The sunlight shines through the cracks in the curtains, and it is a little dazzling.

Bill got up from the bed and rubbed his temples, the next room had just gone through a heated argument, and now only the cry of a woman remained.

Looking at the mechanical clock, there are still two hours left until the end of recruitment in the mine.

"Finally, do I still need to complete the commission after I have the power?"

"The Brotherhood knows my bottom line, and if they hunt me down or report me, will I be able to get away?"

Try to mobilize the strength, the shadow is restless.

But he couldn't control the shadow from the ground to attack, and he couldn't wake up the shadow circle and take out the flintlock pistol to defend himself.

Somewhat deflated.

"This power is more suitable for use at night, I don't know what to call it, dark shadow, shadow or shadow?"

"Hopefully it won't just work in the dark. ”

"I still have no choice but to do things for the Brotherhood, and they are absolutely capable of obliterating me. ”

"I don't know what I'm going to get paid to take on a job like this. ”

"Alas, it is only possible to take one step at a time. ”

When I came to the bathroom, the woman in the next room was still crying, and the crying was incessant, which made people upset.

Several men were crammed into the bathroom, chatting about the latest news about G. Kronci, including last night's homicide.

Bill's body froze instantly, not daring to look up.

"Did you hear that someone was killed in the alley next to West Street last night. ”

"No wonder it was so noisy last night that I didn't sleep well. ”

"It is said that the deceased was shot and killed, and the police have not yet found the killer. ”

"I have to pay so much tax every year, can't I sleep soundly at night!"

"The government is corrupt, and the police are all rubbish!"

"Be quiet, beware of being taken away by the police, say something else, the couple finally divorced, I heard that men often commit domestic violence......"

"Men are tall and have a bad personality, they only bully women, and they should have divorced a long time ago. ”

While the men were still chatting, Bill squeezed into the bathroom and cleared his head with cold water.

Hurried back to the room, put on a cashmere sweater and deerskin boots, took a few deep breaths, and stepped out the door with everything.

The destination is in the central square of the Ciudad de Guikron, where the Sivar mine opens its doors in the middle of each month.

The average miner earns four gold pounds a year, including food and shelter, and four gold pounds is already a lot of money, but only a few men can become coal diggers.

Bill had something to do before signing up for the job.

Bill's medical examination may be searched, and Bill feels that keeping a low profile is an important way to survive, and he needs to keep his money and valuables in the bank.

While shadow spaces can store items, they must be eroded and are not practical.

He planned to keep his brass pocket watch in the bank for the time being, so that he would not be found out to be a wizard like he had done last night.

He didn't choose to put the watch in the shadow space because he didn't know if the erosion would cause changes in the properties of the watch, and if the watch was important to him, it was equally important to keep it in its original state.

Asking about the hotel attendant, Bill heads to the bank.

The rise of the banking industry is also recent, with the Industrial Revolution bringing about a large number of emerging markets, expanding factory production scales, and rapidly increasing corporate demand for capital, and banks specializing in credit business.

There are more than a dozen banks in the city, all of which are located on the financial street on the east side of the city, and there is no shortage of local banks and private banks, and the Norman Royal Central Bank is located in the center of the financial street.

Standing in front of the Central Bank and watching, Bill saw a lot of people coming in and out, mostly in elite suits.

There are also delicate women wearing lace dresses and carrying cowhide bags, holding their heads high, glancing at Bill's clothes, their eyes full of contempt and disdain.

Bill decides to leave, he doesn't know his name, he doesn't have anything to prove his identity, he may be questioned if he enters rashly, and he doesn't want to deal with the police.

"Find a small bank, you don't need identification, it's better not to ask anything. 」

At the end of Financial Street, a billboard stands in front of Barclays Trust Bank, with slogans that intrigue Bill.

"Line of credit, no collateral, one second loan!"

"Item preservation, very low commission, never ask too much, swear to protect privacy and property security!"

The front of Barclays Trust Bank was deserted and the billboard was covered in dust, and Bill hesitated.

"Is it reliable?"

"It can't be a foreskin company, right?"

A woman walked out of Barclays Trust Bank, listless, and suddenly became excited when she saw someone at the door.

"Sir, I'm looking for a reliable bank!"

"What do you need to do?Loans?Savings?Precious goods management?"

"Of course, no matter what business you want to handle, you can't go wrong with Barclays Trust Bank!"

The young woman flocked Bill into the bank, completely different from the depressed look she had just looked.

