CH 27.1

As the employee’s voice grew louder, there was a murmur around. They weren’t looking at Fiona, but she felt that people were paying attention to her.

Fiona clenched her pen. Sweat flowed from her tense hand and the pen slipped.

“Well, then….”

Fiona had never learned to write. She couldn’t read it even if she learned it, so did she need to learn it? Of course not.

Instead, she learned how to pronounce correctly by listening to the other person. Thanks to that, she was able to live with warm neighbors.

However, it was useless in front of a bank employee who put forth regulations.

Fiona managed to grab the sliding pen and flick a stroke.

She was told to write her name, but she couldn’t write it, so she scribbled anything.

She drew it herself, so anyone should acknowledge it as her signature,right?

“Grandma, are you joking around? You are not a kid. What is this? What a waste of paper!”

The man took the paper and tore it apart. Every time she heard the paper being torn, Fiona felt like she was being torn inside.

Fiona flinched.

“Come on, write it again. Or you can just leave.”

The man roughly put the paper on top of the desk.

Fiona turned with a tired face.

She gave up.

“Wait a minute.”

Someone caught her.

“Wait a minute.”

Her voice sounded like a young girl. Fiona just stood without knowing the meaning of the tone and warmth.

“I’ll help you.”

Fiona desperately needed help more than ever, but she doubted what the little girl could do for her.

“Please wait, please.”

The girl who said so left Fiona behind and headed to the window desk.

“Hello, mister.”

“This isn’t a playground, kid.”

The teller made an irritated expression when a young girl came following her grandmother.

“Did you come with your mother? Go somewhere else.”

“I’m here to drop off something.”

The dragon’s pledge came out of the little girl’s hands.

“I don’t need a kid’s treasure map, kid.”

“Is there no appraiser here? Shall we get an appraiser to see what this thing is?”

“Just go back. I’m not in the mood to play.”

The teller pushed the Dragon’s pledge toward the girl.

“Diana Viola Irenberg.”

“What?”

“I’m not kid, that’s my name.”

Diana took off her bonnet. She shook off her blonde hair once and smiled at the teller.

“Y-you’re the young lady of the Irenberg family?”

When Diana smiled broadly, the teller kept his mouth shut.

Irenberg was the richest Duke family in the Kingdom.

The young lady of Irenberg, Diana?

She didn’t need to identify herself. No one in the Kingdom would have dared to impersonate the Ireneberg family.

Slowly, the eyes of the teller shifted to the Dragon’s pledge.

‘There’s a high probability that it’s real.’

The Dragon Pledge, which was brought under the name of the Irenberg family. It couldn’t be a fake.

The teller waved the bell.

“Please call an appraiser.”

The teller was flustered. He stood up, smoothed his hair and offered Diana a seat.

“Would you like to sit here, Miss Diana?”

“Will you bring me a cup of tea?”

“Of course. I’ll get it ready right away.”

The teller quickly got her tea. Diana stared at the teacup and pushed it.

“It doesn’t smell good. Do you have something different?”

“I see. I’ll bring something else.”

Diana didn’t touch the second tea.

“You don’t like this either? I’ll prepare something else.”

I didn’t even ask him to do it, but the staff at the counter moved quickly.

When he replaced the tea, the appraiser called him.

In the meantime, the teller was sweating because he was dealing with Diana who was in a feisty manner.

“Is it real? Did you say it’s real?”

“Yes, it’s real.”

The face of the teller, whose expression was getting stiffer, became brighter.

The teller said to Diana, sighing, breathing deeply.

“It’s real, Miss Diana.”

“Did you think I’d bring a fake one and hand it to you?”

Diana answered sharply.

‘Why is she doing this to me? I hear the Irenebergs are great, but their education is a mess.’

The teller swore at Diana under the guise of a polite smile. Diana found fault with everything from the beginning to the end, but to him, this was a matter of her personality.

“I do. I believe in Miss Diana, but I couldn’t help it because of the procedure.”

Still, the teller had no choice but to lie. It was the grief of a banker.

“I see. The procedure..”

Diana pouted her lips. When others saw it, she looked like making a cute expression but for the teller it was rather an evil one.

‘Let’s not think of the person, think about the money.’

The teller chanted out in his mind. He really wanted to close the deal.

The task of keeping the treasure didn’t directly benefit the bank.

However, taking charge of precious treasure like the Dragon’s pledge, implied that the security was good, and it would become a word of mouth among the rich people that keeping their assets in their bank was safe.

Therefore, it would increase their customers.