Nico's nose twitched sharply—he was sensitive like that, especially for a merchant.
A city's most appealing features invariably come down to two points: clean sanitation and a secure environment.
As for other goods, as long as there are people and land, they can conjure them out of thin air.
This was the conclusion drawn by Nico and Kadir, and they believed in it wholeheartedly.
Kadir stayed silent while Nico spoke to himself. In Kadir's hand were three types of coins—large, medium, and small—minted by the Stoneheart Horde, known as Blackstone coins.
At this moment, each coin was spinning around a different fingertip like three obedient pets.
Kadir gazed at these spinning Blackstone coins as though he were staring at his lover.
His eyes shone with ardor, and also with greed.
"Incredible!"
"Savage, violent, bloodthirsty, and insane giants actually managed to issue their own currency and their own Code."
"Nico, do you know what that means?"
