The Saint-Trite Insurers Association, located in the First Pillar district, was founded almost as old as the Free City-State.

Compared to the Yorktown associations, it's more of a downtown area.

When Extraordinary and William Kidman arrive in the office lobby, they are surprised by the long line of snakes.

However, after Extraordinary showed his senior insurance officer badge, the waitress in the hall ushered the two into a small reception room.

The reception room is not large, and behind the semicircular desk facing the door, there is a brown-haired young man in his twenties.

The brown-haired man was holding a scale-shaped steel seal, which should be classified and filed for the settled contract.

The mid-level insurer badge on his chest shone in the sunlight streaming in through the window.

The hostess walked over to the brown-haired man, bent down and whispered the Extraordinary's identity.

The brown-haired young man who didn't raise his head got up directly and came to the two of them with a smile.

"Hello, my lord, I don't know where it came from? Oh, by the way, you can call me Frank, Rand Frank!"

"York City Cordo Extraordinary, fortunately! We are here to receive insurance money!"

The three of them sat down, and the waitress who had gone and returned brought coffee and nodded in thanks.

Frank holds up the coffee, foaming at the center of the well-stirred coffee, a new method of milking from York City.

Wait, York Town!

Frank suddenly remembered how many days and nights he had been so busy with his work that he was dizzy and drowsy.

At this time, a cup of fragrant coffee instantly drove away fatigue, and Frank prayed to the gods more than once to bless the creator of coffee with health and safety.

Thinking of this, Frank couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart and asked, "I take the liberty of asking, Lord Cordo, are you the creator of extraordinary coffee?"

Silver-haired, young!

Although he raised his own questions, Frank directly believed that Cordo Extraordinary, who was younger than him, was the Cordo Extraordinary who invented coffee.

Extraordinary didn't expect his reputation to be far and wide, but since he reported his real name, he wouldn't deny it.

"Yes, that's right!

Extraordinary really didn't expect that the reason for his popularity was coffee, and although he was handsome, Frank in front of him was a man.

Receiving an affirmative answer, Extraordinary watched Frank jump up in front of him and pull himself to the back of the semicircular desk.

The corner cabinets on both sides opened, and there were three sets of coffee-brewing utensils in the cabinet on the left, and more than a dozen bags of different kinds of coffee beans in the cabinet on the right!

This is a big fan of coffee, listening to Frank's eloquent introduction, extraordinary smile and nod in response.

William Kidman, who sat on the sofa, watched with interest the two perform, until a quarter of an hour later, the waitress who knocked on the door took a paper bag sealed with fire paint, placed it on Frank's desk, closed the door and left.

"Ahem!"

William clenched his fists and was born as a reminder of the extraordinary.

The wry-smiling extraordinary grabbed the gushing Frank and mouthed Nunu towards the paper bag on the table.

"Oh, hahaha! Work, work first! But where do you live, Lord Extraordinary, I'll visit you next shift, don't you know that I have a few sets of sterling silver coffee pots at home for you to appreciate!"

"Okay, okay!" said the address of his water castle, and Frank happily pinched the quill on the table and wrote it down, without asking him if he could go in.

Frank sat back in the chair behind his desk and opened the paper bag on the table, revealing a yellowed parchment contract book fluttering on the table.

Generally, contracts are written on kraft paper and parchment, but only contracts with large insurance payments are written in animal skin or monster skin.

From the moment he saw the golden contract, he had already faintly believed in the existence of the gods.

On the Brave Continent, even the most heinous murderers will pray to the gods they believe in before they die, asking for forgiveness from the gods.

In this world, there is basically no market for "atheism".

As for why the gods who returned to the kingdom of God after "Ragnarok" did not descend on the continent again, there are different opinions.

Some scholars say that the gods fell, but many more believe that the gods fell into a deep sleep after the god war, waiting for the believers and their dependents to renew their faith and awaken the gods from the kingdom of God.

William, who was seated beside him, got up, went to the table, and picked up a delicate silver box on the table.

It's not the first time William Kidman has come to the Insurance Agents Association to ask for money.

Familiar with the road, William opened the box, took out the silver needle, and tapped it lightly on his finger.

With a slight push on his fingers, a bright red bead of blood dripped into the blank space in the lower right corner of the contract.

Extraordinary glanced at it, the old Jones's signature was right, as long as the contract recognized William's qualifications as the agent of the old Jones, that means that the gods also recognized.

The gods are watching the world and perceiving everything.

This is also the basis for Frank's reassurance, if he does not get the approval of the contract, William is deceiving the gods.

Divine punishment has a priority, but the Insurers Association's own escort force will punish the scammer as soon as Frank rings the alarm bell.

The beads of blood were sucked by the parchment roll, and if there was no change in the contract within three seconds, Frank would immediately warn him.

Fortunately, the moment the blood beads disappeared, a balance appeared on the contract.

The three of them were secretly relieved, there was no accident, and they were all happy.

Frank put on a black blindfold, turned his head, fumbled to put the contract back into the bag, and then, took off the blindfold and walked to the windowsill, pulled up the curtains, and threw the paper bag into an inconspicuous wide slit.

"Wait, two!"

After speaking, Frank sat upright, and lost interest in talking to Extraordinary.

Yes, the ethics of the insurer are still very good.

Generally, if the amount of insurance money is large, except for the handler, it will hardly be known to a third person.

It's like a quick glance at the extraordinary, and it's just a glance at the old Jones's signature, and he still has this work ethic.

"Ding Ding"

In less than a quarter of an hour, a pleasant bell rang on the windowsill.

Frank came to the wide slit, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he pulled out a shiny amethyst card.

"The mainland general amethyst card, you can feel free to find a bank to verify the number of gold coins in it after you go out,"

After sending the two Extraordinary out of the door of the association, Frank regained his enthusiasm and told Extraordinary that he would visit him every few days.

Extraordinary and William walked down Main Street in the First Pillar District and asked the street vendor where the nearest bank was.

There were not many pedestrians on the road, so Extraordinary casually asked, "Is it a fixed amount of property insurance?"

William: "Yes!"

Extraordinary sighed bitterly: "Why don't you buy battle damage insurance for the entire battleship? In that case, we only need to go to the dockyard provided by the Insurers Association to receive the brand new battleship directly!"

This breath is like the sunken black iron battleship is his.

William said lightly: "No money!"