The Dark King - Chapter 345
Chapter 345
Chapter 345
Study room in the second floor. Ryan family.free๐๐ฒ๐๐๐๐ฏ๐๐ก. ๐๐ผ๏ฝ
Old Fulin dismissed the maid as he sat by the desk. Only Sander was accompanying him in the room. Old patriarch sighed as there was worryied expression on his face.
Sander was by his side. He couldnโt help but ask: โFather, are you worried about the barbarians? It shouldnโt be difficult for the military to protect the barrier if their background is taken into the account. In case even if the army fails the Holy Church and magsitrate wouldnโt sit by. At worst we will retreat to the other edge while we wait for the reinforcements.โ
Old Fulin shook his head: โChil, Iโm not worried about armyโs war but our battle.โ
โOur battle?โ Sander was stunned.
Old Fulin continued: โThe war is a disaster for some while opportunity for others. All the six consortia are aiming for huge profits. Especially the prices in the mining industry have skyrocketed recently. There will be forces that profits from these fluctuations. The Holy Church has been praying to the God of Light in their platform. So if there was really a God then why hasnโt he destroyed the barbarians yet? Iโm not sure how much wealth Holy Church has donated to help civilians. Moreover some forces will push the alchemists from the dark church to fight in the shadows. They will use them for their own needs. Everyone is on the move except us. Not only we wonโt gaint any benefits but there will be few who would take this chance to destroy us!โ
Sander face slightly changed: โAre you referring to Mellon consortium?โ
Old Fulin sighed: โItโs very difficult to avoid the disaster at this point. I hope Mellon consortium will be attracted to their problems with Scott consortium or we will be its food in this chaotic period of war.โ
Sander was alarmed: โArenโt you a bit too pessimistic? We have architect Dean as our support. Mellon consortiumโs every move has become fruitless because of him. In this chaos they wouldnโt dare to provoke Temple or Holy Church.โ
โThe problem is that Dean is outside the giant wall in this critical juncture. He is not in Temple of Elements. Iโm not sure whether he has deliberately exposed such a flaw to lure in Mellon consortium or he hasnโt taken this into account. If itโs the latter then Iโm afraid our head will be chopped off!โ
Sander was stunned: โFather since the situation is so urgent should I sent a message to call him back?โ
โHe is outside the giant wall and unfortunately we donโt have a stronghold there so contacting him is not an option. We can only wait for him to find us.โ Old Fulin sighed: โBut the hunt may take two or three days even a week or two is possible too. Iโm afraid it will be too late when he comes back and he will become a prisoner once again.โ
Sander was shocked as he realized the seriousness of the situation: โFather, arenโt you exaggerating the thing? He is an architect of the Temple. How can he be imprisoned? Mellon consortium canโt intervene with the members of the Temple!โ
Old Fulin continued in a bitter tone: โWe werenโt involved much in politics so you didnโt have enough experience or else you would have understood. Maybe this time after the incident you will open up your eyes to the reality of life. There are many ways to achieve a purpose and most of the time those paths are hidden way too deep. Most people canโt see through them and the ones who are aware try not to be involved in such matters!โ
Sander anxiously asked: โFather, are we going to sit still?โ
โI have sent a message to him and I hope we will be able to contact Dean and the news will reach to him. โ Old Fulin sighed: โThe rest depends on the strings of the fate. Perhaps the Ryan family was never meant to rise again. Its just unfortunate for the boy. If someone nurtured him and gave him extra five years then he would be one of the characters at the top of the outer wall. Even Rudolph from Burong family or Chai from Rostov family wouldnโt be match for him!โ
Sander was silent for a moment before he said: โI wonโt pity him even if he is dead after the storm.โ
Old patriarch looked at his son but didnโt say anything. He leaned against the chair and slowly closed his eyes.
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The next day.
Old Fulin was eating breakfast with the family. He wasnโt even finished when he heard the voice of butler. There were few people that followed in behind him.
However it seemed that those people werenโt invited by the butler but forced him into the dining room. The voice of a man echoed in the room: โWe are here to recover the debt and will go back soon.โ The man who spoke was middle-aged and was wearing a knightโs uniform while a silver medal hang on his shoulder. There were two young knights who walked behind him.
Old Fulinโs face sank: โYou are tresspassing onto private property! Itโs very rude of you!โ
The middle aged man laughed in disdain: โRude? Old patriarch your family owes us 428,600 gold coins. Is it not rude?โ
Old Fulin was perplexed.
Sander, Jake and the others sitting on both sides of the table were stunned. They suspected the thing man said.
Old Fulin spoke: โWhat kind of nonsense are you uttering? When did Ryan family owe you money?โ
โWell!โ The middle-aged man snorted as he took out the sheepskin roll from his arm: โThis is the contract and everything is clearly written. Nothing will change even if you go to sue me at magistrate!โ The man throw the contract.
The sheepskin roll fell down by Old Fulinโs foot.
The middle-aged maid quickly picked up the roll and handed it to Old Fulin.
Old Fulinโs face was gloomy as he opened the roll. His face turned paleas he skimmed through the content. By the end his face turned red in anger. He glared at Jake: โYou unfilial son! How could you have done such a thing? This is what you owe so you should pay for it!โ
He threw the parchment at Jake.
Jake was scared as he caught the sheepskin roll. He opened it in hurry and skimmed through. He stood up in shock: โItโs not me! When did I sign such a contract? Impossible!โ
The middle-aged man seemed to be happy seeing such a scene occur: โMr Jake, you may not remember now but last time at Moulin Rouge you loudly made the statement. How can you forget? Itโs written in black and white! Do you want to default on your promise?โ
It seemed that Jake was hit by lightning as he understood everything: โYou have framed me! I have signed another contract! You are despicable! You have done a crime by falsificating a contract, Iโll sue you!โ
The middle-aged man touched his face which was full of saliva spitted from Jakeโs mouth as he spoke in anger. He raised his hand and pushed Jakeโs chest. The man looked at Jake: โGo on, sue me! Do I have to show you the road to the magistrate?โ
โYou! You!โ Jakeโs eyes had turned red.