Chapter 17: Insufficient

"What?"

"Gasp!"

"Damn!"

Countless reactions resounded the area as the spectators witnessed the whole scene.

*After the guard thrust his spear. "World Energy: Release: Sharpen" As Z dodged the thrust and cut his limbs*

"Splash!" as blood spurt into the ground

"Agh!" cried the guard while holding his injury.

After the cry a lady came out of the bank.

"What happened here?"

"Madam, he cut my arm, he is attacking the bank!"

"How dare you attack the Central Bank!" shouted the woman as flames started to form in her fists.

"That was not my intention, I am a customer. That guard refuses to let me in" Z said calmly as he showed the token to the lady.

Eyes of a man inside the bank started to lit up as he saw the token pulled up by Z

"Oh, please! What could a poor bas--" she was interrupted mid way

"Shut up!" as a tall man with long silver white hair slapped the back of the lady's head and said.

The man who appears to be in his late 20s, touched his monocle as he observed the token in the hands of Z.

"Splash!" as the head of the one-armed guard exploded.

"President wh--"

"I said, shut up! If you offend this man even further then even your life would be insufficient to erase your offense" The long hair remarked without having his eyes deviate from the token.

"Good, sir! Please pardon the ignorance of this manor, being blind enough to not even recognize you." said the president as he bowed towards Z.

"Ah, Uhm... It's okay...can I enter now?" he asked out of confusion. He was still shocked by the events that occured. He didn't even see how the guard's head exploded.

"Of course, sir. Please follow me" said the president in a solemn tone.

The two of them went to the second floor of the manor. The gazes of the spectators were filled with bewilderment as they followed the sequence of events that just occured.

"That was...the president. He actually... bowed to a beggar." muttered by the people around.

They entered the office of the president after reaching the second floor.

"Sir, please forgive the unbearable reception. The bank will provide due compensation." the president said as he moved behind his desk, not daring to sit down.

"It is fine. It already happened anyway" said Z, dismissively

"Let me give you a proper welcome. I am the president of the entire Central Bank, Silver. I welcome you to the headquarters of the Central Bank, mister...?"

"Z"

"Mister Z, please have a seat"

After Z sat down, Silver finally did as well.

"May I know the purpose of the visit, sir?"

"Oh, I am here to withdraw the money represented by the token" Z said, as he handed the token

"As the token was still from the era 500 years ago, I would have to take a little bit of time to gather all the data. I beg the great sir to wait."

"Sure, of course. Take your time." Z said with a smile.

The smile appeared sarcastically to Silver. He felt a slight shiver in his spine as he touch the crystal ball in his desk and say "Lara, bring the best tea in my office and serve the guest for a while"

"What was that?" asked Z

"The... crystal ball? ... Sir?" asked by the seemingly confused Silver

"Yes"

"It is a communication device, sir. It converts soundwaves to mana then transfers it to the designated crystal ball to release the sound waves spoken."

"Wow! Wait--mana?"

A bewildered look appeared in the face of Silver as if he couldn't believe the ignorance of his customer.

"Oh nevermind, continue with the transaction" said Z as he noticed the look of Silver.

"Okay, sir. I will be back shortly."