�Gasp!�

Bud gasped.

�10 billion?�

10 billion was not your neighbor�s dog�s name, no, it was a significant amount.

Even Mercenary King Bud could not immediately gather that much money.

Although Cale Henituse was from a wealthy Count�s family, he was only the eldest son.

Where would someone who always go around saving others have that much money?

�How much is in my emergency fund?�

Bud started to calculate his emergency fund.

The Mercenaries Guild did not have much money right now because they were busy purchasing weapons and food to prepare for their war against Arm.

All he had available to use was his personal emergency fund. Honestly speaking, most of that emergency fund was poured into the Mercenaries Guild as well, leaving only enough money for him to run away from the White Star for about a year.

Bud looked around as he calculated the number.

Lord Sheritt�s head was down.

Raon�s shoulders were hunched with the piggy banks in front of him. On and Hong looked sad.

�Yes. Let�s empty my emergency fund! There�s no way I will starve to death!�

Bud decided to empty his emergency fund.

It was at that moment.

�Oh, that�s it?�

�Hmm?�

Bud�s gaze quickly moved.

He was certain that Cale was the one who said, �Oh, that�s it?�

Cale mumbled to himself with a refreshed expression.

�I�m relieved. I thought it would be something difficult because I got the chills.�

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