At one corner of the city, the Green Dragon guildhall loomed ahead, its dragon engraved banners fluttering in the breeze of the city.
For someone to own a plot of land in the city requires at least 100 million relic coins to purchase that piece of land from the alliance.
Not to mention buying a guild permit, and building a guild within the city, the amount of gold relic spent would be quite enormous but as a good guild, the entire amount would be earned back within a few years with interest to boot.
Urus shoved past the guards, ignoring their curious glances, and burst into Darius's office. His brother sat behind a grand desk, scrolls and items and documents scattered across its surface.
Before him was a young looking lady, it was his secretary. They were discussing how they could efficiently grind the floors and earn more relic coins as well as equipments and the daily editor the members.
Darius's expression one of annoyance at the interruption.
