Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2419

Chapter 2419 Bank Vault

Deep in the bowels of the heavily fortified bank, the colossal doors of the vault opened, and the Tyrant led his men inside. Rain and Tamar were forced to follow, as well, finding themselves in a.

'Huh?'

The bank vault looked nothing like what Rain had expected.

In fact, it looked no different from a tastefully decorated, luxurious apartment. There was a spacious guest room with lavish furniture, video walls showing a scenic seaside landscape, and a sophisticated climate control system that imitated an invigorating breeze.

Several doors led out of the guest room, opening into a gorgeously furnished kitchen, a neat and cozy bedroom, a recreation room with a state-of-the-art entertainment system, a stylish parlour. There was everything a person needed to live a comfortable life here, not having to step outside at all.

A woman in a muted, but fashionable business attire was standing in the middle of the guest room, looking at the Tyrant with a tense expression.

'What is going on?'

Rain looked at Tamar and Corsair furtively, but neither of them seemed surprised by the scene.

The Tyrant gave a nod, and his people dispersed across the luxurious vault apartment? Vault? The man himself, meanwhile, walked over to the woman and gave her his usual cold, glassy stare.

He spoke first:

"Pleasure to meet you, vault keeper. Now I presume there is no point in expecting your willing cooperation?"

The woman shook her head somberly.

The Tyrant chuckled.

"Suit yourself. Torture it is, then."

She gave him a cold smile.

"You seem to know your basics. Then you should know that people like me are employed for a reason, as well. My Aspect makes me immune to pain, so try your worst."

Rain finally understood what was happening. In hindsight, it was quite obvious.

This bank was an old and prestigious one, offering its services to numerous prominent Legacy families. And what was it that Legacy clans would want to keep safe?

Jewelry, precious materials, pieces of priceless art?

Well, that too. But primarily, the most valuable assets Legacies possessed were Memories and Echoes.

Only Awakened could own those, though.

In case the heirs of a family had not undergone the Awakening yet, a reliable intermediary was needed to make sure that they would receive their inheritance - Awakened led perilous lives, after all, and could die at any moment. Parents were not always able to transfer the Aspect Legact relics and valuable Memories to their children themselves. Adult Legacies were most likely in the habit of entrusting the heirlooms of their clan to a reliable, neutral party for safekeeping, especially before embarking on a life-threatening journey like challenging a Nightmare or participating in a war, for example.

Hence the need for the bank, and for the woman who was standing in front of the Tyrant with a cold smile.

He had called her the vault keeper, but more precisely, she was the vault. She was the Awakened who kept the Memories and Echoes entrusted to the bank in her soul. That was why she was locked underground, living in the safety of this luxurious, heavily protected apartment.

And just in case someone invaded the underground safe room, the Vault Keeper possessed an Aspect that negated pain - and was therefore immune to more mundane forms of torture, making it that much harder to force her to transfer the Memories and Echoes against her will.

But where there was a will, there was a way.

Rain's expression darkened.

There was probably an armored room with mundane deposit boxes somewhere here, as well, but that was not the Tyrant's goal.

His goal was the Vault Keeper.

The man studied her silently for a moment, and then seemed to smile behind his mask.

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