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— Geegee was busy helping the housekeeping staff get ready for the Winter Solstice party, leaving me no choice but to take Sarah up on her offer. I picked up a copper coin that had a Lycan head on each side. Something about the coin drew me to it. Maybe it was because the head looked like Xavier’s Lycan-form. “Oh, great choice dear.” The elderly shop clerk cooed. I looked up at her with a smile. “That is a rare piece you have there.” “Oh?” I looked at her quizzically. “When King Xavier took over the throne they made 20 pieces in honor of him. Unfortunately, a lot of them were lost. But I found this one and knew it would be perfect for the shop. It’s supposed to bring prosperity and luck.”

The coins changed into the formation of Nine and Eight in midair. All who were present watched this scene in amazement. Those who walked the path of the occult and mysticism were all very impressive. Marlee could not look away. While she believed in science, what was unfolding before her was a testament to how terrifying these people could be. Harvey narrowed his eyes, but he was not that interested. The coins that the Earl of Treasures used were pretty good. It was most likely a treasure passed down through generations. The only issue was that the way he controlled it was not that impressive.

Editha replied politely “For prince Edmund? are royal purchasing coins from your family?” Draco questioned her to which Editha smiled and said “We are providing stamped or engraved gold coins to castle since century now…. this was our family business and our family was the only one who was working in this town Jotsar as gold smith… we are serving royals with all sort of royal designed gold coins… the one that I just offered you are the new coins where prince Edmund and specifically asked us to add Dragon wing on coin, this new batch is ordered by prince for Malshie festival” Editha replied hearing which Draco and Jasmine shared a common look

I retorted back, somehow feeling slightly embarrassed. Clairmont huffed smugly. “Some premise, like that tavern we went to, doesn’t accept this gold coin because of fear that they might not have the adequate balance to give back. That’s why this gold coin is only used by the richest among the rich.” He then laid down again. “Then…” Okay, I get that he has the money, but was throwing away his money like that necessary? If we were to talk about the amount of gold coins that he tossed earlier, I could buy a better house to stay compared to my small apartment room.

“Can you imagine that he gave a merchant two Emperor’s gold coin in exchange for a silver?” “Me? Foolish?” Gareth shook his head with disapproval, “For a scholar I expected you to be wiser than that. The emperor’s gold that is sold at this side of Landevia are mostly metals that have been coated with gold. Real gold does not exist in this side of the world. Besides, the Emperor’s silver is way more valuable and durable.” “But not portable. You should have considered that,” Bola watched the two as they jumped form one argument to the other. It was hard to guess who had started the whole thing, but from his little knowledge and the time he had spent with them, he could guess that Cassandra was

Andrew's smile froze on his face, and he stood there, dumbfounded. He had expected Miranda to pay with gold coins or at least silver coins, but she had brought copper coins instead. One thousand crowns worth of copper coins—a staggering amount. The baskets were not neatly strung together but contained loose coins. At a thousand coins per crown, it would take forever to count them all. And for a nobleman of his stature to be seen counting copper coins one by one? His reputation would be in tatters, and he would become a laughingstock throughout the entire city.

Alessandro said. "Perhaps. But nature abhors a vacuum." The Librarian stood up, his movements stiff and fragile. He walked toward the marble figures of the Parthenon. "The men who owned that money are not the 'Board.' They are the people who own the Board. Kings, titans of industry, the shadow cabinets of three continents. They are currently very, very angry. And they want a refund." "I can't give back what doesn't exist," Alessandro said. "The keys were encrypted with a one-time wipe. The money is gone."

Seeing that I have shifted the conversation back to territory law, he hitches his shoulder, sprawling across the table like a disappointed pup as he answers in a feeble voice, "I will only know the true depth of your wealth once my claws are in the ledgers, Elowen. How am I supposed to answer that riddle now?" I furrow my brows, a flash of irritation breaking through my exhaustion. "The Thorncroft Dominion has recently expanded its borders under tribunal law, meaning millions in gold coin are moving through our outposts. You know better than I do that a single misplaced rune in our trade books can cause a catastrophic collapse of our alliances. Since Caelan put my human head on the chopping

He replied, "What? Four what? How did that happen?" He replied, "Do you know anything about the accumulation of debt? When the time of debt increases with time, the amount of debt increases with time, and so with the days and years, the debt became in the amount of four hundred million gold coins." In any case, no one would buy an empty sect at such a high price.”

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.