Clatter, clatter...
Hooves struck the hard bluestone road, ringing crisply.
In less than a hundred meters, the imposing building that had seemed so tall from afar had already come into view.
"Whoa~!"
Moss reined in the horses, gradually bringing the carriage to a stop.
She jumped down from the carriage and glanced around for a moment before turning her gaze toward the building before her.
It had a romantic yet stately classical air, with a high-ceilinged portico and imposing gray-white stone pillars.
The rounded arched windows, stonework at the corners, exquisite reliefs, and ornate metal gates all exuded elegance and grandeur.
Everywhere... the air was thick with the scent of money.
"As expected of a savings bank in a major city. They're really rich."
Moss examined it for a moment, unable to keep a satisfied smile from appearing on her face.
With this much money, paying out fifty thousand gold coins certainly wouldn't be a problem, right?
That way, she wouldn't have to make another trip to Ponsgal.
Just as Moss was secretly calculating, a man dressed as a gatekeeper walked over.
"Hello. Please don't leave the carriage parked in front of the entrance."
He raised a hand and pointed to the side, politely gesturing toward Moss.
"Please park the carriage over there."
Moss came back to herself, looked up, and nodded at him before saying with a smile:
"Okay, thank you."
Her hoarse yet gentle voice was like a wind chime softly reminding passersby.
The pedestrians coming and going nearby all shuddered, their gazes involuntarily drawn toward the voice.
A fleeting glimpse: snow-white, flowing hair, exquisitely beautiful features, and a smile like an angel descending into the mortal world.
These were the impressions everyone shared at that moment.
At the same time, a sense of doubt inevitably rose in