Chapter 188 Casefile 6: Twin Kings' Tombs (End)
Barro Ho Chena was escorted back once again, and he and the dwarves worked hard to distinguish the gold counterfeits he had forged.
The counterfeits were melted down, broken down, and sold to the dwarves for recycling. The real gold was boxed and sealed, and the jewels were carefully appraised, recorded, and catalogued before being secretly transported to the capital and handed over to His Majesty the King.
Despite the bountiful harvest, Andrei will not keep all the treasure.
The West City of Eston was now quite prosperous and thriving, and other parts of his territory had also undergone significant changes.
Barren fields were reclaimed, various food factories were built and put into operation, new trade routes were demarcated, post stations sprang up, and several teams of knights of the kingdom took turns patrolling regularly...
The refugees have regained their household registration, put down roots, and are cultivating farmland with peace of mind, working in factories, and even becoming mercenaries and bodyguards to escort caravans.
Everything is going in the right direction, and Andre only needs to invest some money to flip the switch to start the cycle.
He only requested the King to leave a tenth of the gold for his territory and family. The rest of the money was given to His Majesty. This money would be a life-saving fund that would change everything for the Principality of Huntington.
His Majesty the King naturally agreed with pleasure.
In this era, the lord of a place has the qualifications to mint coins and has special workshops and craftsmen. Gold with the silver of the previous dynasty cannot be used directly. It must be melted into common currency in the mint according to the specific ratio of the Principality of Huntington before it can be spent normally.
One tenth of the gold was already a huge fortune. Andre melted the gold into gold coins and divided it into three parts.
One was given to his mother to invest in tropical crop cultivation research within the Dresden territory; one was given to his father to cover military expenses and reward his personal soldiers; and one was left for him and Little Bone as operating capital for the territory and property...
Even after this distribution, Andre didn't have much left for himself, but for him who was used to living a hard life, it was a sudden wealth. For a while, Andre didn't know how to spend the money.
So after he paid for the infrastructure of the territory, he locked the remaining gold coins in an empty room deep in the city lord's mansion, and then gave one of the keys and the account book to Jiang You.
"Little Bones, these gold coins are now in your hands," Andre declared solemnly. "You can invest in whatever you want, and build whatever factory you want."
"Great!" Jiang You said with a smile, "I still have a lot of things I want to do!"
She planned to take some time to go to the Witch Forest, inspect the branches and properties, discuss new business, and then come back.
Andrei still had to deal with the follow-up matters of the Twin Kings' Tombs and the gold, so he couldn't leave for the time being. Instead, he sent a team of knights to Jiangyou as bodyguards and servants.
Of course, there is also the adjutant Angris H. Bryman, whom Takumi is already accustomed to.
That's how it was settled.
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As night fell, after the knights carefully cleaned up the traces of their presence, erased the heavy wheel tracks with magic, and left, the East City of Eston returned to its former tranquility.
The undead wandered around, scattering a handful of seeds from time to time, picking the ripe fruits and throwing them aside.
Their movements were not large, and from a distance they looked no different from the past.
At some point, a chilly mist gradually drifted in from the northwest of the deserted city. Heavy, measured footsteps could be heard from the mist. Along with the footsteps, a strange, indistinct song began to play.
A woman in a black dress, a black veil, and clutching a folding fan led a group of dancing zombies, slowly emerging from the depths of the fog. Their destination was clear: the small hut in the center of East City that led to the underground treasure vault.
Da, da, da, da, the sound of life-threatening dance steps is getting closer, but it's a pity that there are only souls here who have died once.
"Eh." The woman suddenly stopped and tilted her head strangely, looking at the hut. "The power protecting this hut is gone."
She waved her hand, and the dancing zombies stopped. The woman propped her chin with her folding fan and went into the hut with a cautious look on her face.
A moment later, a roar almost like that of a wild beast was heard from the hut. The crazy sound waves surged, and the undead shuddered violently, scattered, and hid in the night.
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"Eleno", who was far away in the royal capital, slammed the cup down.
"How could it be? How could it be!" She gasped, a look of disbelief on her face, "Neumann is dead, who else would know where my treasure is!"
She clutched her chest, feeling like she was about to have a heart attack.
However, she is already a finished lich. Even though the heart of this body still beats physiologically under the drive of preservation magic, keeping the blood and body active and fresh, and delaying the process of decay, in a sense, she is already a living dead.
——From another perspective, she has gained eternal life.
Even if she suddenly heard the bad news that she had gone from being rich enough to being bankrupt overnight, Elenor, or the former princess Deresi, would not die easily because of this.
But that doesn't mean she can be calm about the fact that she is bankrupt.
...Oh, to be precise, the only one who went bankrupt was Dresi, whose all property was looted. "Eleanor" still had the property of her dead husband and a large sum of money earned from "selling books" at Rose Manor.
Dresi is extremely ambitious, and she also has a strong possessiveness for everything around her.
Taking money out of her pocket would make her feel worse than death, and now, knowing that all her property was gone, she gasped and shouted, "Number four! Number four!"
"Master." A man in black wearing a ghost mask poked out from the shadows. His voice was hoarse like the friction of metal. He squatted respectfully at Dresi's feet, like a loyal dog.
"Go check!" Dracy's expression was as ferocious as a demon. "Catch that lunatic who dared to steal from me! Kill him! Kill him! Take back everything that belongs to me!"
"Yes!" The ghost-faced man called No. 4 accepted the order. He took a step back and disappeared into the darkness like a puff of smoke.
A black shadow suddenly appeared, jumped out from a shadow on the ground, and drilled into another shadow. It moved at a rapid speed, heading east from the royal capital.
In the eastern city of Eston, Mi Funa, half-decayed and dressed in a black dress, pushed open the door of her hut with a gloomy expression and walked out. With a wave of her hand, all the zombies surrounding the hut fell to the ground.
Balls of silver soul fire flew up from the bodies of the zombies, rushing into Mi Funa's hands and gathering into a bright ball of light.
She murmured to herself, "For eternal life...is all this worth it?"
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