《Another World and I'm still rich?》Chapter 37. Beginning the HQ building.
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--- Midnight, at the meeting of the Former Five Top Trading Guils ---
"What is with this joke!? He wants one of us to give up land to a runt who probably only has speed? The only reason why I fell down was because of that strong wind that came with it! I need that runt gone! I've already sent some 'Daggers' towards him!" The Mercenary-Merchant shouts out.
"Calm down, we'll handle him like everybody else. But... Just in case our attack fails... Who is going to give some land? We need to make secondary plans. Definetly. I mean, he is working with the Lord! He must have some sort of secret guard!" One of the 'Loyal' merchants shouts out as well.
The other three don't say anything but they are also clearly worried about Colin appearing.
After a little bit of silence, one of the three speaks up.
"I'll give up my land if the attack fails. Most of mine is unusable to me right now anyways. The Lord didn't tell us which type of land to give the newbie and the newbie won't understand the quality either." The oldest merchant calmly speaks to the rest and they all agree.
--- Colin's POV, also at Midnight ---
"Fun talk you're having here. Also, here is your 'dagger' back." I say as I throw one of the dead assassins on the table and walk towards them.
I smile as I walk towards the Mercenary-Merchant.
"You know, next time, do some research. I did mine. Your land is the best quality so... You either share or I just grab it myself. Two options. I really need that land." My smile widens with every step I take towards him.
The Merc-Merchant keeps backing off, eventually running into a corner.
"So, what is it going to be?" I ask while staring straight in his eyes, using one of the 'Dark Element Spells' to break his mind.
"Take it! Take half of my land! Just... Please... Leave me alone..." His mind breaks as he starts sobbing in the corner and I walk towards the other four.
"I'll leave you all alone for now. Just, don't try to hinder my progress. I need my company to grow and I need it to grow fast. Otherwise... We are all dead." I say as I suddenly turn towards the door and leave, heading back into the manor, into my room.
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(Well, that should keep them in a state of fear for now. The effect of that dark spell should be wearing off now...)
--- In the Morning, still Colin's POV ---
I get out of bed and start stretching my body.
"That was a good bed to sleep on. Really comfy... Well... Work awaits." I say to myself as I put my clothes on and leave.
The others start slowly coming out of their doors at nearly the same time as me.
I greet them all as we go to Dominic, who has called together the Five again.
"So, have you all decided who is going to give some land?" Dominic asks them.
"I will!" The Merc-Merchant immediatly shouts out, remembering the event that happened at Midnight.
Dominic looks at him with confusion and then looks at me.
"Well, I guess that won't be a problem anymore. Please show Colin to his new area and also, introduce yourselves. We kind of didn't yesterday." Dominic walks away and I walk towards them.
They all bow down immediatly again.
"My name is Bunvers. My company deals in General Goods like food and all sorts of Mercenary business." The Merc-Merchant introduces himself first.
"My name is Erius. My company deals in Magical Scrolls and other Magic-related things." The oldest-looking one introduces himself.
"My name is Eshmun. My company deals in Weapons." The one who proposed to make the backup plan against me introduces himself.
"My name is Asante. My company deals in Potions." One of the two who didn't speak, introduces himself.
"My name is Roland. My company deals in Armour." The last one introduces himself.
(That's all of them. The only ones who look special is Bunvers and Erius. A mercenary and a wizard-like person. The others are just normal everyday merchants.)
"You all know me already so... Bunvers, lead me to my area, please. The other four can either come with me or can return back home." I say in a calm voice and follow Bunvers.
The other four walk behind the entire group and once we arrive at my new HQ location, they suddenly walk away.
"I shall go and find somebody to help you build, Headmaster Tyccus." Bunvers runs off and I see that he has already gotten some building materials to be stored near here through the night.
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(Good, good. This zone looks to be near a street which is filled with people. This little zone is empty as well and we don't need to spend time destroying a house or something.)
"Let's start, don't push yourselves though. The plans for the HQ will be nailed to the house next to us, so look at that." I say as I immediatly appear near the wall of the house and put a Technical Drawing on the wall.
An hour later, all five of the Guild Masters come back with a whole bunch of workers.
"Begin working! The plan is here, near me, so look at it first!" Bunvers shouts out loudly and everybody gathers around and starts working.
Bunvers starts working as well but the other four just sit back and instruct the workers.
The entire day passes like that and the first level of our HQ is finished without many problems.
The first floor looks simple, a long front desk for many receptionists, some sofas and tables scattered in an ordery fashion to sit on to wait for something.
On the right side of the room is a reserved part of the wall for a list of goods and on the left side of the room is also a reserved part of the wall for a list of employees.
There is a huge red carpet with black and gold linings along the side leading to the front desk and to the doors that will lead to the stairs upstairs.
There are lots of flowerpots and colourful flowers all around the room.
(It's simple. It's beautiful. And I have to thank Dominic to make this building's little drawing. Didn't know he had such a great artistic taste but now I do. I would've definetly thrown a lot of money to make this place overly grand.)
I look at the first floor with pride and I see Dominic walk in.
"Like it? Believe it or not, I did study for building designing in school. I found it enjoyable since you can make your mark in the world for thousands of years with a beautiful building design." Dominic also takes a look around the room and then nods in approval a few times.
After a short talk about what went on during the day, we left the HQ and headed towards the Manor.
The moment we enter the manor, Emmaline and the Daughter of Dominic are there, bowing to me.
Dominic looks at both Emmaline and his daughter with eyes filled with surprise.
"You... You are walking already?" Dominic asks his daughter.
She just nods as an answer but when she raises her head to look at me, her shy side jumps out and she hides behind her mother.
"Come on, introduce yourself..." Emmaline pushes her infront of me and she tries to say something but I can't hear it.
After a minute of silence whilst she is trying to gather herself, she finally breaks the silence.
"Thank you... For helping me, Master Tyccus... My name is... Scarlett... Scarlett Massey..." She introduces herself and refers to me as Master.
"You can get rid of that Master Tyccus part, call me Colin. Also, Scarlett, I may call you that right?" I immediatly try to continue the conversation as I kind of fear she'll be too shy to talk to me ever again.
"Yes..." She answers meekly.
"Alright, Scarlett... If you need help and I can provide that help... I will help you, even if it costs me my life." I say in a sincere voice and then smile and walk away.
(I really need to sleep. I hope that she can gather up the courage to talk to me again. I kind of made sure that she won't be too scared of me.)
I chuckle to myself whilst walking down the hallway and I head to sleep once I get into my room.
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