"…." Robin slowly opened his eyes, his gaze lingering on the numbers he had just processed. Each figure seemed to grow heavier the more he thought about it, pressing on his mind with the weight of centuries.
Were these sixteen powers truly planning to enrich themselves indefinitely at his expense? Did they even have the sheer amount of resources to back such ambitions?!
Had billions become so casually tossed about, as if wealth were nothing more than a simple number?
Even if the effort were divided among the sixteen independent powers, each would only contribute roughly sixty million Pearls annually. Yet even that was a sizable sum, far from trivial, and a serious burden—even for forces that thrived on trade and commerce.
