The monetary scale of the New World Enterprise

"Well then," I brought up a napkin and wiped my mouth, "I will be off to deal with my tasks for the day," I announced before turning my head to the side. "Can I count on you to deal with the paperwork?" 

Fay swallowed a sizeable gulp of a mix of herbal teas from Earth and some fragrant herbs Leinei provided. 

"Back in the old headquarters?" she asked as she brought down the cup. 

"Unless we finish the new ones sometime soon, then yeah, sorry for that."

As necessary as it was, the paperwork job was never an entertaining one. 

'Truly, the best way to stop people from fighting for power is to make it as undesirable as possible…'

One could wish for power if they imagined it as staying seated on the throne, having maids pleasure you while others stuff your mouth with all sorts of delicacies, all the while a single wave of your hand can dictate someone's fate.