Novel & Cerita The Lord Of Coins

Lior reminds. Aruin goes to the farthest corner of his cabin and topples down what I had earlier thought to be a water pot. A huge bunch of gold and silver coins fall to the ground. I imagine that it is all the fortune he has. "The seers must not see that you're the angel kings or they will demand a ton more for a good counsel," he says.

“Who gave the order?” The man winced. “Our boss got the job. We don’t get names. Just coin.” “Then how do you know the contract came from someone inside the clan?” Damien pressed. The prisoner coughed again. This time, it was harder. Blood and phlegm spilled down his chin. “Because of the coin,” he said, wiping his mouth against his shoulder. “Silver. Old Blackwood coin. Crest stamped into every one. You don’t use currency like that unless you’re rich. Connected.”

The gold coin in the girl’s palm felt like a relic from a sunken civilization. It was heavy, stamped with the heraldic lion of the Thorne family and the scales of the Vance legacy—a physical piece of the myth we had just spent our lives dismantling. In the gray, post-Default light, the gold didn't shine; it looked greasy, a dull yellow weight that had no place in a world where the power grids had breathed their last.

I strolled silently, taking in all the details and extent of the damage caused, while the other warriors separated into different groups and scouted the entire area up to two hundred kilometers away from the pack, checking for any hideout or suspicious activity. “Alpha, look what we found!” a guard shouted at the top of his voice. I turned toward him, and he bowed, offering a strange-looking coin. I took the coin and looked at it. On the front side was the image of a hideous black skull, and on the back was the symbol of a black raven with six wings and six claws. Immediately, I touched the coin. It glowed with a strange, eerie dark mist and vanished, leaving behind a dark aura.

“110M gold coins!” When the first private room bidded, a lot of people backed out. Because they now have zero percent chance to win the bid. “120M gold coins!” The royalties from the East Kingdom shouted. “150M!” When the West Kingdom representative shouted that, more people backed out. 150,000,000 gold coins are too hard to get for them. Nevertheless, the guilds, highest forces, and royalties of every country are still fighting.

100 Credits is and equivalent to 1 gold coin, which is a lavish rewards that a commoner can get. Aeternum actually didn’t lose much in this endeavour, after all, the amount of gold coins and treasures that pocketed in the war, secretly, was more than enough to cover the whole expense that I used to reward the voluntary army. My plan was fairly simple, it was to make Aeternum Image as holier and benevolence more than ever. Knowing those nobles, they would probably barely rewarded the Voluntary army, probably they would mostly give the soldiers a sack of wheat and send them packing home and that was it.

Looking down at the coin, Gregar spoke "I have never seen a coin with so many details, it looks like a carved sculpture" "Yes, these coins are art." ♦ ♦ ♦ When all the coins returned to the holster, and Gregar handed over the one in his hands, an awkward silence remained for a few moments, before Gregar broke the tension. "Lord Zark Ar Zathot" Zark was surprised by the sudden strength in Gregar's voice, whose expression he had grown even more serious than before. "... no problem if you just call me Zark." "Then it's Mr. Zark." Gregar was quite skeptical at first, but after nodding several times he continued. "I am well aware of what you, Mr. Zark, are trying to say."

Leo said looking at the other coins which were thrown randomly on the ground. "Is one of the real coins among these dummy coins, disguised?" Adi questioned. "Ah that might be the case. That's what he might have done." He said and then touched every coin he could find. Together they turned many coins into sand. Adi touched one last coin. The coin turned into lion headed gold. Adi smiled looking at it. She turned around, calling Leo to inform him. Leo came and bent down to take the tenth coin they needed. He was about to pick it up, the coin doubled itself. The two coins went on doubling. Soon there was a huge heap of Lion head gold coins.

A king could never reign without the support of his nobles. A large pouch full of coins was thrown on the table in a room illuminated by just a mana fueled lamp. A low-class magitek gadget that was rather easily disseminated through the kingdom. The bearded man seated observed the pouch without moving to take it as he observed the black-clothed man in front of him. "Hundred Gold lust coins." The bearded man breathed sharply, the scar on his face wriggling as he tried to control his jaw from hanging open. Lust coins were the currency of Lustburg.