Mondstadt City, Dandelion Street.

A lantern hung on the pillar, emitting a dim glow to dispel the nearby night, and Li Qiuzhi hid his figure with the help of the shelter of the alley house.

Just when he wanted to visit Lucar's house at 86 Dandelion Street directly, he saw a middle-aged man who was slightly younger than Sanborn walking out worriedly.

If nothing else, he's Lucar, so where are you going so late?

Li Qiuzhi felt that things were not simple, so he hung him from afar.

Although Li Qiuzhi is not very good at tracking, with the help of the night and the nearby houses with complex layouts, while controlling himself not to make any sound, he has not been noticed by following an ordinary person.

He didn't go far, and at this time Li Qiuzhi watched Lucar enter an alley that was a dead end.

Is it to meet someone?

The light from the street lamp couldn't shine too inside, so Li Qiuzhi had to lean over slowly and silently, and then climb up to the roof from the other side of the house, the process was also silent.

This is facilitated by his control over the strength of his body.

Lying on the roof paved with red tiles, Li Qiuzhi was a little nervous, afraid that he would accidentally cause the tiles to loosen and be discovered by Lucar in the alley below.

Luckily, nothing like that happened.

Li Qiuzhi raised his head slightly and glanced at the alley, and the scene in front of him made him slightly surprised.

In the depths of the alley that could not be illuminated by the street lamps, a layer of darkness was cast, and with the astonishing vision of his strong physique, he could only faintly see a man in a masked cloak standing in front of Lucar.

That outfit is all too familiar, isn't it the debt handler of the Fatui!

Their role seems to be not only to help the Fatui collect their debts, but also to assassinate and gather intelligence.

Moreover, they use special sacrificial sword weapons that can attach fire elements, and they are also proficient in some kind of assassination technique of temporary stealth, and are very dangerous agents among the Fatui.

How could Lucar get involved with them?

Li Qiuzhi did not stare at the bottom unscrupulously, after all, these specially trained agents might be aware of others' observations of him.

Luckily, the sound of conversation could be heard on the rooftop.

"Mr. Christie, please give me some more time, and I will definitely scrape together enough money to pay you back."

Lucar's face was ugly, and he pleaded in a low voice to the guy in front of him who couldn't see his face clearly in the hood.

In response to Lucar's request, Christie reluctantly spread his hands:

"It's already a shame that you didn't go directly to your house, and you don't want your wife and children to know that you have a lot of debts behind your back, so I said that if you get out of the trapping nets that Tarn has newly made, we will help you with the Mora you borrowed from the Northland Bank."

Lucar gritted his teeth in the shadows of the alley:

"How is that possible! That's what we hope for in Tarn to rise in Mondstadt and even in the international market, as long as it succeeds in mass production......"

"You don't have a choice!" His words were forcibly interrupted.

Christie, the debt handler wearing a cloak hood, said through the black mask on his face:

"Your loan contract at Northland Bank clearly states that it will be repaid within a time limit, and it is already our limit to find a way to give you a three-month extension.

"If you don't go to the Northland Bank, you have the right to ask the Knights of Favonius to transfer your house and your stake in Tarn to the bank, and if there is a shortfall, you will face jail time.

"Then you will have nothing and your reputation will be ruined!"

Lucar was pale by what he said, because he was right, but how could so many Mora be found for a while.

"It's all because you're too greedy, and you actually take out a loan in your own name to your company's project investment in exchange for share dividends, although the idea is very good, and the development of new fishing gear is also going well, but you don't seem to be able to wait for it to go public."

There was another burst of cynicism under the mask of the debt handler, Christie.

"You bastard, don't you just want to steal our results!" Lucar shouted angrily.

“... Hey, be quiet, if you attract the Knights of Favonius of the Night Watch, I'll give you out. ”

Clitis smiled playfully.

“... Call. ”

Lucar's voice was silent for a while, and then he said in a much calmer tone:

"You are just for money, you can trap fishing nets if you want, but you must keep my right to dividends, otherwise it will not be handed over to you anyway."

"Even if you are ruined and your wife is separated, how many years will you have to be closed?" Christie wondered who gave your confidence to make such a claim.

"Yes!"

"......," Christy patted his ear, wondering if he had misheard, and after a moment of silence he said, "Yes, I agree to your request." ”

In order to realize Her Majesty's plans, the Fatui did need a huge amount of money, which is why they went to great lengths to make money by all means.

This time, through the disclosure of the reason for the loan from the Tarn Fishing Tackle Factory, the Northland Bank learned that they had developed a special fishing net that could actively trap fish.

The senior management of Northland Bank judged that the potential of this fishing gear was not small, but as a regular foreign bank, they could not make small moves openly, so it was their turn to deal with the debt.

It's just that Christie didn't expect this old boy to be so hard all of a sudden.

But what about promising you, when the time comes, let you be gone, and go to the kingdom of God to find your Lord Barbatos to ask for dividends.

Under the black mask, Christie smiled sinisterly.

"Really?" Lucar's expression was a little surprised, and the ghost guy actually agreed.

"Of course." Christie took two steps forward and patted him on the shoulder, then gave him one last glance sideways, "But you have to hurry, we don't want to wait any longer... Hum. ”

Christie ignored the poor fellow Lucar and walked out of the alley without looking back.

At this moment, a bright light came from the left, Christie's eyes narrowed slightly, and his right hand quickly grabbed the wrist, holding a sharp dagger in his hand, and it was extremely cold in the lightless night.

"Innocent!"

Chris snatched the dagger with a twist of his hand, slamming Lucar into the wall as he attacked from behind.

"Sitting in the position of sales executive, you haven't exercised in years, and you're not even as good as a slime, it's too dull." Christie's words were full of coldness, "It's good to know some things, you have to do it yourself!" ”

A strangely structured Hunter Sacrifice Knife was pulled out from behind, and Christie continued, "You see, while you are important, you are not necessary! ”

“... Cough... Ahem..."

The blow to his back caused Lucar to cough, and his hand was stained with blood spraying.

Looking at the alloy blade on the sacrificial knife approaching step by step, Lucar seemed to reflect his wife and children, his old friend who was deceived by him, and the first half of his life that he struggled hard.

At the end of the day, it's all a dream.

From the beginning, he thought that if he couldn't talk about it, he would end it together, but he didn't expect him to be so unbearable.

On the roof above the alley, Li Qiuzhi looked at the current situation that had evolved inexplicably, and he only felt that something had gone wrong, but he couldn't let them kill him.