Pandora's request was answered, and she took a storage ring from Punk, which was sent through a small mini-portal and contained a lot of gold coins, roughly equivalent to two or three years of taxes from the Hatak Kingdom.

These gold coins are not even a fraction of a fraction for punk, after all, the Hatak Imperial Kingdom originally had to pay 30% of the annual tax to punk as a "tribute", and in the last few hundred years, the caster has been busy with the "interference mechanism" and the "simmering incense" potion experiment, and he has not worked hard to refine the pile of gold coins into pure gold for a long time, so ...... Now the piles of gold in the punk warehouses are almost full.

Punks, who don't have dragon blood and don't like the glittering coins, don't care to give a bunch to Pandora - it's a matter of cleaning up the warehouse anyway, and speeding up Ganatika's pace as a "brave" can also smash Scott's kingdom hard, which is much more valuable than trying to refine a pile of gold coins into pure gold.

As a result, Pandora's request for help was a success.

At first, the amount of gold coins asked for by the girl was equivalent to two months of taxes in the Hatak Imperial Kingdom, but she didn't expect Punk to generously stuff the gold coins directly into a storage ring, although Punk warned Pandora not to risk exposure to contact the Magic Tower because of such a "trivial matter", but with so much money, Pandora was already satisfied.

"Then Ganatika should not be able to sigh sadly, he is already tired from running around for the livelihood of those poor people............"

This is the girl's first thought, gently pinching the cold storage ring, when she thinks of the smile of the young man who has grown from immaturity to handsomeness, Pandora will sincerely feel the warmth of the sun shining into her heart."

But...... The feeling of happiness did not linger in her heart for long, and after a little reflection on the meaning of these gold coins, the happy expression on the delicate face of the beautiful girl dissipated little by little.

Standing quietly on an open field, Pandora suddenly covered her head in pain and squatted down, she pressed the exquisite storage ring in her hand into the palm of her hand, until the jewelry of the ring cut her finger, Pandora did not stop her strength.

“...... No, no, this is for the sake of fulfilling the master's task, this is for the collapse and destruction of the Scott Empire, I don't deserve those feelings, and I don't deserve to have happiness"!

I don't know when it began, two different, even diametrically opposed voices began to appear in Pandora's heart, the girl would be heartbroken by every sigh of Ganatika, and she would also have the urge to tell the boy the truth from time to time - you are just a puppet to be manipulated, and the most trusted person around you is your worst enemy!

But at the same time, another voice in her heart, Pandora One, always reminded the girl very harshly: You are a golem born to complete the mission, the master's task is the only thing to consider, and all emotions are not worth mentioning!

Pandora is entangled, she can't tell which of these two completely different emotions is the real herself, and at the same time, she is also deeply afraid, she is afraid that Punk, the powerful spellcaster with cold eyes, will find out her abnormality, and at the same time, she is even more afraid that Ganatika will find out that "true" self!

"What the hell is this............ Why, what the hell am I going to do, Ganatika"!

The girl's fingers were stained red with extremely realistic blood, and the dripping blood quickly dried up on the dirty ground.

—————— Dividing Line—————

Scott Royalty, in the slums of Bucket City.

In a dilapidated hut, Ganatika was frowning at the thick parchment in her hand.

Today's teenager is no longer the young and ignorant "little boy" of the past, after more than 50 years of long hair, Ganatika has been "lucky" to become a full-level warrior, even if he still looks like a young man, but time has imprinted a little calmness in Ganatika's temperament.

At the same time, Ganatika, who had set great ambitions on that cold night, was still unswervingly advancing towards his ideals, and he followed Pandora's advice to form the "Mutual Aid Gang", and in the process of diligent and steady development, the scale of the Mutual Aid Gang expanded at a speed that was even faster than Ganatika's imagination.

To this day, the Mutual Aid Gang has become the ideal gang for many poor people in the Scott Empire, in this gang there is free food to receive, free clothing to be distributed to everyone, and even when members face oppression, there will be a special gang leader to organize protests or mediation, so the reputation of the mutual aid gang is extremely loud in the poor class of Scott, and even most of the underworld gangs dare not provoke these large numbers of "beggars".

But at this time, the boss of the biggest gang in Scott's royal kingdom, Ganatika, was sighing in a small room that he was bored, and his unquenchable sorrow was overflowing with his sighs.

What Ganatika is worried about is one of the most popular and unavoidable problems - the problem of funding.

Over the years, the mutual aid gang has adhered to the kind strategy of distributing free food and clothing, and in the past, when there were few people, with the support of many wealthy people who either had plans or were simply kind, the mutual aid gang could barely stumble on.

But since there was a small famine in the Scott Kingdom last year, and a large number of poor people applied to join the mutual aid gang, Ganatika, who had been insisting on distributing food for free, began to feel extremely headache and helplessness.

The funds in the gang are no longer enough, but there are still hundreds of thousands of hungry people who have become "gang members" who are hungry, and Ganatika can't watch these "good poor people" starve to death, for which he has used up the last bit of money in the gang, and now he ............ He can't afford to come up with any money, let alone buy food with rising prices!

"Bang Dang"!

It was the sound of the wooden door of Ganatika's room being pushed open with force.

"Boss, we can't go on like this, our funds are used to develop the gang, if they are all used to save people, we should take the money and distribute it to the brothers!"

Before Ganatika could turn around, the young man who had almost trotted in made a loud and unceremonious statement.

“............”

Silently putting down the parchment in his hand, Ganatika frowned and turned to look at the young man who pushed the door in.

In fact, such protests have taken place many times in this cabin, only this time, the tone of the person who came to Ganatika to protest was even more unceremonious and his status was not ordinary.

In the face of this young man, Ganatika really couldn't ignore it.