Couldn't you see how many rivers I got here? How many litres are running through this place? Dammit Oglak! How much exactly your old lord was getting from each trade then if this was considered a big loss in your eyes?
"Lord… Don't get me wrong. But taking too much from here might affect the entire world's stability," he seemed to notice my weird gazing at him, making him say these words.
"What do you mean?"
"Any magical artefact world had to absorb some sort of energy from the world outside. It transforms this energy and condenses it into such things here. They aren't just for show, they play a role at stabilising the world when there are times with a thin amount of energy in the outside world."
"Oh… You mean so then," I got his point, "don't worry then. I can simply empty this entire world, even take away the dirt and clouds, and it won't crumble or collapse."
"This…"