What is the value of one hundred Magic Crystal Coins?

Calculated from the standard exchange rate, one Magic Crystal Coin can be exchanged for ten Mithril Coins, one hundred gold coins, one thousand silver coins, and one hundred thousand copper coins.

According to the game setting, one copper coin has the purchasing power equivalent to one yuan of a certain Eastern great power on Earth, so one hundred Magic Crystal Coins equals ten million yuan before transmigration.

However, this is only the most basic and rough calculation method.

In this world, the value of currency, especially magical currency, does not depend on the absolute exchange rate, but more on the functional properties of the currency itself.

Whether Mithril Coins mined from the Mithril mines of the Umbral Realm, Magic Crystal Coins refined from Purgatory Magic Crystals, or Proverb Coins condensed from the Whispers of the Bottomless Abyss, these magical currencies manufactured by Moon Clan alchemists all possess extremely high practical functions for Sun Clan Arcanists.

Mithril Coins can be used as spellcasting materials and are daily meditation items for Arcanists. Magic Crystal Coins can replenish Arcane Art mana and are strategic reserves for various organizations. As for Proverb Coins?

That highest-tier magical currency, which when burned allows one to receive whispers from the Bottomless Abyss and hear Arcane Art secrets and knowledge from them, is even the trump card treasure of many Sun Clan families.

In short, the reward Lynn obtained was enough for him to immediately purchase an independent mansion with over a dozen servants in the most prosperous district of the Neutral City-States, where land is exorbitantly expensive.

Of course, the premise is that Lynn does not have a debt of several hundred thousand Mithril Coins.

‘So… This black cat, isn't it screwing me over?’

Lynn blinked warily.

It wasn't that he was measuring the heart of a gentleman with his own petty mind; it was simply that this Guide's past conduct was truly... hard to commend.

"Surely it's not that after rebirth, out of guilt, the Guide lowered the mission completion requirements and automatically increased my reward?"

Lynn couldn't help but mutter under his breath, yet his eyes were utterly unable to tear themselves away from the dazzling, brilliant colors blooming from the mountain of Magic Crystal Coins symbolizing boundless wealth piled before him.

"Not quite right, but close enough."

However, just as Lynn thought his muttering would invite the venomous sarcasm of that evil black cat, the black cat instead extended its paw, lightly licked it, and nodded calmly with its emerald green pupils full of composure.

Did he... just mishear something?

What did that damn black cat just say?

"Of course, a more accurate reason is that the Heavenly Book is fair and will not bury anyone's hard work."

The black cat shifted slightly and gently jumped onto the Heavenly Book. \

"After all, before you transmigrated, you also devoted yourself wholeheartedly to maintaining the direction of the plot development, yet ultimately failed to receive your reward. I can't bear not to compensate you at all."

‘Really? Heh, how could I possibly believe that.’

Upon hearing this, Lynn remained expressionless, but inwardly he sneered coldly.

With the Guide's nasty temperament from the last life, he would suddenly have a change of heart?

There must be a scheme behind this.

So with a turn of his eye, Lynn came up with an idea to probe further: "Oh? Then, Sir Guide, according to what you say, even if I mess things up completely in the upcoming plot—like during the Saintess's visit to the Neutral City-States, I botch it so badly that Ivan's background fails to attract the Saintess's attention—I can still receive a high reward?"

‘Heh heh heh heh.’

Lynn lifted his head, ready to watch a good show.

"You can."

‘Ah?’

Lynn froze.

"I said, this is compensation." The Guide black cat's face displayed a human-like sly grin. "Since it's compensation, how could there be any conditions? Of course, high-level secret Arcane Arts or the final reward of leading the plot to achieve godhood are out of the question, but mere magical currency?"

The black cat assured him in a calm tone: "As long as you are willing to participate in the Heavenly Book's script, you can receive extraordinary rewards. Even..."

At some point, the black cat had actually appeared at Lynn's side, gently rubbing against his shoulder and whispering: "Even if you act against the Heavenly Book's script and completely go against the plot's direction, you can still receive payment, you know~"

‘A trap, this is definitely a trap!’

