In the central parts of the southern capital of Schwarz, right next to the palace of Daiban Camno, a new store had opened up.
Starting with a large boom, the shop with its magical golem workers, the availability of clothes in different sizes allowing many to leave without any adjustments, and most of all, the presence of many things outside of clothes from accessories to food items, all of this coupled with their aggressive marketing had made the place a hit with the locals and the rich.
To give them yet another sense of novelty, the shop took many special orders and made nonsense adjustments for the snobby rich, creating a place liked by both parties.
But people with any sense of business could tell.
"Buy 1 and get 2 free!"
"Sale 30% off!"
"Here, dear customer, please try this new item on our menu for free!"
Anyone with any sense of business could tell that the way the shop was going right now would just hurt them in the long run. They had to be operating on major losses in an attempt to make their business famous.
And if they did not know when to stop, they would be giving themselves in the hands of their enemies and end up sinking themselves in the unending sea of debt.
To make sure this would happen, was just the plan of a certain bank in the southern capital.
But, this being a part of their plan was the part of Albert's plans all along.
Sitting alone in the underground office he had set up from the back of the new shop, Albert pulled out a bunch of documents.
Just as expected, things were going in a bad way. Their business was slowly started to sink. Though it brought in high results, the expenditure was astronomical.
With a smile on his face, Albert rang a small bell on his desk.
Not long after, the door swung open and in came Glasses of the Dark Moon.
"Sir, seriously, can you stop calling me like that? I am not your bitch."
Just to annoy him, Albert rang the bells a few more times.
Glasses grit his teeth and pulled back the chair in front of Albert.
"What is it?" He asked. "Know that we are only cooperating because Lord Dark Moon has ordered us to."
"Don't lie, I know you're hoping he dies alone. I noticed you writing his biography long ago."
Glasses looked away.
"What was the last line? 'My dear friend glasses, I'll leave this world in your hands. Glory to the Dark Moon' huh?"
"How!?"
"Do you want me to tell him?"
Glasses bit his lips.
"How may I help you, sir?"
"It's time we move things to the next stage, glasses. How has investigation come along?"
Glasses, with a face of dissatisfaction, reached into his back and pulled out a pile of documents.
"Here, we have found all the major businesses that have any kind of relationship with the banks of the enemy of the Dark Moon."
Albert picked it up and scoured through the pages. From the biggest restaurant in town to merchants with an export line, all kinds of businesses that had taken frequent and large loans from the banks that the Fonias Family ran.
Their money lending business had made big buck thanks to these guys.
It was a business that was quite openly shady, yet these people had resorted to taking their loans from these guys. Even though it had been common knowledge amongst the top brass of how criminal the Fonias were with their methods of earning.
"These guys… should be brought to judgment too, right?"
Glasses crossed his arms and nodded.
"It is imperative we do so. We're not all that better, but well, we can do what we want to, they can't."
"What the heck? You guys have been harassing people for funds?"
"We only deal with thugs, sir. No person who shouldn't be harmed has been harmed."
Albert didn't see how that made it better.
Well, thugs could go cry in ditches and then go a feet deeper for all he cared. His friend had asked for assistance, and though he knew not what Eugene was planning, but he knew that whatever it was will be changing a lot of things.
It would be quite short-sighted to not move with keeping the outer gods in mind.
And Eugene was anything but…
"Is he?"
It didn't feel right to call the person who couldn't be bothered to hear important rules of a test not short sighted.
Well anyway, his friend had asked, and he was going to produce results.
"Send a letter to Luka, Glasses. Tell him to help those loan sharks as much as he can. Tell him to make sure they earn much more than they ever had in their entire lives."
Glasses slightly reeled back.
"Was there no other way to handle this business, sir?"
"Of course not," Albert said. "We'll be taking over all of their businesses after all. I'd rather help my friend run clean things, you get it?"
Albert stood up and moved out of the door from the office.
Now that he had decided to move things into the next phase, he had to tell the others of his plans too.
Going up stairs of the shop, on the second floor that they had reserved for themselves, he saw the same old gang that he had been stuck with.
Noa, Maria, Lily, the two children of Fonias, Rio, Sophia, Adelia and Lethe. It was a group that gave him shivers.
But that was fine for now.
These guys were going to be the key in his plans.
"You guys, it is time for you to move out."
"Finally," said Noa. "I was getting stiff in here all this time."
"Boring. The boring days are over."
"Student, is this going to be dangerous? I'll have to monitor you accordingly."
"Dangerous, yes. Just not for us."
For everyone else.
It was going to be most dangerous thing in the world.
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