"Credits my dear boy is like a currency that the kingdom owes you. For everyday you serve under the army they pay you in credits. A bigger contribution or greater rank could earn you more of these credits but even a small single valuable piece of information or a genius idea can earn you some hefty credits." The old man proudly explained.
"But what is the use of these credits..?" Sam asked impatiently Damian also wanted them to hurry along.
"Impatient much boy..? Ah you youngsters live life so fast.. There is no point in living if you can't savor the each moment dearly..." The old man said giving them that sage eyes look.
"Norm, don't bore the kids..." The second old man chimed in while drinking his booze.
