The village head and the residents of York Town all agreed with Alan Pendragonâs words. Naturally, some might have had complaints, but they dared not disobey the master of the land. Rather, they were thrilled and touched that the ruler of the land had personally given them a clear explanation. The anxiety and sorrow of not knowing what would happen to their hometown were greatly diluted.
The village head came forward and explained to the villagers the construction plans and compensation that would follow. Some residents were skeptical about the village headâs story as it seemed too good that they would receive new houses and compensation if their livelihoods were affected.
However, the villagers who were also present along with the village head joined in with their voices as well, and all the residents of York Village ended up praising the virtues of Alan Pendragon and the Pendragon family. In addition, the public opinion throughout York Village was that the Pendragon family cared more about their own residents rather than on bringing in outsiders.
But the outsiders, both the poor and the opportunists, did not have any complaints. They had come to seek food, work, and opportunities, and as long as they could find those, they were happy. Just as new stones could not knock away old ones, discrimination was sure to exist wherever they went in the world. It was natural that the original residents would receive different treatment compared to outsiders.
Nevertheless, the Pendragon family had cared for the poor outsiders, and even the duchess had personally stepped up to distribute food. If the newcomers were to work, they were guaranteed fair treatment and compensation. Finally, there was an opportunity to settle down and work instead of aimlessly wandering around.
Eventually, the native residents of the village, as well as the poor who had come in search of work, started to look forward to the construction of York Town.
But as usual, there were some people who were suspicious or anxious about the new development. Most of them were merchants from other territories, and they all received instructions to come to town hall after dinner from a knight named Vincent Ron.
***
âSeven in total. Two or three of them can be considered to be related to the four great associations.â
âReally? Should they not be overflowing with wealth then? They all looked quite normal to me.â
Raven shrugged at Vincentâs words.
âNo merchant would be stupid enough to show off their wealth while meeting a duchyâs heir for the first time.â
âI see. Is there anyone I should pay close attention to?â
âThe man with the moustache who was clothed in a brown robe. He was the only person who most accurately grasped the meaning behind the production of our gold coins.â
âHmmâ¦â
âBad money drives good money out.â
Even though he nodded, Raven still did not fully understand those words. Was it not common sense that the superior would drive out the bad? But Vincent had said that bad money would replace good money, and he added that it was clearly visible when looking at other countriesâ currencies that flowed into the empire.
The empire only accepted gold coins from other countries. The policy was to punish those who used silver or bronze coins from other countries for commercial transactions regardless of their status. Also, they did not accept gold coins that contained less gold than that of the imperial gold coin, but still had an unconditional exchange ratio of one-to-one.
Therefore, gold coins from other kingdoms in the empire all had more gold contained in them compared to the imperial coins, but they were treated as the same. It was a loss for the other kingdoms, but they could not help it.
Aragon Empire was the most active in terms of commerce and trades, and had a massive population. Without a harmonic relationship with the empire, the other kingdoms could not survive.
Moreover, the empire was tolerant of other countries. When the other countries had a bad harvest, the empire provided food aid on a national level, and also exempted taxes in certain areas of the border, only requiring fixed tax based on the population. In the end, everyone tolerated the empireâs gold coin policy because there was more to be gained from cooperating with the empire, and more to be lost if they discontinued the trade with the empire.
âHe knew exactly that if our duchyâs gold coin went into circulation, it could replace the imperial currency.â
âI see. But is that really possible? No, do you think the imperial family would just stand idly by while such a thing happens?â
âAs I told you before, it is possible because of the Pendragon Duchyâs importance to the empire. If a rebel group led by Duke Arangis is officially recognized by the royal family, they will have to remain in a harmonious relationship with us.â
âThat is true.â
The involvement of the Arangis Duchy was almost certain, but there was always a possibility of other duchies being involved as well.
No matter how overwhelmingly powerful the empire was, it would be very worrisome if two or three of the five duchies joined in and started a rebellion. It would take a long time and massive resources to focus the empireâs forces into one area as well, considering the empireâs massive size.
For there to be several large battles involving tens of thousands of troops at once, it meant that the empireâs very foundations could be shaken. That is why the empire needed the Pendragon Duchy, who could stand on the side of the imperial family and keep the greatest threat, the Arangis family, in check.
âIf you give something, you should also receive something. From the imperial familyâs perspective, they can never reject our offer.â
âHm.â
âThe empire only needs to officially receive the gold coins from the duchy for half a year. Then, most likely, the circulation of our currency will be eight to two in our territory, and about two to eight in the other parts of the empire.â
âIn the end, we can use our accumulated gold to naturally help the duchyâs economy.â
âYes, and besides, we do not have to pay commission anymore. We can convert our gold into the imperial currency and save up.â
âHuh! This isâ¦â
Raven shook his head while looking at Vincent with renewed admiration. Raven had targeted Vincent Ron knowing he would be a large pillar of the empireâs commerce, but he was not just a simple prodigy of business.
Pioneering the future based on history and the opportunities that were present now. Indeed, the man standing next to him was an outstanding strategist on the level of historyâs most revered geniuses.
âAnyways, then the man who you spoke of is aware of this fact as well?â
âYes. His expression changed as soon as you mentioned that our coin would only contain seventy percent of the gold contained in the imperial coin.â
âOkay. Then what do I have to do?â Raven became serious. He was ignorant of the business world, and since he was venturing down a new path, he needed to be more careful.
But Vincent looked at Ravenâs determined expression and smiled.
