Back when we fought battles, they always made the Priest perform a soul-comforting ritual—troublesome, costly, and time-consuming, wasting manpower too. Just imagine, warriors fighting and the lord paying—what a perfect model.
This is exactly how efficiency-loving dwarves should work.
The Big Head Soldier captain laughed heartily and grabbed a handful of Gold Coins from the box at his feet, scattering them behind him. His blood-soaked brothers also burst into laughter, as if the pain of losing their comrades had been diluted by the tangible benefits before them.
Look at these delightful little trinkets, truly enough to comfort the soul.
Seeing the Brass Dwarves of the 117th Assault Squad dividing up the Gold Coins, the accountant couldn't say why, but he felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
Wealth should be used so efficiently!
It's only the money in circulation that counts; all those numbers lying in the treasury just eating dust are nothing.
