Chapter 192: The Avatar of the Gold Coin

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Shiloh saw that Locke smiled and didn't speak, she slowly continued, "I'm almost 10 years older than you, and in my eyes, you are like a little brother of mine. ā€

"You can tell me about your grievances, doubts, and anger. At your age, you shouldn't be under so much pressure, you need to talk. ā€

Shiloh said softly, "Tell me, now that I'm your sister, shouldn't my sister and brother be honest with each other?" ā€

"Shiloh, I don't have much to say." Locke was still smiling. "I am healthy, and I am also a believer in the Light. As a paladin, I can pray to the Light alone. ā€

"Thank you for your kindness."

"That's it!" Locke stood up directly and interrupted what Shiloh wanted to say, "I'm here to find you this time to deal with the coin problem you reported. ā€

"You're right, we can no longer use food to settle the wages of our employees, which is a necessary choice for the development of our Iwa town. Do you have any good solutions to this? ā€

Shiloh was a little disappointed, originally she wanted to explore Locke's inner secrets, but was apparently avoided by Locke. However, she also adjusted her mentality immediately, and she will work together for a long time in the future.

"We have an optimal solution." Shiloh handed over a wad of papers for Locke to look through.

"In the area under our control, there are large mineral deposits. These minerals were used to mint new coins, which were paid to the hired workers. ā€

"Do we have the workers and machinery to mint coins? Will the minted coins be recognized? Locke flipped through the paper in his hand and asked, "If you don't get recognized, you'll be in big trouble." ā€

"Gold, silver, and bronze coins are all regulated, and this norm is now accepted by all races of Azeroth. The gold coin is 1.625 inches, the silver coin is 1.375 inches, the copper coin is 1.25 inches, and all coins are approximately 0.125 inches thick. Coins that are manufactured in strict accordance with this specification will be accepted. ā€

"As for the foundry workers and machinery," said Shiloh with a smile on his face, "the blacksmiths can make such molds, and the stonemasons are waiting to carve the patterns and heads on the molds." Now, we are thinking about who should be printed on the front of the coin. ā€

"After our research, everyone unanimously agreed to carve your head on the gold coin..."Hiloh was directly interrupted by Locke before he could finish his words.

"No way!" Locke flatly refused.

He looked a little surprised, and Shiloh patiently explained. "The fate of the heir of the Minahir family is still uncertain, and if my head is printed at this time, what will the surviving nobles in the other realms think? What does the Great Lord think? What do the big commanders, the big inspectors, the big generals think? ā€

"This can't be decided so easily."

Shiloh said with some frowns, "It's actually normal to mint coins, and when the kingdom is stable, those big nobles will mint coins in their own territories. However, at that time, due to the authority of the royal family, in the selection of gold coin heads, everyone would carve the head of King Terenus in a conventional way. ā€

"Now the Minahir royal family has basically lost control of the country. Even if there is an heir, it does not necessarily reassure the ambitious nobles in the area. What's more, the heirs of the Minahir family don't know where they are yet. We Crusaders can now engrave the name of our current leader on the obverse of the gold coin, telling other kingdoms and races that there is a new leader in our country! ā€

"But it's not right for me to choose, you know? I am not the leader of the Crusaders now. Locke looked back at her and said solemnly, "Above me, there are also the Grand Lord Mograine, the Grand Commander Dasuo Khan, and the Grand General Abydis, they are more suitable than me, and they will also be recognized by the Crusader soldiers!" ā€

"It's not a thought yet." Rock shook his head and said to Shiloh, "Regarding the question of the gold coin head, the front is made blank and left blank. The image on the reverse side shows our monastery and the town of Iwa. ā€

"Okay then." Shiloh also felt that such a solution was the best.

"So there's no problem with the silver coins, right? We can carve your head on the front, right? Shiloh said with a wry smile, "At Lordaeron, the obverse of the silver coin is engraved with generals and heroes who have made great contributions to us. I think you're perfectly suited right now. ā€

"That's fine." Locke thought for a moment and nodded, "It's best to take the Great Lord Mograine and them, each of them to design a set of models, and make them together when the coins are instilled." ā€

"Don't worry! I know that. Shiloh returned to his usual smile.

"Do we have enough minerals now?" Rock asked Shiloh, "Our flight engineers are now in the process of harmonizing the metrics. When all this is over, there will be a vigorous production of various models of aircraft. At that time, there will be a need for large quantities of iron ore and copper ore, as well as silver ore. ā€

"And the soldiers' armor, weapons, all of which require the use of minerals. This will put some pressure on the minting, right? ā€

"Now that we have a prospector, we have discovered a lot of minerals one after another. Among them, there are more iron ore, copper ore and silver ore. Two gold mines have also been discovered, one of which has already begun mining. It's just that it's a barren gold mine. ā€

Shiloh took the manuscript in his hand and read, "As for the other gold mine in the north near the shoreline harbor, it is what the prospectors call a rich gold mine. However, we can't mine there for the time being. ā€

"Oh, why?"

