IN THE OFFICE

After Mr.Grans left, a hollow voice reached my ears, “What are you waiting for?”

After opening the door, I find a large room with two people inside, a bald old man with a Hitler mustache and a young boy about four years of age on the floor playing for building blocks. The room itself had two large bookshelves and a desk. The bookshelves had what looked to be a list of all the companies sales.

‘He is an organized person for sure, so what's up with the little kid?’ Questioning if this man was a pedo. I don’t care about the other person as long as it doesn’t negatively affect me, this might be a problem.

“Hello Viscount Dracula, my name is Dale and this is my grandson Pick I’m babysitting.” he introduced himself and the child.

‘Well, at least he isn’t a pedobear.’ After all, if he was it might cause me a problem with my sales. An image was everything on the market after all.

Walking to the chair in front of Dale, Pick throw a building block over to me. So I kick it up in the air and caught it with my hands. After catching it I bring it over to the desk and set it down, which the kid looks at with a droopy face.

“So Mr.Dale, do you know the contents of the deal?”

“Certainly you will be trading a monopoly of sugar and my company will be in charge of selling. We get 40% and you get 60%, well I would like to know what this product is, did you bring any with you? After all, I can’t make a deal with no product.” Well, he is right to make sure I don't like how he is acting. “By the way, I'm not much of a sweet person.” He continues

“Why would I come if I didn’t anything, of course, I did. I bought two types of sugar with me you tell me if you like one or the other and you will know the result afterward.”

I bring out two sugar cookies, which I had Two make with all his free time, one looked light brown, while the other is almost completely white.

“These are two sugar cookies. They are made in with the same recipe, but the sugar is of course changed. As we have this child here today I think that we have a great chance to show the differences between the two.”

After he strokes his mustache he then says “Okay I will allow this”

He jumps out of his chair and picks up Pick and sits him on his lap. He picks up the brown one (Other Sugar) and gives it to the child. Pick wolfs down the cookie and hugs his grandpa after eating.

“How was that Pick?”

“Hmm” Pick gives a quick nod and continues to hug his grandpa.

“Well, that gives him the new sugar cookie.” I just want to speed this up, after all some children sleep after eating, even if it a light snack and he was looking as if he was about to sleep.

“Yes, yes Pick nap time is soon, so we should hurry this business deal up.

Dale picks up the half white cookie up and gives it to Pick. Pick grabs it and plays with the white shining sugar. A little after he began to eat and after eating the child begins to make an “mmm” sound and tries to grab out for the other half piece on the desk.

“Well okay then if he thinks it is good I'll try some as well.” He says with curiosity.

“Sure there are still two half pieces.” I push them closer to him.

“Yeah” He beginnings with the regular brown one and didn’t react much. After consuming the brown one he then continues towards the white one, after taking a bit he looks in pure bliss.

“That is amazingly good. I know that something like this will hit it off well with noble ladies. So how much do you have of this sugar and how much can you make a month?” He goes all out with an exultant smile.

“I have a little more than 250,000 cubic meters, which is about a million of these cookies and with the animals I have now I can produce 200,000 a month.”

Dale froze in place, after a minute or two he finally moved, his face went into a nasty grin. ‘I hit the jackpot.’

“Okay Mr.Dracula let's make a contract, so we both are on a legal bond.”

“Yes sure, but how much does a contact really restrain me?” Well maybe they use a universe binding scroll, but I don't think they have those.

“Just as much as calling the guards on you and maybe getting the king to force you to do something for me, but I don’t really want to do that, so I’ll just get the guards.” Making a pondering face he looks at me.

So if I do something stupid the most that might happen is that I’ll get the guards to lock me up for a period of time, the worst to happen would be to be in front of the king listening for a request.

“Let's get the contract then.”

“Yes, let us get some tea as well.”

“Butler get me and this fellow some tea too.” He yells at the door.

After a couple minutes of waiting for the tea, we start making the contract. Of course, I put my input and made things so there would be no loopholes for him and no noticeable ones in myself. He can’t sell the product with intent to put me at a disadvantage, while I can’t sell to others and I can’t do anything to the produces.

After we made two contracts (One for me and one for him) I left and went back the market after some tea and discussion.

After looking for a couple of minutes I made my way to the royal knight.

On way, I made my way towards the adventures guild looking for a quest for my ranking (A rank).

After looking at all the quest I notice a pattern of mostly C rank quest and B rank.

The best quest for me was one closeby and seems to be a lot of fun.

Quest Rank- A

Description- A slave trader made his way into the city and is kidnapping kids and nobles.

He is 6ft, brown eyes and hair, always wears a top hat. His victims are all female and seem to be no older than 18 years of age.

Reward- 15 Gold

Alright now to find out where to find him. Maybe I'll get some new blood slaves as well. A double win.

I made my way up to the receptionist and gave her the quest. I also showed her my badge to make her know I'm qualified to take it.

She gives me some other facts about the guy like he mostly gets nobles traveling out through the west gate of the city into the crayons.

I make my way towards Kriste and find her doing shopping at a dress shop, looking around for nice formal wear.

“Hello Kriste, I see you are looking for a nice dress.” After I look at her, her face reddens a little. Maybe she is sick, well she should be fine. “Want me to help look for something?”

“SURE!” She yells and immediately after she buries her head in the dress in her hands.

“Okay, what are you looking for a dress for?” After all, for mourning, you don’t want to come in a sunflower dress.

“Just to look nice during the summer.” She said turning away from me.

“Well, something light and something bright mostly light blue to show your blonde hair and blue eyes more.” After saying this I picked out four dresses and gave it to her “Try them on so I can see.”

“Yes.” She squeals and made her way into a changing booth.

After a couple minutes, she comes out in a nice dress that shows her body really well while not restricting her movement.

“This is nice.” She says and twirls around.

“Well, what a nice look.”

“Thanks for picking it out.” She smiles happily and tries on the others before going back to try more.