Money doesn’t buy happiness. But enables.

Hena was in a room inside her mansion and she was busy looking around.

Zane let her be and rested his head on the wall while standing.

But soon, Hena came to that same wall and raised her leg.

Zane wasn’t sure about the reason but he surely knew she was about to kick him.

So just before the kick could land, Zane jumped to the side and Hena’s leg slammed the wall.

The wall got a hole with the kick and Zane became even more angry after seeing that.

She was about to land such a deadly kick on him. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

He could have died.

Jammy and Xavier had their eyes bulging.

But before anyone could confront Hena about this act of hers...

SHRILL!

Gold Lumens bursted out of the wall.

If Zane was shocked before, now he was flabbergasted.

His pupils turned golden and even if he took a fistful amount from the load, nothing would happen to the treasure and Zane would be able to give a well lived life to Milo.

Xavier and Jammy both of them had the same expressions as Zane but unlike them, the gutterborn recovered from it.

Hena was a Halocrat.

It was the money of a Halocrat and he can’t use the money of those who hurt Milo to help Milo.

The money wasn’t for him.

The money was for the cause.

With a determined gaze, he turned to Xavier and Jammy.

"Not one penny shall be used for personal expenses. That’s my order. If this is violated, I will throw them out of my legion."

Zane clarified his intentions from his voice. He wasn’t playing games this time. He was serious.

Xavier understood and he instantly became normal towards the money.

Jammy also let it go but he surely enjoyed Zane’s words.

"Legion, huh. That’s a step." He said.

Zane said nothing to that and looked at Hena.

"You could have simply asked me to move, don’t you think?"

"Everyone moves when a kick comes."

Zane bit his lip.

He didn’t like Hena’s logic but he didn’t stretch the matter.

He darted his attention at the falling coins.

The wall Hena kicked wasn’t strong and it was hollow.

Even Zane would be able to crush it.

With one kick of Hena, a good portion of the wall had crumbled.

It was on Zane’s left side and Hena’s right side at the moment.

The hole was big enough for one person to enter.

But there was no way to enter as Zane only saw gold lumens on the other side.

If he had to enter the wall, he would have to wait for all the coins to fall on the floor.

"Make it stop." Zane said.

"How much do you want?" Hena asked.

"I don’t know. Too much? Enough to last us for three days."

Zane didn’t even know how many breads could be brought with one gold lumen. He only knew it was too much.

Though, he did know the conversion.

One gold lumen was equal to one hundred silver ones and one silver was equal to one hundred bronze.

He might find out how much money he would need for weapons and food but it would take too much calculation and he wasn’t the best man to do that.

"Let’s take ten thousand." Xavier said.

Hena looked at Zane.

Zane shrugged.

"That sounds good."

Hena nodded and placed her hand on the wall of coins.

Then she tapped the wall.

Again.

She tapped again.

She tapped it with her palm ten times and stopped.

Zane and the others had an idea why she did that but they weren’t sure if something like that could be possible.

However, it turned out it was.

After the taps, five more seconds passed and the coins stopped falling.

They stopped falling not because they ended, they stopped falling because the wall started to construct itself.

The wall that Hena had destroyed began to erect again and in no time, it covered the wall as if nothing had happened to it.

Everyone stood with their mouths agape and Hena gestured at the coins lying on the floor.

"They are ten thousand Gold Lumens exactly. It would be enough for more than three days even if you spend them with both hands."

"How do you have so much money?" Zane asked it directly.

Hena sighed.

"My father had left it for me."

She went silent after that and it didn’t look like she would answer anything more than that.

Zane didn’t ask but with extreme curiosity and water in his mouth, he picked up a coin.

It was his first time in his life he was touching one of these.

Feeling one of these.

Seeing one of these.

His eyes memorized everything it had to show.

A crown was made on one side and the other side had a single letter carved into it.

V.

A date was written above the crown and Zane figured it was the date of manufacture.

22 Deca 1786 A.R.

"This is so old. And what is V?" He said.

"Crown Varion." Jammy answered.

Zane nodded and after ogling the coin for a few more seconds, he threw it in the rest of the pile again.

All eyes stared at the gutterborn, waiting for his decision.

"Kid," Jammy said. "I don’t like to argue with you but I surely don’t want to give sixty percent to that Warden."

Zane nodded.

But said nothing.

He squinted his eyes at Hena and he might have accepted the money but he still had to know another important thing.

"Why are you giving us money?"

The why of Hena’s actions.

No one was kind enough to donate money to the cause of someone else out of sheer goodness of their heart.

Hena might not be a monster but she was still a Human. And sometimes, that was scarier.

So Zane refused to believe that Hena had no reason of her own to help Zane, save Zane and lend money to him.

Something else was at play here.

"What do you want from me, Hena Myreth?" Zane asked once more.

Draxus opened his mouth but Hena raised her hand.

This time, she will speak.

She pierced her gaze inside Zane’s eyes and in her stubborn voice, she uttered only one word.

"Glory."