Aleister Slaughters All!

"However much you want, there's as much as you need?"

Prince Siya Erduo murmured instinctively, "How could that be possible? His money wasn't blown in by the wind..."

He suddenly realized something and widened his eyes. "Could it be... counterfeit money?"

"You still don't understand—you live in Triumphal Palace and lack a little political common sense and social experience. If the counterfeit money produced by the Earl isn't investigated or registered by anyone, then it's as good as real. As long as people can use it to buy things, its value still exists."

The middle-aged inspector instinctively wanted to refute Prince Siya Erduo's words, displaying his superior status and broader knowledge before that lady. "The loansharking by the goblins has driven the entire Antimony economy to the brink of collapse. The wealth of Antimony is being siphoned overseas by the goblins through all kinds of means.

"And the great Earl realized this very fact. That's why he issued huge amounts of 'Fake Gold Coins' and circulated them into the market through various channels. In doing so, he effectively diluted the damage the loans inflicted on the economy while reducing the value of the wealth the goblins extracted. Once their debts were repaid and prices in Antimony had multiplied several times, it would mean they hadn't taken much from Antimony after all.

"You should know that without the Earl's protection, Antimony's market would have been ruined by those damn goblins long ago—and you don't understand anything! Yet you still sit here, high and mighty, passing judgment!"

The more the middle-aged inspector spoke, the more exhilarated he became, his blood boiling. "We're all doing this for the Earl! Everyone believes in the Earl!"

His heart pounded. His face flushed purple-red, and the veins on his forehead bulged visibly. His emotions grew increasingly