Count Ammancia was now flustered.

No—it's not so much panic as some unspeakable reason, an inexplicable uneasiness, suddenly growing from the bottom of my heart. Since someone under his command informed him of something, this matter has become the fuse of his current mood, making him unable to eat well, unable to sleep, and even sitting on the sofa feeling weak and short of breath.

He pondered - what was it that made him feel inexplicably flustered? Amencia is a man who has never believed in strange doctrines, and he firmly believes that all his emotional fluctuations must have something to do with what happened to him.

And recently...... What happened to you?

Once again, the Count of Ammancia forced himself to calm down, snatching back from his messy memories the things he thought had been enough for his attention in the last month, and sifting through the prefrontal lobes—this time, he had finally caught some fleeting piece of information.

“…… No, I'll have to ask. After thinking of this, with the not-so-low IQ of the Count of Amancia, even if it is a subconscious analysis in the mess, you can see that there is a lot of writing behind this. He almost jumped up from the couch and ran to the study in three steps and two steps, startling the maids who were cleaning in the room with such exaggerated and eager movements.

"Fuck off." Impatiently pushing away the maid who seemed to be a little sluggish because she had never seen him like this, Amasia rushed directly into the study, and then quickly turned on the guide switch of the communicator - Goddess bless, goddess bless, don't let your ominous premonition just now come true!

After dialing the number with some trembling, Count Amencia waited with bated breath. Every few seconds, Count Amancia's brain flutters with the ticking sound coming from the communicator; He fidgeted in anticipation, expecting the familiar voice to sound, to dispel the panic he had just uttered for no apparent reason.

Pity...... Reality is cold and unforgiving. Because it had not been connected for a long time, the piercing sound of the flow of guiding force that automatically hung up caused a great shock to the heart of Count Amasia.

“…… Lou...... Lufas, you guy, really dare to ......" Count Ammancia's lips trembled, his face turned pale, and his body seemed to be drained of strength in an instant, and he fell straight down on the large armchair in front of the desk, "Okay...... It's really ...... It's really ...... like this."

"......" sat on the chair, calming his breath while thinking crankily, Count Amasia couldn't help but feel a little annoyed and sad when he saw that he was the only one in the huge study—the servants outside the door must have heard the screeching sound of the chair legs rubbing against the wooden floor when he fell on the chair. But no one, out of concern, came in to see—or try to do so.

Not a single one.

Servants and stewards, is it out of fear, or is it for some other reason? Count Amencia didn't want to dig too deep. He's not a character who can get used to being alone, but now the situation is special.

He stood up silently, pushed open the door, and walked without looking back towards the bank of Balyahhat. There was the last piece of evidence hidden, and the last hope he had in the true sense of the word—he didn't know where he got the courage to do it.

"Count Amancia, please ...... Ah! When the bank manager saw the figure of Count Ammancia, he groveled as always to welcome him, but he didn't want to be waved by Count Ammancia's hand, and he almost stumbled. The latter ignored him, walked straight to the front of the bar, and said to the clerk with a somewhat glazed gaze, "Get me document A523." To the latest version. ”

“…… According to the bank's regulations, an appointment is required 2 days in advance to view Category A documents......"

"Make an appointment!" Count Amencia slapped heavily on the table in front of the staff, "I'm going to see it now!" Bring it to me, or else—"

The young man was obviously frightened—he knew that this man seemed to be of no low status, but there were no less domineering nobles who frequented the bank? It's just that although they have a bad attitude, at least they never make trouble unreasonably, and this time they were scolded for no reason, so they naturally looked shocked and aggrieved, and looked at the hall manager on the side.

"Count Ammancia, it seems, is in a hurry." The bank manager, who was pushed away, glanced at Count Amencia with resentful eyes imperceptibly, and then immediately changed to a false smile: "Since it is Lord Count Ammancia, let's make a special case this time." You go and get this thing done. ”

The clerk glanced at Count Ammancia with some fear, muttered a word of peace, and obediently complied. Soon after, he ran back with an envelope.

The Count of Amencia did not thank him, and without saying a word, he snatched the envelope roughly, and then opened it three times and five by two, and then he couldn't wait to open it, as if he would die if he didn't see the contents in the next second.

"The latest behavior is ......" finger swiped over the layers of the trading symbol, and its corresponding stock code, and Count Ammancia's breathing calmed slightly. It seems that he hasn't made it this far, which proves that he has only recently made such a decision on an ad hoc basis.

He didn't plan it that way from the beginning...... Just, hindered by the recent form? Is your own suspicion superfluous?

Count Amencia didn't expect that in this way, he would be even more uncomfortable. This kind of ambiguous result may not be what you want. If he could confirm any of these results, he could immediately make a decisive judgment, but in this case, he was in a dilemma.

"Has anyone else been here today? The more suspicious kind. He asked the hall manager coldly.

“…… No, everything is normal today. "Except for you, the bank manager who was too embarrassed just now secretly mocked in his heart.

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"Document No. A...... ? As for this windfall, Helliga said that he really didn't expect it - he just casually threw a not-so-obvious listening circle in the bank, which only lasted for a few hours, in order to confirm that the oblivion magic had indeed taken effect. However, just as the circle was about to lose its effect, he suddenly heard a voice from the Count of Amancia.

Moreover, as a result, a seemingly very important piece of information was obtained—that is, this so-called Class A document, which is a very important kind—seemed to be hiding some kind of secret that was hidden.

"I was still wondering what to do with that big lump." Heliga snickered, "It's okay now...... It seems that it is possible to skip further work. ”

"Heliga." A soft exhaler interrupted his thoughts.

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