Lynn straightened his face, expressionlessly and forcefully pushing away the black cat's temptation.

‘A lowly trick; does it really take me for a fool?’

In his previous life, when he first transmigrated, he was also full of himself, always thinking that as someone who knew the plot in advance, how could he possibly need to humbly cooperate with the Heavenly Book's script performance?

And the result?

‘Heh.’

Lynn had not forgotten his miserable experience at that time.

‘So… This black cat must have a scheme!’

As for what the specific scheme was, Lynn didn't know, and didn't need to know.

"In any case, Lynn." The Guide, having been forcefully pushed away by Lynn, jumped back onto the Heavenly Book and gently patted it with its cat paw. "Do a good job."

Whoosh!

In an instant, the figures of the black cat and the Heavenly Book vanished from the depths of Lynn's soul, leaving only the bizarro colors that continued to emerge around him.

‘My soul has already shuttled to the Gnosis Layer of the Astral Plane just from beginning meditation?’

Lynn stroked his chin with emotion, ‘Truly worthy of the Neutral City-States; such extravagance. The purity of the Faith Crystals provided is that high?’

In this world, the meditation cultivation of a Sun Clan Arcanist can never be done alone.

The auxiliary Arcane Art implements of Moon Clan alchemists, and the prayers of Star Clan citizens.

Without the empowerment of these things, a Sun Clan Arcanist, let alone raising his soul to the Astral Plane during meditation to resonate and accumulate mana, would find it extremely difficult just to enter a flow state and cause the soul to depart the body.

‘Forget it, let me use this opportunity to cultivate well and not waste the Prayer Crystals. Hmm?’

Just as he was about to find a spot to sit properly and resonate, Lynn felt as if he had stepped on something foreign under his foot.

‘Eh? The soul shuttling into the Astral Plane cannot touch things from the Material Plane... Ah?’

Lynn rubbed his eyes vigorously.

His vision became clearer, and the thing before him became clearer.

Naturally, the soul cannot touch things from the Material Plane in the Astral Plane.

‘But… Magical currency is not purely a material thing. That black cat Guide, he wasn't lying? He really gave me the reward?!’

Gazing at the incredibly real Magic Crystal Coins before his eyes, emitting a captivating luster, Lynn felt dazed for a moment, and an infinite throbbing surged from the depths of his heart.

‘I-I've struck it rich?!’

BOOM!!!

The shock to his mind directly caused his meditation to end prematurely.

"Huff, huff, huff."

Lynn struggled to catch his breath.

"Young Master?" Miss Steward, who was busy not far away, cautiously poked her head out.

“Your meditation ended? That can't be right, Lynn! That was top-grade Prayer Crystal, which I expended great effort to secure from those idiots in the secretariat. You just wasted it like that?"

Matilda looked at him with the exasperation of one who sees iron that fails to become steel and was about to scold him.

‘Hmm?’

Suddenly, Matilda stopped her criticism and noticed that Lynn's expression was somewhat abnormal.

Stiffness, rapid breathing, vacant eyes.

‘Young Master Lynn... has he finally gone mad from excessive stress? AAAAAA!’

Matilda screamed inwardly.

‘If Lynn has gone mad, who will repay the debt the Morsol family owes me?!’

"Don't joke around, I won't accept this!" Matilda abruptly reached out her hands, forcefully and tightly grabbing Lynn's shoulders, shaking him vigorously. "Lynn, don't you dare die on me!!!"

Matilda stared intensely at Lynn with fervent eyes.

"Huff, huff, huff..." Amidst Matilda's deafening roar, Lynn raised his head blankly, his eyes flashing for a moment before regaining their sharpness.

"Too tight, it's too tight."

He tried hard to pry Matilda's hands away.

"I'm fine, I just... just discovered I earned a sum of money. Yeah, a lot of money."

‘Earned money?’

Seeing Lynn return to normal, Matilda breathed a sigh of relief, while also looking him up and down somewhat disbelievingly.

For someone of her Young Master's ability and talent, it wasn't entirely impossible to talk about earning money.

It was just that, based on Matilda's understanding of her Young Master's pride and arrogance, she knew very well that when it came to earning a lot of money—a lot of money considering the scale of his family's debt—it was almost impossible.

