8th June, X781.
Valley Town.
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"So.... You're telling me you'd like to borrow twenty million?". Sir Randall sent the commoner sitting adjacent to him a doubtful glance.
Caleb Hawkins nodded as his brows furrowed with seriousness. He was ready to do whatever it took to get that sum...
Lord Randall Von Laurent III, was a foreign nobleman who'd moved to live far from the capital city, Liberio. They said he gained a lot of money from gambling and being a loan shark.
Rumor also had it that he was seriously involved in underground/ black market tradings.
He moved around every decade to a new country.
The nobleman's eyes moved to his trusty butler, Chadwick who stood upright beside him before trailing back to the peasant before him.
He laughed mockingly. "You almost got me there!", cheerfully slapping his flabby belly.
"Okay, let's cut past the jokes. How much do you actually want to borrow, good sir?". There was a stern look on his face.
"Twenty million".
