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"Damian!!"

The old colonel stared at Damian, who stood calmly behind the barrier, his face ashen. "What exactly do you want to do?"

"As you can see, Colonel,"

Damian waved his hand, and Bartolomeo, understanding, removed the barrier. "I'm helping you resolve this crisis."

"Don't worry, the banking crisis is over. People won't even realize they brushed against a hopeless future. Everything will be back to normal."

Now that things have come to this, James has no doubt that Damian is truly capable of resolving the crisis after acquiring those two banks.

What this guy is showing now is terrifying enough.

There's no need for someone like him to lie like that.

just.

Looking at Damian's gentle smile, the old colonel felt a mix of emotions welling up inside him, and a surge of pent-up anger was stuck in his chest, unable to dissipate no matter what.

He could only sigh dejectedly, "You...you're a madman."

There was no other choice.

Now I've been completely dragged down by this bastard.

If the higher-ups find out that a naval colonel colluded with local gangsters to seize citizens' property, he will definitely suffer the consequences.

"Damian!"

Where was the former gentleness on the old colonel's face?

"You had better do what you said!"

"It's a pleasure working with you."

Damian reached out his hand to the old colonel.

Colonel James gripped Damian's hand tightly.

Since there's no turning back, let's just go all the way down this path!

Whether I can retire peacefully or not, I at least have to earn a future for my foolish son.

The old colonel, burdened with worries, returned to his quarters at the base with his son and subordinates.

"Dad?"

As soon as he stepped inside, Riel couldn't hold back any longer. "What's wrong with you? You've been acting strange since earlier. Is something going wrong? I told you Damian wasn't trustworthy; he was right about to make a boast!"

He said angrily, "I won't let that guy get away with it!"

The old colonel, who had been wearing a gloomy face, suddenly turned around, stared straight at his foolish son, and grabbed his shoulder with his right hand.

"hiss!"

Riel gasped sharply, his face contorting in pain. "Ouch! Dad! What are you doing! It hurts so much!"

"Don't mess with him!"

Colonel James warned, "Riere, son, don't mess with Damian. That guy is not someone you can afford to offend."

"what?"

Riel looked bewildered. "Dad, what are you talking about? Even if that kid has some skill, you're a colonel at headquarters!"

"Just remember this: that guy is far more terrifying than you imagine!"

James spoke solemnly, his tone still carrying a hint of lingering fear.

Although he had previously attacked Damian in a fit of rage, upon calming down and thinking it over, he realized that if Damian wanted him dead, he would probably be powerless to fight back.

That guy was not only a swordsman who had mastered the art of breathing, but also a terrifying ability user.

Just as Riel was about to say something, seemingly understanding but not quite, there was a knock on the door.

The old colonel opened the door, and outside stood a captain from the base, carrying large bags and packages. Not only him, but also two lieutenants followed behind him, each carrying a lot of things.

"What does this mean?"

Colonel James asked in surprise, "Someone sent me something?"

The somewhat overweight naval captain winked at James, his eyes filled with a smile James couldn't decipher. "Isn't that right? He specifically instructed me to deliver it to you personally, Colonel!"

"What?"

The colonel was completely bewildered. His only relative in the world was his son, and he didn't have many friends at headquarters. Who would send him something?

But seeing his bewildered expression, the captain said with admiration, "As expected of you! You're far more capable than us!"

What is this guy saying?

James felt that he could understand each word individually, but when they were put together, he couldn't understand them at all.

The captain leaned closer to the colonel, handed him what he was holding, and whispered, "Mr. Damian said he wants you to improve your living conditions."

Damian?

James was taken aback, then looked at his subordinate in astonishment.

Now he understood the meaning behind that look.

I never imagined that someone like you, a naval officer, would be a friend of Mr. Damian.

That's roughly the idea.

Damian, just how far have you corrupted the Navy?

Later.

The father and son closed the door and stared blankly at what was in front of them.

"Father?"

Riel's voice trembled. "This—that Damian guy, what exactly does he mean?"

The colonel remained silent.

It's no wonder the father and son were astonished; the pile of things in front of them was rather frightening.

The large and small bags carried by the navy were filled with pewter, jewelry, and gold.

When all of it was poured out and piled on the ground, it formed a small mountain of treasure, which was truly astonishing.

"That adds up to at least several hundred million peggs, right?"

Riel swallowed hard, his eyes wide. "Is that guy bribing us? That's...that's really generous..."

When has he ever seen so much money?

Riel licked his lips and cautiously looked at his silent father. "Dad, should we... return it to him?"

The old colonel suddenly turned his head and looked at his son.

The lieutenant lowered his head guiltily, as if he had been pricked by a needle.

"call--"

The white-haired old man let out a long sigh, as if he had expelled something along with it. He sighed and said, "Keep it."

"Huh? Dad? Is this... alright?"

Moretti Estate.

"Big brother, that's a billion Berries, isn't that too much?"

Bartolomeo sat on the sofa with an air of superiority, picked up an apple, wiped it slightly, and put it in his mouth.

"Money doesn't matter; the key is what you get in return for spending money."

Damian, who was sitting behind his desk working on documents, spoke casually. He paused but did not look up, "Besides, I made a fortune last night, so it's not unreasonable to share some with my friends."

"Haha, I get it!"

Bartolomeo laughed heartily, "That old man won't be able to get away with this now."

That's right. The money that was sent over was taken from the vaults of the two banks last night.

"Oh, right."

After laughing, Barto said seriously, "Big brother, I've brought those guys back to you again."

"Bring it in."

Damian Road.

"Bring it in!"

Bartolomeo shouted at the top of his lungs.

Immediately, the study door was opened, and guards escorted a group of people in.

These are the kind people who gave Damian the two banks this afternoon.

"Damian, what exactly do you want to do?"

Connie Jonah, whose face was already bandaged and wrapped up like a dumpling, spoke with a sob in his voice.

This is outrageous! I just sent him home and had only just managed to get him treated by a doctor when he was arrested again.

"Believe me, everyone, I'm doing this for your own good."

Damian put down his pen and slowly pulled a pocket watch from his breast pocket. "If I don't take extra precautions, you'll most likely be courting death."

"Now, look this way."

the next day.

An explosive news story swept through the town of Logue.

Moretti Bank announced in the Loguetown Daily News that it had completed the acquisition of Loguetown Commercial Bank and Corny Bank, and from today onwards, Loguetown will have only one bank.

Moretti Damian, the current head of the Moretti family, who is only twenty years old, proudly declared in the newspaper, "Some people say that our Moretti Bank is running out of funds, and this acquisition is the response to that! Words are meaningless; Moretti speaks with actions. Starting today, Moretti Bank's annual interest rate will be increased by one percentage point."

The entire town of Rogue was immediately in an uproar.

In addition, Moretti Bank's reputation instantly reversed after it demonstrated sincerity during the massive bank run a couple of days ago.

However, people were more interested in Damian's second announcement in the newspaper.

He said, "I like unwavering dreamers, so I want to invest in their dreams. You can dream, I'll support you."

Damian announced that he would establish a Dream Foundation to invest in dreams that he believes are worth investing in.

Investing in a dream – this is indeed a first for me.