Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)

That night, Mortimer led a coalition of wealthy merchants into Montiria. While the merchants were focused on acquiring Montirian Ducats, Mortimer had a separate mission given to him by Matthew-to locate the higher-ups of the Gloam Division and "clear the court." The Gloam Division's reputation for corruption and brutality had long since spread beyond Montiria's borders. Additionally, Matthew's business in Montiria, a pharmacy poised to open, had been indefinitely restricted. Delmont had even called Matthew to inform him that

Thorneville had been surrounded by the Gloam Division, with electricity and water cut off.

Matthew had attempted to enter Montiria himself, but his photos were plastered across the border, and he was subjected to full-body searches at every checkpoint. The Gloam Division's security was incredibly tight, making entry nearly impossible. Even when Mortimer brought the wealthy merchants into Montiria, they had to undergo blood tests and other examinations before being allowed in.

As they traveled, the merchants began buying up Montirian Ducats in the cities along their route.

"Exchanging Montirian Ducats for brand-new Dornian Emeralds at a rate of 1:6.5," they announced.

Yes, the exchange rate for Montirian Ducats had risen again, nearly doubling in just one day.

As soon as the merchants made their offer, passersby stopped in their tracks, staring intently. With so many people trying to exchange their Ducats for Emeralds, many couldn't even get a spot in line at the banks. So, seeing someone set up shop on the street to buy Ducats was a rare and welcome opportunity.

"Sir, here are 500 thousand Montirian Ducats. Please exchange them for Dornian Emeralds."

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The merchants wasted no time, sitting on small stools and pulling out cash from their pockets. The sight of this impromptu market drew the surrounding crowd like hungry wolves to meat. "I was here first!"

"I had my eye on this spot before anyone else. Don't cut in line!"

"D*mn it, back off! No cutting!"

The chaotic scene made Mortimer frown. He raised his voice and said sternly, "Everyone, quiet down and form an orderly line!"

Under Mortimer's authority, the

rowdy Montikan citizens quickly fell

into line. In just an hour, the

merchants had collected nearly ten

million Montirian Ducats,

yel

highlighting how the Ducat had become a hot potato within

Montiria.

"Mr. Zedler, I've arranged for others to continue exchanging Emeralds and Ducats here. We can move on now," Maurice said with a grin, adjusting his glasses.

"Good. Let's head to Everton at full speed."

Even at night, Everton was brightly lit, its streets bustling with people. Citizens lined up outside banks and pawnshops, their faces etched with deep worry.

Everyone was anxious about the exchange rate between Dornian Emeralds and Montirian Ducats rising even further. It had jumped from 1:5 the day before to 1:6.5 this day, and no one knew how much it might increase by tomorrow. Prices for goods had already shot up significantly. Fruits that used to cost a few Ducats per pound now required ten or more, or alternatively, Dornian Emeralds. However, with every household treasuring their Dornian Emeralds, no one was willing to spend them on daily purchases.

Upon arriving in the capital, the merchants set up tables and chairs and began playing messages through loudspeakers, "High-value exchange of Montirian Ducats for

Dornian Emeralds! Exchange your

Dueats for Emeralds here!"

The announcement quickly caught the attention of the crowd, who turned toward the line of small tables, where a banner hung that read, 'Professional exchange of Montirian Ducats for Dornian Emeralds.'