Hadjar hadn’t even suspected that his sister had an entrepreneurial spirit. He wasn’t interested in the ingredient since he didn’t have the resources and knowledge to use it. If he attended a sufficiently large auction with it, people whom he wasn’t currently capable of defeating would come after him and the Grass. If Hadjar had to choose between wealth and life, he always chose life. Besides, with his sword hanging on his belt, and endless expanses stretching out before him as far as the eye could see, he felt richer than any king ever had.
“They’ll come and save us-”
“No one will be coming for us, Princess,” Hadjar said calmly. “I have no doubt that the King has sent a search party. But if no one could detect a whole underground stream teeming with one of the rarest cultivation ingredi
