Chapter 346: Huge Debt

Lane family, second floor study

The desk night light, Flynn dismissed the maid next to him, and only Sandro was accompanied in the room. He sighed and looked at the night outside with a worried look on his face.

Sandro was serving on the side. Seeing his expression, he couldn't help asking: "Father, are you also worried about the savages committing crimes? With the background of the army, it shouldn't be difficult to defend the 'Wall of Protection', right? If the army fails, the Holy See of Light and the Inquisition will not sit idly by, besides, when the wall of protection is captured, we can retreat to the edge of the inner wall and wait for reinforcements from the inner wall."

Fulin shook his head slightly, sighed, and said, "My child, what I worry about is not the army's war, but our war."

"Our war?" Sandro was stunned.

Fulin said: "The war is both a disaster and an opportunity. It is estimated that the six major consortiums are aiming at the huge profits brought by this war. You can see that the price of the mineral industry on the market has soared recently. It is a pity that the wealth was earned but lost. Reputation. Look at the Holy See of Light and the Court of Justice. The Holy See of Light has built prayer platforms in various squares. When the war comes, it will surely pray to God. Oh, if there is a God, why not destroy this savage? Civilians, I don’t know how much material and wealth they will donate to the Holy See of Light. As for the evil Dark Holy See that gathers potions and alchemists, it is likely to push the direction of this war from behind. All the forces are using the hands of the savages to win We are the only ones who need what we need, not only will we not be able to gain any benefits in such a war, but other forces will miss them and take the opportunity to destroy them!"

Sandro's face changed slightly, "You mean the Mellon consortium?"

Fulin sighed, "Disasters are hard to avoid, and blessings are hard to resist. I hope the Mellon Consortium will be drawn to the Scott Consortium, otherwise in this chaotic time of war, we will definitely be their food."

Sandro was surprised and said: "Is father's remarks too negative and pessimistic? We still have the Dudian envoy behind us. The Mellon consortium has always tried to deal with us to no avail. Now even in chaotic times, the light The authority of the Holy See and the Temple of Elements is not to be provoked, they should not dare to provoke our anger at this time, right?"

Fulin smiled bitterly and said, "But the problem is, Dean is now outside the wall, and at this critical juncture, he didn't sit in the temple of the elements. It was really a misstep. I don't know if he deliberately revealed such flaws to lure Mellon. The consortium attacked, or really did not consider this point, and went outside the wall, if it is the latter, I am afraid that this time we will fall hard!"

Sandro was stunned, thought for a moment, and said, "Father, since the situation is so urgent, shall I send someone to call him back immediately?"

"He's outside the wall, you can call him if you want. We haven't built a stronghold in the channel outside the wall. It's impossible to contact him. You can only find him after he actively contacts the inside of the wall." Fulin sighed, "But hunting outside the walls usually takes two or three days, or even a week to two weeks before returning. I'm afraid that by the time he comes back, the foundation has been pulled and he will become a prisoner again."

Sandro was taken aback, only to realize the seriousness of the matter, he couldn't help saying: "Father, is it too exaggerated to say that? He is the envoy of the Temple of Elements, how could he become a prisoner again? Could the Mellon consortium still intervene? Can't you go to the Temple of Elements?"

Fulin said bitterly: "Our Ryan family has less family business and less opportunities for you to experience alone. You will understand it later, maybe after this incident, you will understand that many things do not rely on one way to go. To get through, there are many ways to achieve the goal, but those roads are hidden too deep, and ordinary people can't see it. Even if someone sees it, they are self-confident and reluctant to go! Knowing something, if you go outside the wall, you will be dead!"

Sandro was shocked, although Fulin didn't say it clearly, but the last sentence made him realize his father's worries instantly, as if he was enlightened.

"I have sent someone to inform,

When he contacts the wall, he will get the news. Fulin sighed and said, "The rest is up to fate. Perhaps our Ryan family is over, and it is destined to be difficult to turn over. It's just a pity that this young man, if someone cultivates him, give him another five years. It must be a figure at the top of the outer wall area, even the Srudi of the Bloom family and the Chestov of the Scott Consortium are incomparable! "

Sandro was stunned, silent for a moment, and said, "If he can't get through this difficulty, even if he dies, it won't be a pity."

Flynn glanced at him, said nothing, leaned back on the chair, and slowly closed his eyes.

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the next day.

Fulin had just finished breakfast with the younger generation of the family, and before he had time to leave the table, he heard the housekeeper announce that someone was coming from outside. While shocked, he sat firmly in the chair and ordered the housekeeper to bring people in.

However, before the housekeeper turned around to lead the way, someone broke into the door, and his voice first entered the ears of everyone in the restaurant: "You're welcome, I'll go back when I'm down to collect the debt." During the conversation, a middle-aged man stepped in. , followed by two young knights, handsome and vigorous, built wearing the official knighthood awarded by the Knights Hall, and it was intermediate silver.

Fulin's face changed slightly, and his face soon sank, and said: "It's too rude to trespass this castle!"

The middle-aged man looked arrogant and sneered when he heard the words, as if he was poked into a laugh, with a look of disdain on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Sorry? Old Patriarch Fulin, your family owes us 428,600 gold coins. , isn't it rude?"

Flynn was startled.

Sandro and Jike on both sides of the dining table, as well as the other children, all looked up in amazement, suspecting that something was wrong with their ears.

Fulin's face sank, and he said, "What nonsense are you talking about? When did our Ryan family owe you money?"

"Humph!" The middle-aged man sneered slightly, shook out a parchment from his arms, and said, "This is the contract, it's written clearly, even if you go to court, you can see it clearly!" Then, he threw the thing at Flynn.

The thing was not thrown correctly and fell at Fulin's feet.

The middle-aged maid next to her hurriedly bent over to pick it up and handed it to Fulin.

Fulin's face was gloomy, he opened it, and just after a few glances, the gloomy color on his face suddenly changed, his face was pale, and when he saw the end, the paleness on his face turned to anger, he put away the sheepskin roll, turned his head and glared. Looking at Jike under the dining table, he said coldly, "You unfilial son of a bitch, how did I give birth to something like you? You owe it, you should pay it back yourself!"

After he finished speaking, he angrily smashed the parchment at him.

Jike was startled, he didn't care to hold the knife, he hurriedly caught the sheepskin roll, hurriedly opened it to check, suddenly widened his eyes, stood up abruptly from the chair, and said, "Impossible! Me, what am I? When have you ever signed such a contract? Impossible!!"

The middle-aged man seemed very happy to see the scene in front of him, and said with a smile: "Mr. Jike, don't you remember, the last time you were in the Moulin Rouge in Lido, what you said was very loud, why did you forget it in a blink of an eye? These black and white letters are all for your own purpose, and now you want to default?"

Ji Keru was struck by lightning and rushed in front of him, roaring: "You framed me! The contract I read at the time was not like this at all, you are despicable!! You are a crime, sign me with a fake contract , I'm going to sue you!!"

The middle-aged man reached out and touched the spit on his face, raised his hand and pressed it on Jike's chest, pushed him back two steps, tidied up his clothes, and said indifferently: "Go and sue, what is the way to the court? Don't I need to tell you again?"

"You! You!" Jike's eyes were red, and he stared at him with a tearful look.

The two middle-level knights next to the middle-aged man looked at him indifferently, ready to take action to stop him or even knock him down! 8 For more wonderful novels, welcome to visit our school