With that payment, Siderius only had 3 Gold Coins, 56 Silver Coins, and 87 Bronze Coins.
He had used up some of the amount previously. Two gold coins were given to the Collector to gain his favor toward the Grove.
A few dozen more silver coins were wasted on miscellaneous tasks like the Quest Office and some materials Siderius needed.
"You really are rich, huh? Having gold coins on you." Erin smiled.
"Not as rich as you, I assume."
Erin shook her head. "I'm broke. These extracts weren't cheap to acquire."
"Well then. Shall we meet again." Siderius went to the door as the carriage opened up to let him go.
"Shall we meet again." Erin waved at his disappearing silhouette.
She watched as he climbed onto Red and dashed away in the night.
Erin sighed. She could feel that Snow didn't trust her anymore. He even had a hidden hatred toward her, toward all witches. That should be the case after what happened to him.
She just wished it wasn't that way and that she still had a friend.