There were only two clerks at Barclays Trust who were sorting out the papers, and one clerk saw Bill come in and seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by the other.

Bill looked around, and the Barclays Trust Bank's operating license and proof of assets were hanging on the wall, but the same dust.

"I'm looking for a reliable bank. ”

"But I'm very busy, I don't have time to listen to wealth management products, and I want to save things directly. ”

Bill sat back on the leather sofa, and the young woman quickly took off her trench coat and sat opposite.

The trench coat is worn boldly and edgy, with stockings and a short black lace skirt showing off the thighs, and a round-neck pullover sweater, which seems to be one size smaller.

She looks sweet and elegant, but unfortunately her eyes are shrewd and capable, and she does not contain erotic desires.

"Sir, my name is Elijah, may I know your name? ”

"My name is ...... Bill, Ms. Elijah, please hurry up and introduce, time is limited. ”

Bill frowned, the mechanical clock showed that there was still an hour left until the end of the mine's recruitment, and he had no time to waste.

"Okay, I see. ”

"You only need to rent a safety deposit box, and the safe is charged according to the time of rental and the size of the box. ”

"Mr. Bill, how long do you plan to rent it, and how big are you going to keep it?"

"It doesn't have to be big. ”

Gesture with your hand.

Illya got up and walked to the back door of the bank, and quickly came out with the safe deposit box and placed it in front of Bill, smiling heavily.

"There was only one key to each safe. ”

"The key is the only proof that you can retrieve your belongings, and with the keys you can retrieve your belongings at any time, please keep them safe. ”

"Barclays Trust Bank will defend your secrets and property to the death!"

Illya's eyes were eager and her attitude was sincere.

After much thought, Bill took the key.

After leaving Barclays Trust Bank, he felt a little relieved and went straight to the mining recruitment point.

He did not worry too much about the credibility of the banks, which would be difficult to declare bankrupt, and the government would not allow the banks to fail without authorization and devour people's property.

And the most important thing for Bill right now is how to get the results of the institute from the mine, and if he fails, he no longer has to worry about whether his money and pocket watch are safe.

Inside the Barclays Trust Bank, Illya was still holding the safe, leaning back on the sofa and rubbing her temples, exhausted.

Playing with a gold pound in his right hand, I don't know what I'm thinking.

"Miss Elijah, you should not receive any more clients, it is not good for the reputation of Barclays, and the lord has long said that you should go home as soon as possible, and it will be difficult for us to do this. ”

"Yes, Miss Elijah, Madame Barclay is also worried, you are too willful. ”

The bank clerk finally put down the information in his hand and looked at the woman leaning on the sofa, very helpless.

"Alright, you two don't bother me, let me finish the final work. ”

"My father took all my property, and only this bank ...... remained"

Illya got up and walked to the warehouse with the safe, and the bank clerk shrugged and sighed.

Every time Master Barclay asked Miss Elijah to come home, she had all kinds of reasons to delay, but this time, I was afraid that Master Barclay would not let her get her wish.

Barclays Group founder Kelon Barclays has three sons, each of whom has shown amazing talent in business and finance, but he has only one daughter.

So Illya doesn't need to work, she's the hope of Colon Barclay, the only hope for marrying government officials and nobles!

After Illya left the bank, the two clerks looked up again and started chatting.

"The lord is angry this time, what is Miss Eliya thinking, isn't it good to marry those high-ranking officials and nobles?"

"Can't you see that even if you have a beautiful face and a hot body, no man likes to be a workaholic and thinks about work in bed. ”

"Isn't there still a rumor that she is sexually cold, I remember that you had a crush on her when you first came, haha!"

"Tsk, as long as you talk a lot, let's do things quickly. ”

"Yes, after the accounts are settled, you can go back to the head office to get the bonus, and working here is a torment every day. ”

"But she took over the storage business, is it okay, the company's business in terms of credit has just started, but the branch here is going to close, if the news ......"

"That's not our business, and even if we prevent her from doing business, it will give the customer the impression that the employees at Barclays are not a good fit. ”

"Don't get involved in the affairs of their father and daughter, do their own work. ”

When the chatter ended, the sound of sorting out documents and writing sounded again in Barclays Trust Bank.

Illya hurried home, took off her oversized trench coat and scarf, and pulled out the safe and placed it on the table.

She did not leave the safe in the basement vault of the Barclays Trust Bank.

After staring at the safe for a moment, Illya sighed and locked the safe in her personal suitcase.