"Not only that." Anglu handed over a few promissory notes that had already been cashed: "This has happened more than once—obviously the 'gold note' was issued to a merchant house, yet the one coming to cash it in was another merchant house. Someone even asked if they could divide a large 'gold note' into smaller 'gold notes', like slicing meat."
Bard listened attentively, using his eyes to encourage Marcia to boldly share his thoughts.
Anglu scratched his chin, hesitantly summarizing: "I feel... they seem to be using the gold notes as a kind of human head coupon."
Bard checked the signatures on the cashed gold notes, supporting his forehead deep in thought. Anglu sat beside him, nervously fiddling with the hem of his clothes.
"Very interesting." After a moment, Bard smiled and nodded gently: "If the situation is like this, perhaps we can make use of it."
Anglu finally relaxed and grinned along with him.
