Finale
Finale
I thought money could overcome everything.
Martial artists who had mastered martial arts, Taoists who had honed their Taoist arts, and half-bloods who were born with good bloodlines and lived in luxury.
Because I could make them all kneel with money.
I thought if I only had money, I could do anything.
That is why I earned money.
I swallowed up merchant guilds.
Because eliminating competitors wasn't difficult.
I bought and sold people.
Because it made money.
I bought and sold everything that could be valued.
Because for any item, there was at least one person in the world who wanted it.
I made base deals with noble people.
Because they were people who would splash money around, not wanting to put in even the slightest effort to get what they wanted.
Even when I caught the eye of the Imperial Family, I was confident.
Because I thought I possessed enough money that even the Imperial Family couldn't move rashly.
Though it didn't take very long to realize that wasn't the case.
Even if only for the short time before they moved, I commanded the world.
I shook the country and made the high-and-mighty kneel.
Because to me, money became both power and a miracle.
Drunk on that paltry power, I tried everything I couldn't have tried otherwise.
That is why all I wished for was money.
I didn't wish for people, love, or anything else.
I only wished for more money.
After all that money disappeared, I thought no one would be left for me.
"Are you still alive?"
But for some reason, you were the only one left.
You, whom I thought would understand even if you burned me to death, remained with me, who had nothing left.