Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

March 7th was greatly surprised after hearing this.

"What the hell?!"

"They've been calculating interest for over seven hundred years?"

She started counting on her fingers and began to do the calculations with difficulty:

"Uh... even if the initial amount is small, it'll still grow to a terrifying number, right? Can't you be a little more lenient?!"

Dan Heng shook his head slightly:

"That seems to be what was stipulated in the contract... Yan Huan also mentioned that she wouldn't pay it back and even considered tying up Toppa on the spot and breaking ties with the company."

"Huh?" March 7th was greatly shocked:

"How can you do this? Toppa is just a working man, it's obviously not going to work!"

Sambo sat in the main seat, filled with righteous indignation:

"What are you saying? The people of Belleburg are innocent too! If they had a choice, who would want to be a deadbeat!"

March 7th squinted his eyes:

"Aren't you a deadbeat?!"

"Times have changed!" Sangbo said calmly.

"As long as Jepard can't catch me, I'll remain a law-abiding citizen!"

"Oh? I heard someone's thinking about me."

A man slowly stepped in, his gaze falling on the blue-haired man sitting at the very top:

"Sambo, I didn't expect you to come here."

"Huh? Garrison Commander Jepard?!"

Sambo immediately stood up from his chair, his pupils wide open:

"Holy crap, what are you doing here?! Who told you I was here! March 7th, were you?!"

"Get lost!" March 7th said, hands on hips, speechless.

"I'm not so bored as to travel all the way from Cripper to find Jepard and expose you!"

"Then why did he come in?!" Sambo shouted, pointing at Jepard below who looked completely bewildered.

There must be a traitor among us!

"I'm sorry, I received orders from the High Warden to come to Cripple Castle to find her."

Jepard looked around and asked:

"Where is the Great Guardian?"

Dan Heng said calmly:

"She just left, probably in the corridor on the other side."

"Well, I see."

With that, Jepard hurriedly left.

They didn't even glance at Sambo at the very top.

Old Sambo found this even more unbelievable:

"No, he just left like that? Does he look down on me?!"

March 7th said speechlessly:

"What kind of twisted mentality do you have? Isn't it a good thing for you that he's gone?"

"That's true, but I still feel some physical discomfort!" Sangbo clutched his shoulder in alarm.

"He's so cold, I'm not used to it!"

"So you really are a psychopath, right?" March 7th was speechless.

Bronya, however, stood there blankly, unable to come to her senses for a long time.

The cold wave had finally passed, and now we've learned that Belloberg owes an enormous sum of money.

"What should we do?" Bronya gripped her sleeve tightly.

Sensing Bronya's inner turmoil, March 7th patted her shoulder and reassured her:

"What are you afraid of? Even if the sky falls, your mother will hold it up. She won't even panic."

"I'm afraid Mother is just putting on a brave face again," Bronya sighed.

"Interstellar Peace Corporation... must be very powerful, right? If we really provoke them, it will probably be much more terrifying than the cold wave."

"Moreover... they are also the party providing the deposit, and we are the ones who owe the money first. If a conflict really breaks out, or if we turn against each other with knives and swords, we will be the ones who are in the wrong."

Seeing Bronya so worried, March 7th couldn't help but feel anxious as well.

She's right, the current situation is far from optimistic.

No matter how you explain it, the fact that Belloberg owes money is undeniable.

"Sigh, why is he arguing with the company again?" March 7th said speechlessly.

Back when I was in Xianzhou, I was arguing with Yan and the company's salespeople in Jinren Alley, and now I'm back again...

Immediately, on March 7th, he looked towards Danheng:

"Danheng, we've already exchanged contact information with Toppa, so why don't we try negotiating again...?"

“I don’t think Toppa is a difficult person to talk to. Maybe if we can cheer her up, we can get the interest waived or reduced a bit.”

"..."

Dan Heng remained silent.

When they first met Topa in the snowfield, their sensory experience was actually quite good.

"Hmm... I also think we can negotiate further."

Dan Heng looked towards March 7th and said in a deep voice:

"You can give it a try."

……

Upper Belberg area.

History and Culture Museum.

The site has now been rebuilt, and the exhibits are now stored here.

Toppa stood silently by the wall, looking up at a painting.

"A painting from 600 years ago... tentatively valued at 270,000. There are 34 such paintings... that would be 9,180,000."

Upon seeing Topazhen there on March 7th, he was overjoyed:

"Topa, you really are at the history museum!"

"Ok?"

Hearing the shouts, Topa slowly turned around, saw that it was March 7th, and smiled faintly:

"...Oh my, it's the two of you again! What kind of incredible fate is this, bumping into each other three times in one day?"

"This isn't a chance encounter; we came here specifically to find you...!" March 7th hurried over:

"Regarding that debt... is it really impossible to make an exception any further?"

"Ah... is that why you came?"

Upon hearing the purpose of March 7th's visit, Topa actually breathed a sigh of relief and smiled as if he had escaped a disaster:

"I thought... I was going to be hated by the nameless passengers on the Star Train, and you would never talk to me again."

"correct……"

"How is Mr. Yan Huan's impression of me? I was so clueless; seeing him sitting at the very top, I actually mistook him for the Great Guardian..."

"Could you two please introduce me to him again? I'd like to sincerely apologize for my rashness..."

Seeing Toppa's sincere attitude, March 7th quickly waved his hand and said:

"Ah... you don't need to worry about him. That guy and that blue-haired guy just like the top spot."

"Their routine is stealing money and valuables from Cripples..."

Chapter 384 But you've already been targeted!

"Huh? Really?"

Toppa seemed somewhat incredulous; how could he have stooped to theft?

In her understanding, the nameless stranger shouldn't be so poor that he would need to steal to make a living.

"Well... let's not talk about him for now."

Topa slowly turned around, smiling faintly as she looked at the painting in front of her:

"Have you seen this painting? Although I don't know much about art appreciation, I can probably tell something from the painter's brushstrokes."

"Hmm... how should I put it?"

"The whole picture conveys a kind of... sadness. Not the kind of fleeting sadness that ordinary people experience when things don't go their way... It's a feeling that is much longer and more profound."

"That kind of sentimentality seems to have condensed history. Through his brushstrokes, the painter has summarized the suffering of several generations of the Berloburg family... no, dozens of generations."

On March 7th, gazing blankly at the antique-looking painting, he then scratched his head modestly and shyly.

"That's pretty much what I think too."

"Oh?" Toppa turned around with considerable appreciation, looking at March 7th:

"It seems Miss March is quite knowledgeable about these things as well."