.

Regarding his lateness.

Immediately, nobles from the southern border stepped forward:

"Claude, you're the only one who was late tonight because of an accident on the way."