Trinity's Record of All Records!

Bloom waited for one hour before his butler returned. Antoan came back holding a file of papers in one hand, and a single paper in another.

"How is our reincarnated Terry today?" he joked as the entire way he laughed at the conversation and the childish reason Bloom gave him.

Yet how funny it was; it was the truth.

"Alright I guess," Bloom replied as he glanced over the papers, "are these the ones I need to sign?" he asked, already feeling much tired of signing all these.

"No, these are the papers I will send with your signature here along with many things related to the game," Antoan extended the single paper to Bloom, who took and read it.

"Only one percent of my account?!" he was surprised to see the figure. It was much smaller than what he had in mind.

"Hahaha, don't belittle this little figure. All the things I did all these years in the dark were from one tenth of your share."

"So…"