Chapter 62 (1)

My Dear, You're Swallowed by Debt (3)

A moment later.

The villagers, who had been protesting outside the store without any success, swarmed around the overseer who had just come out.

Their faces full of worry, they began to bombard him with urgent questions.

"What happened inside?"

"Did the negotiations go well?"

"Is the problem solved? Can we exchange this for gold coins?"

"Please answer us! Why aren't you saying anything? You're making us worry..."

"Please don't tell us it's not possible."

As the barrage of questions became almost deafening, the overseer stopped in his tracks, and the villagers' attention focused on him.

But there was nothing he could say in this situation.

What message could he possibly deliver?

There was no ideal answer to be found here.

"..."

His silence was met with more complaints from the villagers, and they began to demand a solution from him, the overseer. At that moment, the door of Carter Bank suddenly opened, revealing Rockefeller, the true power behind the store.

As Rockefeller appeared, everyone's attention shifted from the overseer to him. Thinking of his safety, Rockefeller had been hiding among the priests. When the villagers turned their attention to him, he began to speak.

"Everyone, please calm down. I will explain everything about the background of today's chaos."

Despite his promise to explain, the villagers continued to shout and could not be easily calmed.

However, shouting alone wouldn't solve the problem, and they needed a reasonable explanation, so one of the villagers took the lead in quieting everyone down for a moment.

As the protesting villagers outside the store quieted down, Rockefeller continued to explain the situation.

"We will protect your gold coins even if the world splits in two, and this is clearly stated in the IOU promissory notes you have!"

Of course, some villagers disagreed with Rockefeller's statement.

"Then what about these Gold promissory notes! Why are you refusing to exchange them now when you used to do it before?"

At this, Rockefeller's expression turned cold, and he countered.

"I have already explained everything. We have no obligation to take responsibility for those promissory notes."

And all the blame should be directed at the lord, not at Rockefeller or Carter Bank.

The villainous debtor disguised as a lord was the one to blame.

"All the unpleasant events that happened tonight were caused by the lord himself, and I want to make it clear that we are completely unrelated to this!"

One of the villagers shouted.

"Then what are we supposed to do! Are you telling us to go die like this!"

"What about our gold coins!"

Despite their outcry, Rockefeller remained unfazed and quickly responded.

"I cannot take responsibility for your gold coins on your behalf. However, the Gold promissory notes you have brought are not just worthless pieces of paper!"

"Then what are they!"

"As stated on them, they are promissory notes written by the lord, and you can directly exchange them. If you need gold coins, you can take the promissory notes from our store and go directly to the lord to demand gold coins."

Then, sighs mixed with voices erupted from here and there.

"How can we go to the lord and ask for our gold coins..."

"You have to make sense."

"What power do we have!"

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