"A dragon? Running a bank? You can't be serious." Demolosas said, shaking his head at the man across the desk.

"I'm afraid so. It's not in the contract that they cannot open competing businesses." Hirate said, looking through various papers. The Demon soon found the one he needed. "However, they are now a legal entity that needs to pay taxes, as well as appear before a court for any previous damages. That includes the raid that they did a few years back, damages to private and public property, livestock theft. Ect etc."

"So, what exactly do you want me to do about this? I know I'm a lawyer, but Demons and Devils don't really get along most of the time. You Demons only come to Devil's Deal if you really need it, or else you just use your own guys." Demolosas said, taking the papers that were offered to him.

"Well, this is a special case. That raid a few years ago, they stole half our treasury. We have managed to make it back through risky investments before anyone noticed, but it was a close call on more than a few occasions. Especially when the King wanted to throw a ball and invite half the continent."

"So, what? Your suing on behalf of the public? I seem to remember the public trying to kill you last time you pulled a stunt like this. I remember it because we pulled out the five-thousand-year-old contract signed in the blood of the first human king that Demons working a legitimate job shall not be executed without proper representation. Our representation."

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"That was over fifty years ago. People know us now! They hate us, yes, but they still know us! Besides, better us than the dragon who burned down their homes."

"Yes, you just evict them from their homes when they can't pay the mortgage. So much better. Atleast you guys stopped sneaking in that clause about taking their soul if they can't pay. I swear, humans never read the fine print. Or the bold print. Or any print."

"Enough about the silly humans. Can you do something about this Dragon problem? At least enough to get us that gold back."

"Oh, you're actually late to the party. The Fae already came to us, they are also suing on behalf of the public."

"The Fae!? Those crafty craftsmen! Here I though they were too busy making boots to bother with something like this."

"I'd watch out. You don't want the Fae Unions to hear you say that. They will strike again. They are so troublesome to deal with. But anyway, I can tack your name on the case and get you your gold back, but the majority of the damages will be going to the Unions to give as they see fit."

"I suppose that's the best I can get. How much did they beat me by, anyway?"

"They left right before you entered."

"I knew I shouldn't have stopped to get that snack. But the Minotaurs make such great burgers."

"I swear Hirate if you were eating Minotaurs again-"

"No, no. I meant the burger place run by them. Besides, actual Minotaur beef is rather chewy."

"Hirate!"