440: A little red book that was accidentally dropped

Chapter 439: A Little Red Book Accidentally Dropped

After tens of thousands of years of continuous expansion, the area of Suweier Imperial Capital is very large, equivalent to several large noble territories pieced together.

Correspondingly, the number of Elf Gold Firms in Suweier Imperial Capital is also large, exceeding thirty.

Ten minutes later, Dick followed Claude to the largest Elf Gold Firm in Suweier Imperial Capital.

The director is a Water Elf over four thousand years old, named Curridge Didalian. He is also the highest person in charge of the Elf Gold Firm in the Suweier Empire.

Although Curridge is not from the Flower Elf Clan, he was very fortunate to marry into the Didalian Family, thus gaining this noble surname.

Of course, not everyone is qualified to marry into the Didalian Family.

Curridge himself is also a talent; he is exceptionally gifted in financial management and happened to fall in love with a female Elf from the Didalian Family.

Sometimes life is like this; while effort and talent are indispensable, luck is the most important thing.

"Isn't this Lord Claude? You grace us with your presence without prior notice; I wasn't prepared to welcome you..."

As soon as Dick and Claude entered the Elf Gold Firm, Curridge's voice immediately rang out, followed by an enthusiastic smiling welcome.

Due to long-term frontline work and frequent reception of various distinguished guests, Curridge is naturally textbook-level in handling people and affairs.

Dick casually glanced at Curridge's identity information; he was a level 64 Archer with not very high professional talent.

After a few pleasantries, Claude got straight to the point, "Director Curridge, we have indeed come to you with a request."

"Heh heh, please tell me what it is. The Elf Gold Firm and the Suweier Royal Family have cooperated for a long time; we are close friends!"

Seeing Curridge's continued enthusiasm, Claude lightly coughed and whispered, "Actually, we want to investigate a foreigner named Victor, regarding his account..."

"Impossible."

However, before Claude could finish, Curridge directly refused, sounding like there was no room for negotiation, even though a smile still hung on his face.

"Director Curridge, this is related to Commander Ruien's assassination case. That Victor is very likely..."

"Rules are rules, Claude," Curridge put away his smile, his gaze carrying a hint of coldness, "We will never disclose any customer's information."

A large part of the reason the Elf Gold Firm is renowned worldwide is its absolute neutrality; they are very famous for strictly adhering to rules.

This is also why the gold notes issued by the Elf Gold Firm were once more valuable than gold and were hard currency worldwide!

Seeing this, Claude did not give up. He didn't want Dick to see him as a joke; after all, this concerned the face of the Suweier Empire.

"Thinking back to the founding of the nation, even when the empire was short of money, it still raised a large amount of funds to build the Elf Gold Firm..."

"A new country must have an Elf Gold Firm as early as possible to gain a firm foothold!"

"Do you remember over twelve thousand years ago, when hundreds of Elf Gold Firms were robbed, it was the Royal Family who intervened and busted the criminal gang..."

"Maintaining national order and upholding the dignity of the law is what the Royal Family should do!"

"Curridge, don't forget, when you were down and out back then, it was an Empress of my Suweier who supported you..."

"Hmph, I sacrificed my beauty and accompanied her in nightly revelry for over ten years, isn't that enough?"

Seeing that Curridge refused to budge even half a step despite various attempts to leverage their relationship, Claude's face turned grim, and he said in a deep voice, "You should know that Your Majesty was just assassinated not long ago!"

"I regret that," Curridge said neither subserviently nor arrogantly.

"This is the territory of my Suweier. Maintaining national security is the most important thing. Your Elf Gold Firm's rules should not override the constitution!"

This was Claude's ultimatum. If the soft approach didn't work, he would try the hard one. If neither worked, then... there was nothing he could do.

Helplessly, Curridge gently shook his head, and then spoke that classic line.

"It is Suweier that needs the Elf Gold Firm, not the Elf Gold Firm that needs Suweier. If the constitution and the Elf Gold Firm's rules cannot coexist, then we will leave."

As soon as he heard this, Claude knew it was hopeless. He turned to look at Dick and sighed softly.

It seems investigating Victor will require a long-term plan...

Seeing this, Dick smiled without speaking, turned around, and left. He had not exchanged a single word with Curridge from beginning to end.

Plop!

Suddenly, Dick "accidentally" dropped a little red book, and Curridge's attention was instantly drawn to it.

Because this little red book was the fate teaching scripture!

"Oh! Young man, so you are also a follower of Fate. We can have a drink and discuss doctrine sometime..."

Basically, anyone holding an important position in the Elf Gold Firm is a devout believer in Fate, and Curridge is naturally no exception.

After all, the actual controllers of the Elf Gold Firm, the Didalian Family, are loyal supporters of the Destiny Divine Sect.

Although there is no explicit rule, everyone knows that if you want to rise through the ranks in the Elf Gold Firm, not joining the sect will make it impossible to advance.

Dick deliberately pretended to be hard of hearing and walked a few more steps forward, while the fate teaching scripture lay quietly on the ground.

Curridge furrowed his brow and quickly stepped forward to pick up the fate teaching scripture. When he saw the cover clearly, his pupils instantly contracted.

Because there was a beautiful signature clearly on it - Afra Didalian!

These were absolutely noble characters, whether it was Afra or Didalian.

As for whether Dick had forged this, Curridge could directly conclude it was not, because he knew the unique floral scent on Afra.

For every Flower Elf, the most prominent identity characteristic is undoubtedly their innate body fragrance.

Curridge immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He never expected that Dick, a human youth, would actually carry Afra's fate teaching scripture with him.

You know, as a devout follower of Fate, it is absolutely impossible to easily give one's fate teaching scripture to others.

The more he thought about it, the more horrified Curridge became.

Subconsciously looking up, Curridge saw Dick's meaningful smile, and his body immediately shivered.

Before Curridge's brain could react, the muscle memory formed over many years prompted him to speak.

"Esteemed guest, please move to the VIP room. I will fully cooperate with all your requests!"