Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

When the traveler turned around, what came into view was a face that was elegant and noble.

The silver frame exuded a cool luster, fitting perfectly on his tall nose. The dangling beaded necklace was adorned with lily of the valley carved from broken jade, swaying gently in the light as he breathed with a smile.

The tall figure was wrapped in an ink-black shawl, and the dark patterns flowing on it seemed like the night sky swallowing up the starlight.

On the robe woven of brocade silk, gold and silver threads outlined the ice crystal pattern of the Kingdom of Winter, but on the shoulders were embroidered a few gilded Mora totems. The contradictory aesthetic of transforming worldly money into an artistic totem was just like the sharpness hidden under the warm smile in the corner of his eyes.

Of course, there is no need to introduce too much about Famas and Russell who follow Pantarone.

Previously in the Golden House, the lighting was too dim, and the traveler only glanced at the seats of Pantalone and Famas from a distance, and did not realize that their appearance and temperament were almost the same as Zhongli's.

Is this some kind of dark version of Mr. Zhongli?

"Master!" Andre's voice suddenly rose with fear, and his leather gloves made a scratching sound on the sandalwood counter when he saluted. "How did I startle you?!"

"No problem. This Miss Traveler is a distinguished guest of our Northland Bank."

“Northland Bank has always been customer-centric. If customers have any questions, I, as the bank’s president, have an obligation to resolve them.”

The curve at the corner of Pantalone's eyes was frozen with a faint smile, but the traveler tensed his spine and took a half step back, until he caught a glimpse of Famas winking at her from the banker's side, and then he slowly loosened his fingers on the hilt of the sword.

She really wanted to know what Famas had talked about with Pantalone, but now was obviously not a good time to ask.

Andre still maintained his 90-degree bowing posture, with cold sweat on his forehead soaking through his collar. Pantalone nonchalantly took the bill from his hand and sent him away with a casual wave of his fingertips.

"Miss, there is no need to be so alert."

Pantalone slowly smoothed out the wrinkles on the edge of the contract scroll, and the mirror chain swayed slightly beside his ear as he turned around.

"Northland Bank has always been committed to solving customers' problems. I am sorry that I haven't introduced myself yet." The banker pressed his dark gloves with dark patterns on his chest. "I am Pantalone. I am honored to be the president of Northland Bank by my colleagues."

The traveler stared at each other's eyes, which were curved into crescents behind the lenses. The stained glass windows of the dome of the Northland Bank cast colorful light and shadows between the two of them.

She was of course aware of the relationship between the Fatui strongholds that were expanding wildly on the continent of Teyvat and this magnificent building, so she went straight to the point and said, "Mr. Pan, this forged loan contract..."

"Oh? Forged?" Pantalone unfolded the bill with interest. When his eyes swept over the figures that were not yet dry, a chuckle escaped from his throat. "Are you going to deny the loan business that was conducted here three months ago?"

"Well, of course!"

"You fools, we won't pay you!"

Paimon stood in front of Pantalone with his hands on his hips and deliberately raised his voice by two scales, but his voice was floating faintly above the vibrating crystal chandelier.

Those treasure chests were clearly gifts from heaven and earth, so when did they become debts that needed to be repaid?

After seeing FAMAS appear, Paimon seemed to suddenly gain confidence. As soon as he finished speaking, he wanted to fly to FAMAS and pull him over. However, he was a little afraid of Pantalone in front of him. He shrank back and dared not step forward. He could only keep hinting at the boy with his eyes.

But Famas seemed not to understand Paimon's eyes at all. He crossed his arms and looked around but didn't say a word, which successfully made Paimon very angry.

Pantalone, who heard the little mascot's response, obviously did not take the little guy's words seriously. His slender index finger stroked the ring between his fingers, and the lens emitted a cold white light against the crystal chandelier on the dome, cutting his smiling eyebrows into strange geometric shapes.

"Please allow me to confirm again, three months and seven days ago at 3:30 pm..." His last tone was like a spider silk soaked in honey, "Miss, did you take away a full 200,000 Mora from the second floor of our bank?"

"Yes, if you are talking about the carved treasure chest by the window on the second floor..."

The traveler recalled the dusty wooden box in his memory and nodded honestly, which made Famas shake his head. Facing a banker who was good at setting language traps, the most important thing in the conversation was to deny it. The traveler nodded so easily that he didn't know what to say.

"That's right."

Pantalone's smile grew brighter, and the lapis lazuli ring on his hand reflected the deep blue of the abyss.

"As the old saying of Liyue goes, it is only natural to pay back a debt."

"Miss, you took my money, why shouldn't you return it?"

The traveler finally came to his senses at this moment, his knuckles clenched until they turned white, the ice crystal emblem of the dome of the Northland Bank reflected in his pupils, like countless cold eyes watching him:

"Even if I took it without permission, it's only been three months. How did it become a debt of nearly two million?"

Hearing this, Pantalone just lowered his head and smiled, and the curled hair beside his ears swayed gently with his shaking body.

"Since I'm using my own money for the investment, the rules are naturally set by me. After all, it's never philanthropists who can help Mora give birth to a child."

"Two hundred thousand today is no longer a huge fortune for you, but for the traveler three months ago, it was a timely rain."

"The lost traveler has become an adventurer with great achievements..." Pantalone's slender fingers brushed across the gold-plated emblem on the contract document, and a silky chuckle rolled out of his throat. "Beautiful lady, do you still think that this interest rate is too high?"

The cool scent of sandalwood spread as the banker raised his wrist, quietly infecting the floating air.

Yingmei really wanted to tell Pantalone that now two hundred thousand Mora was a debt that was enough to break her bones. She had worked so hard in the Adventurer's Association for so long, but had only saved up a little over a hundred thousand Mora.

"Did you do this on purpose? But how do you know that the money won't be taken away by someone else?"

Pantalone's words were so certain that the traveler felt a sense of frustration as if he had been planned out long ago, and the Teyvat flowers in his hair made crisp sounds due to excitement.

"Because you never miss any treasure chest in sight, even in the Northland Bank."

Pantalone cut off the conversation, his silver-framed glasses reflecting the light of a cold pond.

Faced with the banker's unreasonable logic, the traveler knew he was in the wrong.

It is a fact that she took the money from the bank treasure box. Now the owner has come to her house and is asking for a huge sum of money. She can't just hurt others when she is in the wrong, right?

Yingmei roughly calculated in her mind and realized that she didn't have that much money. She finally lowered her eyes in resignation: "But I... don't have that much Mora."

Even if the bag of Mora given by Tok and the activity funds left by Tartaglia were taken into account, the Traveler could not raise more than 1.7 million Mora.

"Currency is just a measure of value. Besides Mora, you have other valuable things..."

"Ah! Can I just use items to pay off my debt? I have a lot of materials, rare ores, herbs, and..."

The traveler was so absorbed in calculating the valuables on his person that he did not notice that Pantalone had come close to him and was even reaching out to the national flower on her head that would never wither.

"Besides Mora, I am more interested in the secret of how the young lady traveled through the sea of ​​stars..."

Just as Pantalone's fingers were about to touch the flower, Famas finally spoke calmly. It was as if a flame burned the banker's fingertips, causing him to subconsciously withdraw his hand wearing the ring:

"...You guys are having such a good time chatting, why don't you listen to me?" (End of this chapter)