The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1161 - 348: The True Demon King Never Looks Back at Explosions_3

Knowing full well that the value of these lands he held would soon double, how could he be foolish enough to agree to Wilson's proposal and let this hungry wolf take even a small piece from his plate?

Of course, he wanted it all!

If he could leverage this surefire deal to establish a relationship with Prince Colin, why not even consider the portion in Wilson's hands?

Wilson immediately caught the arrogance and rejection in his words, finally realizing the true intention of this fellow's invitation to discuss matters on the lawn.

This was blatant humiliation!

His face turned from red to pale, and finally, he cursed softly, throwing the club in his hand to the ground vehemently, and walked towards his carriage without looking back.

"Hahaha!"

Watching the furious back of his "good neighbor," Ralph couldn't help but burst into hearty laughter.

He had been holding back for a long time to see that expression on the guy's face, and now he didn't have to continue the act.

"Looks like our Mr. Wilson stepped on cow dung this morning and is in a bad mood. May Saint Sis bless him, haha!"

Finally, after laughing enough, Ralph muttered to himself, mocking, and casually tossed the club to a nearby servant.

However, his triumph did not last long, as urgent shouts nearly trailed after Wilson's angry departure and floated over.

"Master! Master!"

Ralph turned back, only to see his wife Mira hiking up her skirt, her face carrying a trace of panic, as she hurried over from the direction of the mansion.

Her breathing was rapid, and she was tightly clutching a newspaper that had just been delivered, seemingly the cover of the "Holy City Daily."

"What's wrong, my dear? So flustered, it's not like you at all." Ralph frowned, took the newspaper, his tone with a hint of reproach.

However, once his gaze fell upon the paper and he saw the report about the Imperial Royal Bank's refusal to provide a loan for the "Dantes Group," the smile on his face froze instantly.

Especially when he read Hogan Nora's harsh wording, leaving no room for courtesy, Ralph's complexion turned pale.

By Saint Sis...

He actually dared to call Sir Dantes a con artist!

How dare a mere bank manager!

Forcing himself to calm down, Ralph patted his wife's cold hand, comforting her.

"Don't panic, my dear. This... might just be some misunderstanding between Mr. Hogan and Sir Dantes. We mustn't lose our composure first."

He paused, trying hard to make his voice sound more composed, cautiously continuing.

"However, there is indeed something odd here. Prince Colin just left, and Governor Hogan dared to turn on his people... as for those lands in White Dew Town, I think we should wait and not be hasty in acquiring them all."

The Imperial Royal Bank was the Emperor's purse, unlike other private banks, ostensibly there weren't any specific nobles backing it.

Nevertheless, in an empire where power dictates everything, "having no background" also means "being subject to manipulation," in other words, anyone can exert influence over this powerless bank manager.

With his years of experience in the Holy City, Ralph almost instantly grasped the underlying dynamics behind the entire event.

Without a doubt—

Prince Colin had a minor issue with some bigwig in the Holy City, and that bigwig didn't want to completely fall out with Prince Colin, hence using such an apt means to give a wake-up call to the overly ambitious Prince.

But...

Who might that person be?

Could it be the Castellion family?

It's rumored that Andre always wanted to introduce his daughter to Prince Colin, but Colin obstinately declined, even hurriedly leaving Holy City, possibly to avoid the overly enthusiastic lady.

If the Castellion family perceived this as an affront, retaliating with their influence isn't impossible.

However—

If this reasoning holds, given the prince's recent escapades in the Holy City, the number of families having a motive for this action is not limited to just Castellion.

Beads of sweat formed on Ralph's forehead, he once thought himself a vulture soaring in the sky... until he faced the true invisible hand of power.

The Council of Elders in the Holy City was like a colossal black box, even he could only guess to judge the treacherous currents behind it.

Nevertheless, treading cautiously is never wrong.

Halt the acquisition, wait and see, this was his most cautious and correct judgment.

If it's just these current loans, he'd tighten his belt for a while, at most adding some collateral to the Imperial Royal Bank's White Dew District Branch, it wouldn't bring the Devol family to the brink of bankruptcy.

However, Mira's next words were like a cold iron hammer, striking heavily on his chest.

Her face white as a sheet, lips trembling incessantly, she murmured in a near despairing voice.

"Too late... dear, it's already too late."

...

"Too late?! What's too late!"

Ralph's voice instinctively rose a few pitches, grabbing Mira's cold shoulders with urgency in his inquiry.

"Didn't I say last night to wait and see?! What have you done behind my back?"

Mira's face was as pale as paper, her lips trembling uncontrollably, even unable to hold onto the "Holy City Daily," which fluttered to the ground.