When Leon left the elf treasure vault, he obtained several magic items. Among them, his favorite was the Plane Talisman, along with sixty thousand gold coins—the compensation was supposed to be one hundred thousand gold coins, but he had spent quite a bit on magic items—all packed into a chest, filling up most of it.
"Sixty thousand gold coins fill up most of the chest. One hundred thousand gold coins would probably just fill up the entire thing…" Leon muttered to himself, imagining how in some stories, a giant dragon would sleep atop a mountain of gold. Just how rich must they be? Even "rich enough to rival a kingdom" would be an understatement.
Back in his peak, Leon had accumulated quite a bit of wealth, which was mostly thanks to robbing Angmog. Like the saying goes, "A horse can't grow fat without night grass." However, it was all spent on transforming the Volcanic Island. Now, the sixty thousand gold coins only stirred his emotions briefly.
