Chương 31: Chapter 30: Mold

Damon Hardt"How was he?" Damon Hardt asked as Oakley walked into his office. He was not the only one in the office; two more vice-guild masters were sitting inside.

"Very good, the praise of vice-guild leader Arryn was not empty," replied Oakley, which surprised Damon Hardt a little. He did not believe Soren Arryn's words; he thought the Silvers had asked him to say those things.

"It is tough to believe," he said, as those contracts were crafted by the Level 20+ Lawyers, and Remus Silver does not have that level. He knew he had gained the Class a few months ago, and his base class was not a lawyer. Even if he has a lawyer class, it shouldn't be this high, which means he is truly good.

"I was watching him all the time; I did not see anyone coming to his office or him leaving it," replied Oakley, seeing the doubts on Damon Hardt's face.

"Here, these are the suggestions he made," he said, putting a pile of contracts in front of Damon Hardt; each had pages attached with a seal and signature of Remus Silver. He took the contracts and began to look through them, and the more he looked, the more changes occurred in his expressions. The other two vice-guild masters also took the contracts into their own hands, and their expressions also changed.

"He is good," praised John Ramos, the person beside him had also nodded.

"Well, it seemed like he is talented. Give him the level 3 contracts; it would be good for us if he could strengthen them as he did for those contracts," ordered Damon Hardt. This surprised the old man, but he quickly controlled his expression. The merchant guild classifies its contract from level 1 to level 5. Levels 1 and 2 were general levels and did not possess much importance, but level 3 and above contracts are important, and mistakes in them could have consequences for the guild.

"Yes, Guild master," replied the old man and left the office. … Lawyer level 4 Skill Gained: Fast Reading I looked at the text before me, and a smile couldn't help but appear as the surprise wore away. It hadn't been even two days since I had leveled up before leveling up again, and this time, I had even got the skill, a good skill that would help me a lot. I was very excited to see the skill, so I immediately took out the book, activated the skill, and started to read. Immediately, I felt resistance.

It did not surprise me even a bit. The skill came from my Lawyer Class, which means it is for legal documents such as contracts or legal books and other legal stuff, but I am using it to read history books, thus the resistance. I did not deactivate the skill but pushed through the resistance. Skills are not rigid; with enough practice and effort, one can mold them to work the way one wants. It is hard, but it is worth it to have a skill like this, which has many uses and could save me a lot of time.

So, I pushed and began reading; immediately, I noticed that even with resistance, my reading speed had become nearly twice as fast, and I was reading fast and understanding it. Though the resistance is distracting, I must bear it until I can mold it to my needs. If you encounter this narrative on Amazon, note that it's taken without the author's consent. Report it. Soon, the carriage walked through the establishment's gates, and a minute later, I stepped inside.

Walking through the hall, I saw preparations had already begun—many things needed to be ready before the opening.

"How was fitting?" I asked Carla as she walked into the office.

"It went great," she replied evenly, but I could see the sparks of happiness appearing in her eyes.

"Mrs. Rand also arrived an hour after you had; she had already started working," she informed.

"Did she say anything about working under Eudo?" I asked. They have applied for the same job; now, he will be her boss.

"She did not seem to have a problem after she saw the difference in their level, but we will know for sure when they truly started working together," she replied. She stayed a few minutes before walking out while I wrote replies to my letters, including the one from Valentina. I finished with them in a few minutes before taking out the information and beginning to read it. …

"Are we truly getting tailored dresses?" asked Revina the moment she entered the basement; the girl's eyes were burning with excitement as she looked at me. The teachers have left, and now there is a half-hour break before the ladies go to Eudo to get ready.

"Nothing remains hidden here, does it?" she asked as she looked at the girls, who were looking at her hopefully.

"Yes, everyone will have tailored dresses, but the order has not been finalized; Miss Cain first had to show us she could do it before we placed the final order," she informed, looking accusingly at Margaux and Ina. They should have kept their mouth shut; now, these women would not let me sleep calmly until they got their dresses.

"Does that mean the new dresses will be better than the first?" Andrea, always the smart one, asked, catching the words I did not say.

"Yes, these dresses will be more than twice as expensive as what you have now," she replied with a sigh, and I could see a couple of girls gasping in shock.

"How many?" asked Andrea; she was a little angry this time.

"Enough with questions; you will know how many when you get them," she replied.

"Since it is Mrs. Rand's first day, you all will report early to the make-up room," she added. Without her saying anything further, the girls began to walk out of the basement until only Ina and Margaux remained.

"You shouldn't have told them?" she said irritatingly. She knew her friend enough to know that it was Ina who made the mischief; Margaux did not do such things.

"Come on, it was hilarious," replied Ina with a smile. To that, she glared at her even more intensely.

"It was funny for you; it will be a headache for me; they will not let me sleep in peace," she replied as she massaged her head.

"Have you read the letter from Lola?" asked Margaux, suddenly feeling her headache intensify.

"Yes, I did," she replied, massaging her head tighter. Remus did not stop them from communicating; his only condition was that we did not say anything about the establishment. She made sure that happened; all the letters go through her before being posted out.

"She is really daring," said Ina, "Rash may be the right word," she replied, making both smile mirthlessly. She had asked that girl to at least listen to the proposal before leaving, but she did not. Later, she regretted it, pleading with me to ask Remus to take her back, but as Remus had said, once you leave, there is no coming back. She blames herself for her latest actions, which she wrote about in a letter. However, the letter unexpectedly gave her hope, and she took that drastic action.

"Still, I am quite impressed by what she did; if I had been in her place, I don't think I would dare to take such a step," said Ina, amazed by her friend's act. Carla did not say anything about that; there was nothing for her to say about it.

"Have you told Mister Silver about what she is doing?" asked Margaux worriedly,"No, he does not need to know that. Her actions do not affect the establishment," she replied. She walked toward the stairs out of the basement, with Margaux and Ina following behind her. … It was ten, and the establishment was filled with people, so much so that we had to close our gates again. Seeing how much business we were missing, I wanted to bring more girls and expand the size of the establishment, but it was not time.

It is not just a question of money, which I would need for both things, but many other things, most importantly, the brand and reputation. They are the two most important aspects, and I want to take the time to build the brand without compromising quality. Still, the expansion is inevitable, and seeing the rush, I have already started to prepare for it, as it won't be long before I act. I watched through the window for a while before walking toward the make-up.

When I walked there, there were a couple of women mid-changing. Nobody reacted as I entered inside; they had gotten used to it.

"Mister Silver," said Miss Rand as she stopped working and turned to me.

"Continue working, Miss Rand; act like I am not here," I said. It surprised the woman, but seeing everybody doing the same, she nodded and focused back on the work. As I watched, I could see Miss Rand doing the heavy work while Eudo was focused on the delicate effort. It saves them a lot of time and effort while making the girls look even more radiant. I stayed for around ten minutes before heading to my room and lying on the bed after changing into comfortable clothes.

It is not even ten thirty yet, but I want to sleep early. I have to do many things tomorrow, and being well-rested will make the day more productive.