"F-Fifty million Sharn!?"
The staff member's voice was low, but still loud enough for those nearby to hear.
Luke and the other noble family heads were stunned. They stared at Nolan in disbelief.
"F-Fifty million Sharn!?" Luke stammered. "Your Highness, you—"
Before he could finish, Nolan raised a hand to stop him.
"I understand what you mean, but don't worry about it. I have plenty of money."
Nolan waved his hand dismissively.
Luke: "…"
The noble family heads: "…"
Nolan's arrogant demeanor surprised them, but none of them seemed to resent it.
Instead, they were in awe. Betting fifty million Sharn was a risk none of them would dare take.
"Hahaha! Since Your Highness is betting that much, how could I possibly stay out of it?"
A man among the noble family heads burst out laughing.
He took a form, filled it out, and handed it back to the staff member.
"I'll bet two million Sharn!" he said enthusiastically.
