Reaper's Curse

A thousand eggs seemed excessive to Jacob. Even if the young master's concern for the populace made him pleased, it would not be a good thing if it went too far and the house became bankrupt.

If they followed through on this list, they would wind up purchasing a huge majority of the seeds in Green City.

Furthermore, the number of ingots was sufficient to make armour for approximately 20 knights.

The old butler believed that the young master was wasting his money.

"Young Master, please reconsider," Jacob requested.

"The quantity of seeds is excessive. The majority of the surrounding region is desolate. There is no blacksmith in town to work on the iron ingots. Even if we acquire them, they will be an unnecessary expense."

My brow furrowed. This butler had no idea he was toying with fire. I had already advised him that he should simply obey and do what I say.

When Jacob saw the Young Master's piercing look, he shuddered.

'He's not going to... is he?' He reflected on himself. Will he be