I asked you to draw what you like, but you drew the funeral of Fulilian

After that.

The three of them came to the territory of the Norm Chamber of Commerce.

Arrived at the checkpoint.

Philen handed her first-level magician certification to the guard officer.

After he checked Philen's documents.

"Well, you can go through."

"Well?"

When the guard officer was looking through the information of their group of adventurers, he accidentally saw the page of Fulilian.

"This is..."

He looked at the information with a pair of elf ears, and the name was Fulilian.

He seemed to recognize something.

"Please wait for a moment."

Philen was a little surprised, she asked Fulilian: "What happened?"

Then, a well-dressed attendant led the way directly in front and came to the Norm Chamber of Commerce, the core of the territory.

He took Fulilian, Philen and Shutark all the way.

Came to a spacious meeting room.

Guards stood on both sides.

Behind the large desk sat a young man dressed elegantly and with neatly groomed hair.

"My name is Norm, and I'm the president of this chamber of commerce." Norm smiled slightly, with smooth hair hanging down to his chin and ears.

He looked at Fulilian, "You are the magician of the brave group, Master Fulilian, right?"

"Please return the money you borrowed from us 80 years ago, including the principal and interest."

Fulilian was completely depressed when she heard this.

Philen saw that Fulilian: =ω=

"Lord Fulilian, have you ever borrowed money here?"

Flilian confessed, "I borrowed a little before..."

She said to Norm, "But I remember that you said you could exchange it at any time..."

Norm held a document in his hand, "This clause was not written in the loan note at that time."

He smiled and said to Fulilian, "Verbal agreements do not count."

"The previous two presidents were too naive on this point, but I am different."

Then.

On the sofa.

Fulilian put all the money they could take out now on the coffee table in front of them.

"Three Xutral gold coins, 20 Larsi gold coins."

"And some silver coins and copper coins."

Norm could see how many coins were on the table just by looking at it.

"This is almost the assets of an ordinary noble." Norm judged objectively.

Fulilian smiled and said proudly, "Great, isn't it?"

"Old President Norm, you've taken good care of us. You don't need to give me the extra money."

Flilian said generously.

"Hmm." Norm touched his chin and looked at the gold coins on the table in front of him.

"It's not enough."

While waiting outside, Hugh Tark and Philen saw that he had changed his clothes, wearing a plain white robe and carrying a pickaxe on his shoulder.

Flilian: =ω=

"To pay off my debt, I have to work in the mine for three hundred years."

"It seems that my journey ends here."

"........Master Fulilian, what are you talking about?" Philen looked at Fulilian in surprise, "What kind of outfit are you wearing?"

Seeing that Fulilian's hands were empty, "Where's the suitcase?"

Flilian had tears in her eyes, "My clothes and luggage were all used to pay off my debts..."

[Ah? ]

[Do you owe so much money? 】

【We have to work for them for 300 years? That's a long time. 】

【Life is not easy, Maomao cries, Fufu goes to the field and works on stone tools! 】

As soon as she finished speaking, Fulilian was immediately lifted up by two burly men on the left and right.

The two men carried Fulilian and walked away.

"Firen, Hugh Tark, goodbye..."

"Take care of yourself..."

Firen and Hugh Tark stared at the scene in a daze.

"What..."

Sweat ran down Hugh Tark's face when he saw Fulilian being carried away, "What should I do now..."

Firen was helpless, looking at the direction where Fulilian was carried away, "I can only find a way to redeem Lady Fulilian."

Hugh Tark said: "It sounds like Fulilian is a commodity..."

【Hahaha, I laughed to death. 】

【Hugh Tark, this mouth that likes to complain all the time. 】

【How much money is owed? 】

Firen and Hugh Tark returned to the Norm Chamber of Commerce and found President Norm.

"It's a pity that you can't do anything about this matter." Norm said.

He took out a document, "Please take a look at this."

Firen wrote the document and saw the words on it.

"If calculated according to the interest on the IOU, the debt owed by Lady Fulilian has exceeded 500 gold coins. "

President Norm sat behind the conference table and said to Philen, "Even if it is converted into the most influential Larsi gold coins in the northern countries, it has exceeded 300. "

"Excuse me, can you come up with this money?"

Obviously, Philen and Shutark can't come up with so much money.

"It seems that there is really no way." Philen frowned and said to Shutark.

"Then what should we do?" Shutark was also helpless, "We can't wait for her for 300 years."

[Only 300 years...]

[Fu Fu blinked for a moment.]

[Philen: Then I will turn into ashes.]

Night.

Under a mountain range.

Flilian sat on a stone with a cloth covering her face to block the dust.

"It's not only hot inside the mine, but also dusty."

"I don't like this environment very much. "Fulilian couldn't help but sigh.

At this time.

Four burly men came out of the tunnel in the mountain mine.

"I've heard about it from the president, Master Fulilian."

"Is that so." Fulilian lifted the scarf on her face, "Then let's get started."

Then, Fulilian summoned her half-moon staff.

The magic flowed, and a light suddenly emanated from somewhere in the mine, and it was vaguely seen that there was a glittering silver mine in it.

Fulilian pointed the staff in that direction and said to the person next to her:

"Just dig straight from here."

"Are you sure?" The burly man with a scarf on his head asked Fulilian.

"Who do you think I am?" Fulilian asked back.

Then, the burly man with a scarf shouted to the sturdy miners behind him: "Guys!"

"Dig hard for me! ! "

Then, several big men stared at the direction pointed by Fulilian, holding pickaxes in their hands.

They started digging frantically on the wall of the mine.

Then.

Flilian sat on the stone just now.

President Norm came towards them.

Flilian looked up and recalled: "Old President Norm was originally a country noble who was exiled to the northern plateau."

A face that was very similar to Norm now appeared on the screen.

About forty years old.

"By investing money, he eventually became a hero who brought material circulation to the barren land of the northern plateau."

Flilian looked at the young President Norm and said:

"President Norm provided funds for us who were still unknown at the time, and did not set a repayment deadline."

"I didn't expect that one day, his descendants would use this method to deal with me."