Do you have any money on you?

"Consider it a loan. When you get back, you can apply to join the Cold Emerald Knights and then go through the legion's accounts. I'll reimburse you."

This was the first time Leslie had ever heard the taciturn duke speak in such a long sentence.

As you can imagine... this was quite irritable.

Leslie coughed lightly. "All the things I have on me right now are only enough to exchange for 15 dollars here."

To save his two terrible teammates, he and Wendy Shane were so poor they were practically selling their house.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then tacitly skipped the topic and walked out of the dark alley.

"It's alright, there's still plenty of time." Leslie glanced at the clock in the square. "Let's hurry, if we do another hundred orders, we'll definitely have enough money for the tickets."

Duke: "..."

He looked over with a chilling gaze.

Leslie immediately changed her tune, "Or, let's do something big, drink another transformation potion, transform into whatever race we want, and then rob a currency exchange..."

Before he could finish speaking, a golden carriage slowly drove past the alley entrance and stopped at the currency exchange not far away.

Several servants dressed in deacons stepped down from the carriage.

The one at the front even spread out a red carpet on the ground.

Then, a mixed-race dragon with a white dragon head and wearing a gorgeous embroidered robe stepped arrogantly off the carriage, its entire being screaming "fat sheep".

Then, his servants unloaded gold coins from the carriage.

Boxes of gold coins were transported into the gold coin exchange like a flowing river.

Leslie's eyes lit up. "Thanks to Lady Luck. Your Excellency, I think we've secured our tickets."

The three major cities in the dungeon are all ruled by a white dragon, one of which is Storm City.

"How come this half-dragon is related to that Lord of Storm City?"

Hiss~

Dragons in this world are all incredibly wealthy, even those of mixed race are incredibly rich!

Soon, a servant of the mixed-blood dragon race brought out a box.

The servant opened the box, inside which were neatly stacked stacks of 1,000-dollar Quesang coins.

Ten minutes later, Leslie, holding the tickets and carrying a leather suitcase, walked swiftly and gracefully to Ellie.

"dear……?"

The Duke reached out and stopped Li Aili, grabbing her by the back of the neck without a word, and headed straight for the arena.

Leslie hurried along, explaining rapidly to her companions, "We've snatched a big catch! Quick! Get into the arena before they come!"

"A big fat sheep?" A minotaur peered out curiously.

"The son of the Lord of Storm City."

Everyone: "..."

Everyone quickened their pace without prior arrangement.