My Wife is a Dead Villainess, and I'm Her Living Weapon

"Hmm. So, you’re telling me that although the Ascendancy keeps dungeons, no one actually uses them?" Elian blinked in disbelief.

"Yes, due to the vast wealth of each Ascendancy Breaker, they hardly scavenge anything. Their honor makes them unwilling to do the dirty work."

In the following hours, Elian picked Katri’s brain for information. No matter how simple or complex, Katri answered every doubt and explained every question. Elian felt his thirst for knowledge being filled the more he listened.

"I thought these rich bastards were supposed to be smart. Why don’t they get someone else to do it for them, like the Church or people from the Conquest?"

Katri covered her mouth as she giggled, "Yes, they truly are foolish from our point of view, but Lucian, you must remember, they have different goals."

"What do you mean?"

"The Church and the Conquest sees the dungeons as a means to earn or get ahead," she explained.

"Thus they clear dungeons to earn money; the Ascendancy does not. Instead, they dive in dungeons for legacy. It is something to be bragged about; what they want are proofs of the monsters."

While Bianca’s lectures told him of the broad strokes, it lacked the details. Katri’s knowledge was the opposite. It was from someone who was deeply connected with breakers on the ground; when it came to the nitty-gritty, she knew everything.

Elian laid back in his chair and contemplated, "So they do not see the value in the cores? They are more like trophy hunters then? What about Artifacts?"

"They are, in a sense. As for Artifacts they use an even more bizarre quirk."