Chapter 24: The Banker and the Vampire

  Bangalore district, Basavanagudi is a famous rich area.

  At the outbreak of war, Laddie Gaunt snapped up a mansion he named "Golden House" at a low price from a wealthy family trying to escape the coastal areas vulnerable to air raids.

  Just as the publishing house was named "Golden Rairy Publishing", the pure-blooded earth spirit tribe made Old Gavial-Rairy infatuated with gold and things of the same color as gold.

  As for being pegged to the price of gold, the lush green Loraine Republic's legal tender "Lant", that can only be Old Gavrelle-Raile's second infatuation.

  However, at least this afternoon, neither the glittering gold nor the green and oily Lant could attract Old Gavi-Riley's attention.

  The reason was simple, staying in the golden house mansion, imitating the upper class people drinking afternoon tea, Old Gavi - Lyle, from his specially sent mouth to stare at his mortal enemy Ivana, learned a message that made him very confused.

  The red-haired queen, Evanna-Bain, like a young girl, lost her composure and dragged out the poor devil who wrote "The Little Prince", which made Old Lai Li resentful, and ran out of the Emerald Pattern Publishing House with joy.

  Lagavi-Railly, the man in charge of surveillance, faintly heard Evna-Bain walking and talking to that poor devil from the slums about something "waiwai".

  "What's going on?! Tell me... what in the world is this thing?!"

  Apart from finding the pronunciation awkward, Lajos Rácz really couldn't understand what it was all about, so he could only stare at the servant who came to inform him with wide eyes.

  "Master, I don't understand, matters related to publishing... you've never allowed us servants to know too much about..."

  That servant replied weakly.

  "Shut up! Alright, never mind what the hell this waiwai is for now, where did they go? Evna Bein and that insolent little devil from the slums who dared to humiliate me, where exactly did they go?"

  There was no doubt that the servant's answer left Old Gavril-Railey very dissatisfied, it wasn't what he wanted to hear and also hurt his dignity.

  Lagavi-Raili, feeling that he had made a great effort, barely restrained himself from grabbing the three-ruble ceramic teapot that was within reach and smashing it against his servant's forehead.

  "They went to Redwood Street, to Mr. Sol's bank!"

  That servant also understood Lagavi's temperament very well, so he hastily told him the results of his investigation.

  Redwood Street is also located within Bangalore and backs onto Cloverdale Avenue, where the Golden Villa mansion is situated.

  Although only separated by a street, the land price of Trifolium Street is almost twice lower than that of Redwood Street. Therefore, Redwood Street is actually the top residential area for the noble families in White Sand City, while Trifolium Street where Old Gavi is located can only be considered as a second-rate wealthy district that is not quite up to par with the best but still better than the rest.

  "Go find Soares? Ha, how stupid! That old man Soares is almost being kicked out of Bangalore himself because of the bank run, and you're going to go look for him... Stupid! How stupid!"

  So, thinking of the banker Solss living on Redwood Street, about to go bankrupt like a mangy dog, and then slinking away with his tail between his legs, Old Gavril-Railey couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of pleasure.

  This gloomy psychology of waiting for others to be unlucky made Lao Gavriel-Raily, who didn't understand the meaning of "waiwai" at all, finally calm down from his bad mood.

  Foolish Evna, this time, I see that you have the name of Red-Haired Queen - how should you die.

  ……

  Almost old Gavi - Lyle, with malicious anticipation, was waiting for Sol and Evna to go bankrupt as soon as possible. The conversation between Sol and Evna had already ended the pleasantries and entered the substance.

  "Miss Yvonne, what is this thing you're talking about that's going to shock me... hmm... waiwai?"

  Nor did he know how many days it had been since he last shaved, so the stubbly and worn-out banker Saul was also asking the same question that puzzled Old Gavie earlier.

  Saul is already one hundred and forty-two years old this year, but time has not left the marks it should on his face, and with his whiskers he still looks absolutely no more than thirty.

  It is said that Baisha City once had a rumor that Solace was actually a thin-blooded god, but this rumor was exposed many years ago. Solace was not a god at all, but a - blood clan.

  Blood relatives, yes, they are also called vampires.

  In this otherworld, vampires are not some rare and precious existence. As long as they follow the law, do not kill, and are willing to spend money to buy fresh blood, even the benevolent camp's priest and holy warriors will treat them as if they did not exist.

  "There is no evil race, only evil individuals."

  This proverb is a phrase often muttered by many pastors and holy warriors.

  But at this time, Solus, who had nothing to do with the mysterious and elegant bloodline, was only pointing at Evna in a puzzled manner.

  "Ah, Mr. Sol's question, I'll answer it," Malong said with a cough, successfully drawing Sol's attention before continuing: "What is called YY, can also be called fantasy, it is used to realize things that cannot be achieved in reality, it is a literary work with naive ideas, grand content, and plot developments that seriously defy factual logic. It can release the repressed emotions of readers by making them feel very satisfied."

  Thanks to the data in his mind, Ma Long effortlessly and accurately explained the meaning of YY to the banker Sol.

  "Alright, I understand, young man, but what does this have to do with me?" Sol's eyes, heavily lined with dark circles, only briefly fell on Marlon before shifting back to Evana: "Miss Evana, my steward told me that you came to see me, not to withdraw that deposit. So... am I right in assuming that you've brought some way for me and my bank to get out of this damned liquidity crisis?"

  Ma Long was ultimately too young and too unknown, no matter how much his appearance conformed to the aesthetic standards of the Blood Clan, it was impossible for him to be taken seriously by Sol at this time.

  "Yes, I have brought an opportunity not only to resolve Mr. Soles' current crisis but also to make Mr. Soles' bank the most renowned and reputable bank in Baisha City."

  Under Thorold's expectant gaze, Yvonne nodded her smooth round chin.

  Pausing for a moment, Yvonne pointed at Malong and added in an emphasized tone: "The only chance."

  "Is he the key to resolving the crisis?"

  As a bloodline and a banker among the bloodlines, how could Solis not see Eveena's obvious indication?

  But just like this uncertain inquiry, Malone in Saul's eyes is now ultimately too young and too unknown.

  "Malong, tell Mr. Solas about your genius three-win plan and those YY that break the limits of imagination in detail."

  This reaction didn't surprise Evna at all, so she just said calmly.

  "As you wish." Malakai shrugged his shoulders towards Evana, then he turned back to Solace and began to reiterate in a light and airy tone the words he had already spoken at the Emerald Quill Press: "Mr. Solace, first, we need..."