Chapter 1234: The Newly Established Fire Dragon Reserve (Part 3)

He looked again at the full box of Galleons on the table, feeling inexplicably unreal, like he was dreaming.

But the wound on his leg was a reminder that this was not a dream.

Three thousand Galleons… With this money, not only can he restart the halted defenses, but perhaps he can also bring back the Dragon Tamers who had to quit for various reasons and complete the initial plan for the Fire Dragon Reserve.

“Sir, are you sure you want to support us with three thousand Galleons?” Birdman asked excitedly.

“That’s all I have left for now,” Kael said.

Three thousand Galleons is indeed not much… mainly because he spent half before, but given the current prices, this amount shouldn’t be considered too shabby.

After receiving confirmation, Birdman couldn’t help trembling all over. He touched the Galleons in the box, then looked up at Kael, pondering for a moment and trying to suppress his excitement.

“Sir, although I really want this support, there are some things I must tell you in advance. I can only accept this money if you agree.”

“Go ahead.”

“First is the return,” Birdman gritted his teeth, “Although supporting the Fire Dragon Reserve can bring a corresponding return later, the amount is not high… Let me put it this way, if we have ten Fire Dragons, you’ll only get this amount annually.”

Birdman held up three fingers.

“Three hundred Galleons?”

“No, it’s… thirty Galleons.”

Kael’s mouth twitched slightly.

He expected low returns, but didn’t think they’d be this low… only one percent.

Wow, no wonder those two employees said it would take a hundred years to break even; they were right.

Fortunately, Kael wasn’t here for this.

“No problem.” He waved his hand, speaking indifferently, “I like Fire Dragons; I don’t care about the rate of return. As long as they live well, even if it means throwing away Galleons, I don’t mind.”

Birdman was originally prepared for the other party to back out.

Many people did this before, bringing Galleons to cooperate with the Fire Dragon Reserve, but upon learning about the ridiculously low returns, they abandoned the idea without looking back.

And since then, fewer and fewer people came, until in the last two years, no one came at all.

Birdman had long been accustomed to it.

But what he didn’t expect was… he heard another answer.

The young Wizard in front of him, not even twenty, said he didn’t care about returns.

Return means Galleons; in the Magic Realm, is there anyone who doesn’t care about Galleons?

Surely there is. To say somewhat conceitedly, he himself doesn’t, and neither do the remaining Dragon Tamers here—they’re pretty much all just holding on until now.

But they all have a common trait, which is that they don’t have many Galleons themselves.

The person in front of him is the only exception he’s seen, who has Galleons and yet doesn’t care about them.

“Are you sure?”

“Of course.” Kael said with a smile, pushing the box forward, “Make the deed, and then it’s yours.”

“Wait, wait…” Birdman panted heavily, forcibly suppressing a certain impulse within him, and continued, “Besides what I just mentioned, you cannot participate in any daily affairs of the Fire Dragon Reserve, including but not limited to establishing rules for the reserve, personnel adjustments, and material allocation… Simply put, your rights here are even less than those of a regular Dragon Tamer.”

“Just as well, less hassle, sounds good,” Kael said.

“Nor can you purchase products from the Fire Dragon Reserve at a low price.”

Birdman’s voice became much smaller, as if he himself felt it was a bit excessive, but there was no way around it; these regulations were stipulated by the International Confederation of Wizards after discussions.

The goal was to ensure the authority and autonomy of the Fire Dragon Reserve, preventing it from being controlled by wealthy Pure-Blood Families.

But Kael still didn’t mind.

“I have money; I don’t care about the discount… But.” His tone paused for a moment.

Birdman’s heart immediately jumped to his throat, nervously watching Kael.

“If I wish to prioritize purchasing the highest quality materials for the same price, that shouldn’t be a problem, right?”

“If it’s just that, of course, no problem.” Birdman breathed a sigh of relief, then softly added, “If we have them.”

He thought of those two Common Welsh Greens.

Honestly, the dragon scales and dragon fangs they picked up really weren’t that good quality. They could barely be considered as substandard goods in Diagon Alley; otherwise, they wouldn’t be living so frugally.

But due to a small personal selfishness, he didn’t tell Kael this, even though his conscience was a little uneasy. They really needed this money.