âYou just need to act as you normally would.â
âWhat?â
âListen to his story, and judge according to your own thoughts. If you do not like his suggestions or attitude, you can just chase him away as well.â
ââ¦â¦â
Raven quietly stared at Vincent. He did not seem to be making fun of Raven or making a joke. Still, Raven was certain that there was a clear reason why his cool-headed genius advisor was talking like this.
âWhatâs the reason?â
âYou have the best instincts among any nobles I have seen. Sometimes, the lordâs intuition will bring about better results than the careful calculations of his subordinate.â
Vincent paused, calmly met Ravenâs eyes, then continued.
âAny decision that is to be made is your responsibility, my lord. And⦠all the decisions you have made so far have been the right ones.â
Vincent had changed how he addressed Raven at some point.
ââ¦â¦â
Ravenâs eyes trembled slightly as he stared at his knight, who trusted in Ravenâs instincts even more so than his own brilliant mind. A faint smile appeared on Ravenâs face.
âDonât blame me if I screw things up doing things my way.â
âThen that will also be the right path.â
The lord and the knight shared a smile.
***
ââ¦â¦â
Those who were gathered at the town hall silently observed each other. Some saw familiar faces, as they were all merchants, but they saved their words since everyone in the room was a potential rival.
However, as the waiting time got longer, a middle-aged man with a curly mustache initiated a conversation with a younger man.
âIs Brother Jonathanâs association interested in this business as well? I thought you might not have time to worry about anything else because of the contract in the Billburg territory?â
âIâm afraid the Billburg case will be resolved soon. What about you, Mr. Muland? I do not think that the Pendragon Duchy requires an arms dealer.â
The man called Muland grinned and twisted his beard at the rather blunt comment.
âThe Pendragon Duchyâs iron mine is functional again, is it not? The iron here is of great quality. Besides, the blacksmiths here are also quite excellent. I was hoping to buy some and sell it in the northern or central territories.â
âThen you should have gone to Lowpool or other large villagers to meet the blacksmiths. Why are you here?â
âTsk, tsk, my friend. This is the Pendragon Duchy. It is not a great territory of the empire.â
âHuh?â
âAll the blacksmiths in this territory work for the Pendragon Duchy. Even if they do not have any work, the duchy guarantees them a living. So when they make anything other than farming tools, they have to report it to the duchy. They are different from the blacksmiths of the other territories who are free to make and sell whatever they want.â
âOh, is that so?â
The young man nodded in embarrassment.
âBah! You came to do business here and you donât even know the difference between a duchy and other territories? Didnât your brothers teach you that?â
âWhy are you bringing up my brothers all of a sudden?â
âAh, no, well..â
The middle-aged man quickly avoided eye contact when the young man became angry. Then, a man who had been silently listening to the conversation spoke up.
âIt sounds like you are Reid Jonathan, the youngest son of the Jonathan Brothers Association. I heard you made it pretty big with silk in Leus last year.â
âThat is correct, but⦠who are you?â
The young man responded with a wary expression. He had already noticed that most of the people gathered were not just small-time merchants that wandered around selling various goods.
The man in his mid-30s was wearing a plain brown robe, but his slightly bent hooked nose and calm, grey eyes stood out. He reached out his hand to Reid Jonathan and spoke.
âDos Giovanni.â
âNice to meet you, Dos⦠Huh?â
Reid Jonathan, who was about to shake hands, stiffened up and drew a sharp breath. He was not the only one to be surprised.
âDranteâs Vessel King!â
Someoneâs exclamation drew everyoneâs attention to Giovanni.
Although they were all members of midsized merchant associations or other merchant guilds, they were not members of the four great associations that greatly influenced the empireâs commerce.
Of course, Muland had a close association with one of the four great associations and had come to the duchy to test the waters and the atmosphere of the Pendragon Duchy, but even he froze when he heard the name Dos Giovanni.
âExcuse me, are you really Dos Giovanni? The successor to the Giovanni Chamber of Commerce?â
âYes.â
Giovanniâs light nod brought the crowd back to silence. He was not a random nobody, but a member of one of the four great associations. Furthermore, he was actually the successor to the association, and he had personally made his way to the small countryside.
No one looked at him openly, and many people wiped the sweat off their foreheads while silently stealing glances at him. Though, since all of them were involved in business, they quickly churned their heads to come up with a conclusion.
âThis is bigger than I thought!â
After making up their minds, the merchants remained silent while comparing their own items with the items that Giovanni focused on, calculating profit and loss in their heads.
The door opened, and all the merchants stood up as someone walked in.
âPendragonâs mastâ¦â
âThatâs good. They are not here to get acquainted. Take turns talking about who you are, what goods you handle, and your suggestions for business.â
ââ¦â¦â
The gazes of the merchants changed at Ravenâs remarks.
âHuh! Is it really true that he just held his coming-of-age ceremony this year?â
âOur associationâs kids that age are still chasing after girlsâ¦â
They had heard countless stories, but now they saw for themselves that the young man, who was still not twenty, was certainly different from the successors of other noble families.
Besidesâ¦
Their gazes headed towards Vincent, who was standing right behind Raven. They looked at him warily.
âThe York Town project stems from that personâs mind, right?â
âThen the idea behind manufacturing new gold coinsâ¦â
The manâs face was so extremely ordinary that one would quickly forget it unless they paid special attention. However, Vincent grinned as he met the eyes of all the merchants present, and all of them felt the same strange sensation as they looked at him.
They could see a raccoon smiling slyly in front of its prey.