Chapter 689: Enough Gold Coins to Pave Cirilla’s Bed?
If Garrett was still in Nevis, if he ran to his teacher more often, if he was favored enough by the Lord of Thunder...
Then, he might have received news of the Golden Fleet’s destruction more than half a month ago.
Of course, it’s also possible that the Lord of Thunder considered him too low level and indifferent to national affairs to tell him anything.
However, sooner or later, the victory was certain. The capital city emptied, people flocked to the port to see the returning fleet, resulting in a significant drop in hospital admissions that day.
The hospital was in a state of unrest, forcing Garrett to give the healers and midwives a rotating break, allowing them to go and see the spectacle.
He himself stayed in the hospital until evening when Cirilla, leading the charge, rushed into the hospital. Seeing him, she grabbed him and eagerly began to chatter:
"The fleet is huge! It stretches from the front of the palace for more than ten miles, with many captured warships!"
A wide river flowed through the capital, rushing into the sea. The fleet was able to sail upstream, coming right before the eyes of the entire kingdom’s residents.
According to Cirilla, the most magnificent flagship was docked right at the palace gate. Garrett couldn’t help but think, if they set up cannons, they might be able to bombard the palace—
Stop!He quickly pulled his thoughts back. Cirilla was still animatedly describing:
"The biggest ship is twice the size of the humpback whale we rode last time! But it’s captured, ew, it smells terrible!"
"So much gold! Gold bars, gold blocks, gold coins, silver coins, gems, all unloaded from the deck by the cartload! The front of the convoy entered the palace, and the end hadn’t even left the farthest ship!"
Garrett watched her gesticulate and chatter incessantly. The silver dragon girl’s nostrils flared, her cheeks flushed, and her pupils dilated when talking about the gold and jewels—
Those beautiful silver-blue eyes spun around, almost turning into gold coins on the spot.
Garrett quickly did some mental calculations:
Assuming a carriage with horses takes up 20 meters, 50 carriages per kilometer.
From the palace to the fleet’s tail, about 10 kilometers would mean 500 carriages.
Assuming each carriage carried 1000 kilograms...
If every ship was loaded with gold and silver, the fleet would have captured about 500 tons of gold and silver... If each gold coin weighed 10 grams, 500 tons of gold would equal fifty million gold coins!
Fifty million!
If all given to the silver dragon girl, it wouldn’t just pave a bed; it could fill her entire dragon cave!
Slurp, slurp, slurp...
Calm down, calm down!
He pinched his thigh hard. The Golden Fleet’s cargo was certainly more silver than gold. And several hundred tons of gold and silver would only fill one ship, the rest wouldn’t come back empty.
The bulk of the spoils this time should be various goods, such as pepper, cochineal, tobacco, indigo, leather, and various extraordinary creatures’ specialties...
There wouldn’t be much gold and silver! It still had to be shared with the dwarves, barbarians, vampires, and orcs!
After distribution, the humans, the Magic Council, the Queen, the nobility, and several temples would sit down and continue to divide...
The most Cirilla would get, at most, would be a few gold coins to play with. Dreaming of paving a bed with gold coins was faster.
Or, after he and Cirilla both advanced to legendary status, robbing the Golden Fleet again would be quicker?
"Ah, it’s a pity, not knowing the details of the battle..."
Garrett sighed, longing.
A treasure fleet! Countless gold and jewels! The Radiant Church must have concentrated their elite forces to escort it. It must have been an earth-shattering battle to bite this hard bone!
"When can we see the battle report... If I were in Nevis, I could ask my senior brothers and sisters, or chat with a few grand mages of the evaluation committee..."
In the capital, unfamiliar with anyone, he could only rely on the speed of newspaper compilation and printing. And Garrett had little faith in the quality of these newspapers.
They could spread his negative news everywhere without verification!
Hmph!
Garrett could hold a grudge!
But if newspapers were unreliable, to know the details of this battle...
"Hmph, I’m not in a hurry for a day or two." Garrett mumbled to comfort himself:
"At worst, when I return to Nevis, I’ll ask my senior brothers and sisters for details!"
Saying this, Garrett didn’t expect the details to come soon.
That evening, a carriage inlaid with a family crest stopped at the administrative building’s entrance. Baroness Viteg walked into Garrett’s office with a smile and handed an invitation:
"Tomorrow night, the Queen will host a welcome banquet for the victorious soldiers. —The Queen heard that you contributed greatly to this expedition and specially invites you and Miss Cirilla to the banquet."
"Do I have to go?" Garrett began to look around. The obstetrics department’s characteristic was that the condition of pregnant women could deteriorate at any time. A smooth delivery could suddenly need a C-section—
If he wasn’t at the hospital, and went out for half a day to a day, what if a C-section went wrong with Joanna and the others?
"Do I have to go?" Cirilla wasn’t very interested either. Her curiosity about the palace and the Queen had already been satisfied last time; attending another banquet...
Too many people, bad air, chaotic and noisy...
"The Queen is heavily pregnant now. If not for the significance of this victory, she wouldn’t have forced herself to host a banquet." The baroness observed and immediately smiled:
"Although the healers from the Temple of Springs will be by her side, it’s not foolproof. So, please, Master Mage, do attend the banquet."
Garrett couldn’t refuse and immediately nodded in agreement. Seeing him agree, Cirilla no longer objected, just a bit reluctant. The baroness turned to her with a smile:
"Rumor has it that some of the captured gold and treasures will be displayed at the banquet..."
"Ah! I’ll definitely be there tomorrow!" Cirilla’s eyes instantly lit up. After thinking, she couldn’t help but ask:
"Do I need to wear new clothes, new jewelry?"
"Well..." Miss, do you have any more jewelry sets that could outshine the Queen!
While Cirilla was happily sorting her jewels, in the Radiant Holy City, the newly appointed Pope was furious:
"Incompetent! Useless! Such a large operation, and no prior information! Those heretics are despicable and shameless! As humans, they colluded with vampires and orcs to attack us!"
"Go! Contact the electors of the Rhine Kingdom, contact the kings and dukes of the Carolingian Kingdom! —Organize a fleet and attack the Kent Kingdom to punish those heretics!"
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