Shiloh looked at the manuscript in his hand, "It's full of giant spiders around there. The gnoll mining team we sent to us, along with the prospector, is missing. Scouts from past scouts have told us that there are a large number of black spiders living there. In the place where the mining team disappeared, only their tools were left. ā€

"Oh?! This matter was just reported today. Shiloh looked at the date of the report in his hand, then looked up at Locke.

"How much gold we've mined now." Locke hadn't been asking about it lately.

"At present, the gold mine is still coarse ore, and it has not been smelted, and it is not clear how much. I arranged for soldiers to keep watch in the caves and in the places where the minerals were stored. ā€

"Oh." Locke nodded.

The problem of this rich gold mine must be solved as soon as possible, and you can't keep letting yourself pay money out, and it's almost time for the territory to feed back to you. Since ancient times, which has mastered the power of gold mines, which one is not rich?

"Is the antidote prepared for us by Grand Prosecutor Ethan Lien still there?" Locke remembers, when they left Eva. The Grand Prosecutor had prepared an antidote for them, which was supposed to be used to deal with the spiders in the Canyon.

"Put it in our warehouse."

"Alright, send them all to the town hall in a moment, and I'll let the soldiers take care of those things."

Locke got up from his chair, and Shiloh got up from the other end of the table to see Locke off.

Locke opened the door to the office, and he turned to smile and said, "Actually, this place should be called the City Hall." ā€

Shiloh watched Locke leave, savoring the meaning of the sentence thoughtfully, and it didn't take long for a smile to appear on her face.

"You little brother who hides secrets, if you don't tell me anything, let me guess!" Shiloh smiled and closed the door to his office, then said to himself in the room, "Don't worry, I'll help you solve this problem at the next meeting." ā€

Out of the door of the general management office, the citizens were still lining up in a long line, and their faces showed a look of longing.

Although the sky was getting darker, they showed no sign of dispersing.

For them, they can live in peace here. Without the threat of wild beasts, the invasion of gnolls, the shadow of death of the Scourge Legion, this is the best and the happiest.

"Long bread, buns, all kinds of bread. Freshly baked bread! ā€

"Fresh bread! Sell fresh bread! ā€

"Sir, do you want bread? A copper coin and a black loaf of bread, all shapes. ā€

"No, thank you."

"Fresh bread! Sell fresh bread! ā€

"Do you want it, sir?"

"Okay, bring me a brown loaf of bread, in the shape of a long strip."

Locke followed the voice and saw that the girl was still there selling.

Although the face of the girl in tattered clothes was dripping with sweat, the smile on her face never weakened.

Locke looked up at the setting sun, and then at the girl who was still hawking.

"Go!" Locke instructed the guards behind him, "Go and buy all the bread for that girl, and we'll have bread dipping tonight." ā€

It soon darkened, and Iva stepped into the night.

In the evening, Locke fulfills his promise by taking Bridget to a dinner party of white and black bread, much to Bridget's tediousness.

After dinner, Locke and her and the non-commissioned officers of the Guards Company joined the patrol of the vicious crime-prone area.

Sometime, night markets began to appear on the streets of the town, and some shops hung all kinds of lights outside their shops to attract customers.

In the streets and alleys, the street lamps made by Goblin Technology emit a dim glow one by one, guiding the citizens to move forward.

Along the way, from time to time, there were young and beautiful girls, laughing and playfully passing by Locke and their group of patrolling non-commissioned officers, and Locke would also look up at their distant backs from time to time.

"What? Fancy it? Would you like me to introduce you to it? Pull a line? Let them be your lovers? Bridget's evil voice suddenly came from the side, "I believe they must be looking forward to a beautiful encounter with you, a great nobleman." ā€

"It's not funny." Locke turned his head to look at her, "Am I the kind of casual person?" ā€

"Yes, you're not a casual person," Bridge said with a wicked grin, "but you're not a casual person!" ā€

"Hey, hey, hey!" The non-commissioned officers behind him let out a muffled laugh.

Locke's face was a little uncomfortable, and he lowered his head and whispered in Bridget's ear.

"At night, let me show you, what does it mean to get up casually and not be human!"

"Come on! I'm afraid of you! Bridget blinked and electrocuted Locke.