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Chapter 37 Debt Handler

Mondstadt, Dandelion Street.

A lantern hung on a pillar, emitting a dim light that dispelled the darkness of the night nearby. Li Qiuzhi used the cover of the houses in the alley to hide his figure.

Just when he wanted to visit Lucar's home at 86 Dandelion Street, he saw a middle-aged man who was slightly younger than Sanborn walking out with a worried look on his face.

As expected, he is Lucard. Where is he going so late?

Li Qiuzhi felt that things were not simple so he kept him at a distance.

Although Li Qiuzhi was not very good at tracking, he took advantage of the night and the complex layout of the houses nearby, and while controlling himself not to make any noise, he was able to follow an ordinary person without being discovered.

They didn't walk far before Li Qiuzhi saw Lucard entering a dead end alley.

Is he going to meet someone?
The light from the street lamp could not penetrate very deep into the house, so Li Qiuzhi had to move slowly and silently towards the house, then climb onto the roof from the other side of the house, the process also being silent.

This is due to his control over his body strength.

Lying on the red-tiled roof, Li Qiuzhi was a little nervous, fearing that he might accidentally cause the tiles to loosen and be discovered by Lucard in the alley below.

Fortunately, this did not happen.

Li Qiuzhi poked his head out slightly to take a look at the alley, and was slightly startled by the scene he saw.

Deep in the alley where street lights could not reach, the surroundings were shrouded in darkness. Even with the amazing eyesight brought by his strong physique, he could only vaguely see a masked and cloaked man standing in front of Lucard.

That outfit looks so familiar, isn't he the debt handler among the Fatui?

It seems that their duties are not only to help the Fatui collect debts, but also involve assassinations, intelligence gathering, etc.

Moreover, they use special sacrificial sword weapons that can be imbued with the element of fire, and are proficient in some short-term stealth assassination techniques. They are very dangerous spies among the Fatui.

How could Lukar be related to them?

Li Qiuzhi did not stare at the people below recklessly. After all, these specially trained agents might notice that others were observing them.

Fortunately, the conversation could be heard on the roof.

"Mr. Christi, please give me some more time. I will definitely collect enough money to pay you back."

With an unpleasant look on his face, Lucard begged in a low voice to the guy in front of him who was wearing a mask and a hood and whose face could not be seen clearly.

In response to Lucard's request, Christi spread his hands helplessly:

"We've already given you face by not going directly to your house. You don't want your wife and children to know that you're in debt behind your back, do you? I've already told you that if you can get Tarn's new trapping fishing net, we'll help you pay for the Mora you borrowed from the Northland Bank."

In the shadow of the alley, Lugal gritted his teeth:
"How is that possible! That is our hope for Tarn to rise in Mondstadt and even in the international market. As long as we succeed in mass production."

"You have no choice!" He was interrupted.

Christie, the debt collector wearing a cloak and hood, spoke through the black mask on his face:
"Your loan agreement at Northland Bank clearly states that you must repay the loan within a certain period of time. Trying to extend the time for you for three months is already the limit we can offer you.

"If you still can't pay back the money, the Northland Bank will have the right to ask the Knights of Favonius to transfer your house and your shares in Tarn to the bank. If there is still a shortfall, you will face imprisonment.

"At that time, you will be penniless and ruined!"

Lucard turned pale because he was right, but how could so many Moras be found in such a short time?

"It's all your fault for being too greedy. You actually borrowed money in your own name to invest in your company's project in exchange for dividends. Although the idea is good and the development of the new fishing gear is going smoothly, it seems that you can't wait until it goes on the market."

Debt handler Christie uttered another round of sarcasm behind her mask.

"You bastard, you just want to steal our achievements!" Lucard shouted angrily. "Hey, keep your voice down. If you attract the Knights of Favonius on night patrol, I will betray you directly."

Kritis smiled playfully.

".call."

Lucard was silent for a while, then said in a much calmer tone:

"You are all after money. You can use the traps to trap fish, but you must retain my rights to profit. Otherwise, I will never give it to you."

"Even if you are disgraced and your family is separated, how many years should you be locked up?" Christi thought to herself, who gave you the confidence to make such a request?

"Correct!"

"." Christie patted his ears, wondering if he had heard it wrong. After a moment of silence, he said, "Okay, I agree to your request."

In order to realize the Queen's plan, the Fatui do need huge funds, which is why they try their best to use various means to make money.

This time, Northland Bank learned from the Tarn Fishing Tackle Factory about the reason for the loan that they had developed a special fishing net that could actively lure fish schools.

The top management of Northland Bank judged that this fishing gear had great potential, but as a formal foreign bank, they could not do anything blatant, so it was their debt handlers' turn to take action.

But Christie didn't expect that the old guy would suddenly become so tough.

But what's the use of agreeing to you? By then you will be dead, so go to the Kingdom of God and ask your Lord Barbatos for dividends.

Christie showed a sinister smile under the black mask.

"Really?" Lucard looked a little surprised. This devil actually agreed.

"Of course." Christie took two steps forward and patted his shoulder. Finally, she glanced at him sideways. "But you have to be quick. We don't want to wait any longer. Humph."

Christie ignored the poor guy Lucard and walked out of the alley without looking back.

At this moment, a bright light came from the left. Christi narrowed his eyes and quickly grabbed the wrist with his right hand. In his hand was a sharp dagger. In the dark night, it was extremely cold.

"Innocent!"

Christi snatched the dagger with a twist of her hand and threw Lugal, who was attacking from behind, against the wall.

"Sitting in the position of sales manager, you haven't exercised in how many years. You're even worse than a slime, too slow." Christi's words were full of coldness. "Some things are better known in your heart. You don't have to overestimate your own abilities!"

He took out a hunter's sacrificial knife with a strange structure from behind, and Christi continued, "You have to understand that although you are important, you are not necessary!"

".cough.cough."

The strong impact on his back made Lucard cough continuously, and the hand he used to cover his face was stained by the blood foam.

Looking at the alloy blade of the sacrificial knife that was approaching step by step, Lucard seemed to reflect his wife and children, the old friend he had deceived, and his own hard-working first half of life.

In the end, everything was just a fantasy.

He had thought from the beginning that if they couldn't come to an agreement, they would all be doomed, but he didn't expect that he would be so miserable.

Standing on the rooftop above the alley, Li Qiuzhi looked at the situation that had inexplicably turned into its current state. He felt that things had gotten out of hand and he couldn't let them cause any loss of life.

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