"You don't believe me?" Noticing Matilda's dismissive expression, the corner of Lynn's mouth curled slightly upward. He gently spoke: "Release."

Buzz—

Accompanied by a surge of mana, a clattering sound rang out from the storage space as deeply gleaming coins dropped out.

"Only this much... Magic Crystal Coins?!" As a Moon Clan alchemist at the rank of Forge Master, Matilda could naturally easily distinguish the authenticity of the currency summoned from Lynn's space.

Genuine without a doubt, and even from the demanding perspective of a Moon Clan alchemist like her, the quality was very good. If sold to the Mage Tower at the market price, they could even be directly sold at an exchange rate of 1:20 Mithril Coins.

"Young Master, you..." Matilda asked with a complicated look, "Have you finally come around?"

"Huh?" Lynn looked at his steward inexplicably, not understanding what she meant.

"Let me guess which noble young lady it is. That daughter of the Regent Grand Duke from the Snow Mountain Kingdom? That female elder of the Mage Tower who's been hinting at you all along? Some nouveau riche heiress..."

‘Hey hey hey!’

Hearing this, Lynn immediately understood what his steward was analyzing and spoke up with some dissatisfaction: "Don't underestimate me, Matilda. In your heart, do I have no other skills for earning big money besides selling my looks?"

"Yes, Young Master, I understand. For the sake of your reputation, I will absolutely uphold the principle of confidentiality..."

"Don't just add drama for me on your own." Lynn rolled his eyes.

"Young Master, I understand, I know nothing."

"Damn it, what do you understand!" Lynn glared somewhat exasperatedly at his unscrupulous steward who was slandering her master's honor. Unable to resist, he reached out to push her away, but unexpectedly, Matilda lost her balance and staggered sideways, about to fall on the spot.

"Careful!" In his urgency, Lynn quickly reached out to support Matilda's waist, kneeling on one knee and steadily holding Miss Steward firmly in his arms.

“Ugh.”

‘The feeling... isn't bad at all. Come to think of it, if you set aside her temper, Matilda is quite a beauty too.’

Gazing at Matilda's face, which carried a hint of scholarly air yet was brimming with a steward's astuteness, Lynn admired it for a moment before breaking into a slight smile.

"Wha-what are you doing?!" Matilda struggled, her face flushed red, as she asked.

"Nothing, am I not allowed to admire my own servant's good-looking face?"

"Y-you shameless cad!" Matilda stiffened her face and cursed.

"Hehehe, I am indeed a despicable and shameless scoundrel. It's just a pity that no one will come to save you even if you scream your lungs out~" Recalling the great sum of money he had earned, Lynn was in such a cheerful mood that he was even in the mood for joking.

"Don't, don't come any closer!" Seeing her master's greedy yet inexplicably charming face vaguely drawing near to hers, so close that she could even feel his rough breath, Matilda, her cheeks burning with embarrassment, gently closed her eyes.

Clatter~

"Oh, right. Senior Lynn, just now my father wanted me to inform you that tomorrow, the Saintess of the Holy Cross Kingdom will be visiting the city-state. The list of our Mage Tower's hosting representatives... Hmm?"

The door that Lynn had forgotten to lock was gently pushed open, and an exquisitely beautiful face peered in slightly.

‘Louise?’

"..."

The peerless beauty reputed as the brightest jewel of the Neutral City-States and the pursuit target of countless talented young men in the social circles smiled faintly.

"Sorry for the intrusion~"

Having said that, the young lady walked into Lynn's room on her own, her calm demeanor as if she were returning to her own home rather than stepping into a strange man's quarters.

"I thought about it just now; these important matters should be discussed with you in person, Senior."

‘A beauty saving a beauty, is it?’

Glancing at the pitiful female steward who was currently being persecuted by his 'Evil Young Master', Lynn immediately understood that he had another role to play.

‘Just thinking about it is exciting. The previous result, full of holes, was worth one hundred Magic Crystal Coins; what about this time, perfectly playing the evil profligate young master?’

Lynn couldn't help but begin to daydream.