Alien world

Chapter 1702, Section 335: The Keeper of the Savings Bank

Feeling smug about having gotten a good deal, Illymoas continued watching.

The rest consisted of the responsibilities and precautions of the custodian. For example, she could roll around in the vault as she pleased, piling up gold coins like a mountain. Correspondingly, embezzlement was prohibited. If the vault was stolen, the actual amount stored did not match the inventory, or there was collusion with outsiders to steal from the vault, the consequences, ranging from minor to serious, were salary deduction, dismissal, and expulsion from Liberty City.

Just as Illymoas was wondering what kind of punishment this was, she saw the last one, written in common language highlighted in red: "To be forever rejected by Annam."

Elimos put away all her ulterior motives.

"Can you..."

“No,” Ingrid said, as if she knew what she was going to say. “Don’t worry, besides you, the tower spirit Lilith is also watching the vault. As long as you don’t make a mistake on your own, everything will be fine.”

And so, Illymoas signed the cooperation agreement.

Therefore, as the new guardian of the Free City Vault, Illymoas's lair is the Vault itself.

“I understand, but what does this have to do with Illymoyas taking Gemar’s money?”

"Because Miss Irimoas has turned the vault into her lair..."

"Whoever came up with this idea is a genius..." Annan was speechless. "What about the Crystal Nest?"

“Miss Elimos has been staying at the vault for the past two days and hasn’t gone back.”

Annan didn't know whether to say that Elimos was competent or that she was only thinking about money.

He asked for the contract, read it carefully, and pointed to one of the clauses, asking, "What does this 'The Ministry of Finance has the right to use Illy Moyas's portrait rights' mean?"

"Minister Ingrid intends to link Miss Elimos with the Savings Bank in the future, making her a symbol of the Savings Bank."

That's another good idea. It seems the Ministry of Finance has been quite busy these days.

"That will cost a lot of money, right?"

"Fortunately, Miss Irimoas's salary is five gold nars."

"Every day? That's really a good deal."

"Lord Annan, it's every week."

"You're treating Illymoas like a rat-woman, exploiting her..."

The assistant quickly gestured to Annan not to rush and to continue reading.

Then Annan saw that Ingrid had authorized Elimos with the "right to attract investment," meaning that she was entitled to a 1% share of all depositors she recommended or the profits they brought in.

Annan took a deep breath and instantly understood what Ingrid was planning by making Illymoias the caretaker—she clearly had her eye on Illymoias's ability to amass wealth.

That's good too. With extra income, it doesn't seem like they're exploiting Elimos so much.

Putting everything else aside, if you count Gemar's money as hers, she'll earn at least a thousand gold nars, which basically makes up for it.

“But isn’t this clause, ‘I will despise you for eternity…’ a bit too harsh?” Annan asked, pointing to the last clause of the contract.

The assistant countered, "If Miss Ellie Moyas were to abscond with millions of gold coins, would you still consider it a serious matter?"

Annan's hesitation was disrespectful to his profession: "Money can be earned back, but there's only one Illymoas!"

Sometimes, we can't blame outsiders for being too prejudiced.

Annan refers to Elimos, a blue dragon who fully embodies the dragon's inherent belief that "life is precious, but wealth is more valuable." Ingrid appointed her as a caretaker, but she became the most diligent employee at the savings bank.

However, she no longer dared to keep her money in the Crystal Nest, so where could she be safer than the vault?

However, Ingrid said that having her money mixed up with her vault would make the statistics confusing, so she would rather open an account at a savings bank.

In this way, her wealth was both within her reach and secure.

The shadow of robbers breaking into her home gradually faded, and Elimos's life was bright. Of course, it was difficult to go from luxury to frugality, and she retained her tradition of stealing from Annan. She felt uncomfortable if she didn't steal some money from Annan every day.

However, this "little pleasure" had to come to an end for the time being, because with Francois's letter delivered to the Imperial Ministry of Ceremonies, Annan had to set off.

……

Montreal Hill, the courtroom dungeon.

People love stories, so bards wander from place to place, spreading tales. People love stories from their surroundings, so many stories have specific locations, such as the east bank of the Pranée River thirty years ago, and the west bank of the Pranée River thirty years ago.

They also like to fabricate stereotypes, labeling places as if they were labeling other races with stereotypes.

For example, the Huan Shan Palace Garden is the most sacred, the Di Chu is the most filthy, the Second Garden Street has the most wealthy people, and the Court of Judgments dungeon is the most terrifying.

Ordinary commoners are not qualified to access the dungeon of the court. The most terrifying thing for them is running out of money, but it doesn't sound good. Besides, the nobles have the most say.

They all say the courtroom dungeon is terrifying, then the courtroom dungeon must be terrifying, even more terrifying than being penniless and jobless!
At this moment, deep within the dungeon of the courthouse, which was regarded as a monstrous flood by the Montreal mountain people, several figures sat in a cell decorated like a study.

The magic lamps on the wall mimic natural light, and apart from the lack of a view from the windows, this room is almost indistinguishable from the study outside.

The Blackwatch Legion Commander, the Chief Mage, and Albek sat facing each other.
Despite being a traitor and a prisoner, the legion commander and chief mage were dressed in civilian clothes. Although Albek was wearing a blood-stained mage robe and looked pale, a closer look revealed that only the robe was dirty; there were no signs of torture on his body, and his pale face was simply due to some kind of paint.

"The Empire will next declare the Blackwatch Legion a traitor, creating the illusion of internal strife so that the Demon Lord can easily breach the Northern Wall. However, intelligence indicates that the Skaven High Priest of Stun has appeared in the far north, making deals with demons, and may know about our plans."

The source of the information was naturally Annan. The Skaven High Priest had a good plan: the news of the Empire's feigned weakness would greatly help the demons—but he never expected that the news would leak out from the demons themselves.

"The Inquisition is investigating the mole, and at the same time they have discovered that the Chaos Cult intends to contact you. They have decided to stick to their original plan and have us play along, pretending to be corrupted by Chaos, so that they can rescue you and take you back to the snow mountain with the Chaos Cult to find out what the demons and ratmen are planning."

Annam always adhered to the principle that if the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up, so he would send a copy of the intelligence he obtained to the Empire.

The result is that he was the only one who was troubled by the truth, but now there is another empire soaking in the water.

"Join Chaos... I agree."

Albek knew better than anyone the consequences of being corrupted by chaos, but he still agreed without hesitation, only...

"Annan has just accomplished a great feat."

Albek shook his head. He hadn't even had time to be happy when he suddenly learned that Blackwatch had betrayed the country and joined the Chaos Cult... How could he accept that?

(End of this chapter)