Chương 89: Chapter 88: Decision

Stone"So, what have you all been able to find out?" I asked. As we all gathered in the private room of the restaurant. The whole yesterday and today, we have spent gathering information about the Remus Silver. It is they, not me, who were gathering the information while I remained in the inn, drinking. I am against working under anyone, but since the moment of founding our group, we have decided to take in each other's views before making a big decision. So, the meeting.

"The things I heard about him were surprisingly good," said Shaun. Immediately getting a glare from his older sister.

"Of course, you will find them good. Since it is a whorehouse," snapped his older sister.

"At least I have desires. I am not a complete monk like you," he said back, which made Stena glower at him angrily.

"The information I got from the grey guild. Is also favorable, some of the things there I read were a kind of shocking," said Jon and forwarded the binder. I did not even look at it.

"The thing is Stone, we need money. We had sold everything we have to heal from the injuries."

"The money will buy us the gear. Eli a monster, Stena and me spells, and many other things," said Zela, hitting him hard with her words. She is the one who stopped him from directly rejecting Remus Silvers' offer.

"If we continued with the individual missions. It will take us years to buy everything we need. Working long term for one individual will halve that time to half," said Jon, and I wish I could refute him.

"We shouldn't forget, he had enemies. One of whom has hired assassins to kill him," said Stena, and I nearly patted her back.

"Anyone rich and powerful has enemies have Stena. The clients who offered us jobs had even more powerful enemies than him," replied Jon.

"But he is a pimp," she said. A little forcefully.

"What did it have to do with us? If we control ourselves, it will be like any other job," he said, looking at all the men, especially at Shaun.

"We should just vote. It is much less easy than needless arguing," spoke Hugo finally, and we all looked at each other, before starting to vote. …. Lawyer Lv. 19 Agent of Experience Lv. 13 The texts were in front of me when I woke up. Seeing the level up, a smile lit up on my face. The advancement of my base class is no surprise, but my Lawyer Class is. As I had expected to level-up in it yesterday, after signing over a hundred contracts, not the next morning. Still, I am happy at level up. Late as it may be.

Class: Agent of Experience (Lv. 13) Lawyer (Lv. 9) Warrior (Lv. 9) Charisma: 12 Intelligence: 10 Vitality: 7 Strength: 8 Skills: · Trustful Presence · Goods Sense · Contract · Torch for Seeker · Consecutive Strikes · Quick Steps · Fast Reading · Price Is Right · Weighted Strike · Lawful Suggestions · Sure Foot · Sight Through Veil Attribute Points: 01 I am advancing fast, not only in my base class but also in my secondary classes.

In a little over four months since getting them, I have taken them from Level 1 to Level 9. One level up more. They will be at their first capstone. It will not be easy reaching it. I looked at the attribute point before adding it to the strength and immediately felt the strength rising in my veins. That point would have gone to charisma instead of strength if the assassins hadn't attacked me. Yesterday was unlike anything I had experienced before.

Till now, in all the fights I have been in, I had never been targeted specifically. I had to fight because I was present. Yesterday was different. They had come for me. Someone had sent them to kill me. If they can do it once, then they can do it again. It is the reason why I am willing to pay far more amount than I would be comfortable hiring the Stone mercenaries. Life is more important than money and if I have to spend all my fortune on it, I will do it without a single thought.

This narrative has been purloined without the author's approval. Report any appearances on Amazon. Class: Agent of Experience (Lv. 13) Lawyer (Lv. 9) Warrior (Lv. 9) Charisma: 12 Intelligence: 10 Vitality: 7 Strength: 7 Skills: · Trustful Presence · Goods Sense · Contract · Torch for Seeker · Consecutive Strikes · Quick Steps · Fast Reading · Price Is Right · Weighted Strike · Lawful Suggestions · Sure Foot · Sight Through Veil Attribute Points: 0 I closed the interface with a slight regret of not getting any skill from the level up. I had got no skill in my secondary classes since I returned from the Namdar. Though, at the next level up. I am going to get it.

Over 90% of people receive new skills at the capstone. I closed the interface and turned to Carla, who was sleeping soundly. I rarely woke up before her. She looked beautiful even in her sleep, that I couldn't help but gently kiss her on the temple before getting up. I have to get ready for training and I am going to ask instructor David to go even harder on me. Click! A few hours passed when I walked into my office, with my body shaking.

Instructor David had gone hard as I had asked him to and it was painful, but I will continue. It is because of this training; I had survived against that assassin, and I want to continue doing that.

"You shouldn't push yourself this hard," said Carla worriedly as I sat down gently.

"It is fine," I said and opened the file of yesterday night's earnings. As always, everything is written neatly. I read the file and made notes in my diary, before turning to them.

"Carla, ask Ina whether she still wants the job. It will be of assistant madam," I said, surprising both of them.

"Master Silver, the girls might have increased, but I am confident in handling them," said Margaux. The hurt is clear in her eyes.

"It is not about your abilities, Margaux. You are doing a wonderful job, but the establishment needs another madam ready for emergencies and expansion," I explained, and she calmed down.

"My apologies for overreacting, Master Silver," she apologized. I smiled at her before my expression turned serious.

"Bring the girls. I want to hear what they have decided," I said to Margaux. She nodded and got up. I hope they have decided, if they have not, then I will have to decide, and I already have a list of things where they could serve their contracts.

"Wanda and Cressa come in," said Margaux as she opened the door. It seemed like she had already had them wait outside my office, knowing I will ask about them first thing in the morning. A few seconds later, Wanda and Cressa walked inside. Wanda is a woman raven-haired woman who looked to be in her mid-thirties. She had brown eyes and a small face, which made look delicate. Cressa was a young woman who looked to be in her early twenties.

She had platinum blond hair, which she had colored from brown, but since Eudo had done the work, it was indistinguishable. She had bright blue eyes and full lips, making her seductive. She had worked on this look with the help of an acting teacher. She had really become good at it. If it wasn't for those few things, I wouldn't have pulled her out.

"Master Silver," they greeted.

"Wanda, Cressa. Have you decided?" I asked directly.

"Yes," said Cressa, while Wanda nodded. Seeing that, I couldn't help but feel relieved. It is always better that they decide on them instead of me deciding for them.

"What have you decided?" I asked them.

"I want to be a chef," said Wanda.

"I want to be a bartender," said Cressa, a little hesitantly, and it had truly surprised me. Hearing Wanda's choice, I am not surprised. Cooking is one of the classes she is taking from the beginning, along with the music. The notes from her teacher had said that she was good enough to start working as a kitchen porter. If she hadn't made the choice, I would have sent her to the kitchen. It is Cressa's choice that had surprised me.

She is a good painter, and I thought she chose a field related to that, but no, she chose bartending, which had been learning for not over two weeks.

"Are you sure about your choices?" I asked them, making my voice especially heavy to let them understand the gravity of their choices.

"Yes," they said in unison.

"Good," I said and turned to Margaux.

"Tell the head chef. Wanda will start working as a kitchen porter from today and Cressa will continue to learn, till Jamel thinks she is ready to work in a bar," I said.

"I will tell them," said Margaux. She left with the girls soon after, leaving only Carla and me alone in the office.

"Yesterday you have experienced horrific. Don't react directly, take a rest, and think about what you have to do," said Carla. Hearing that, I stopped what I was working on and turned to her with a smile.

"Don't worry, I will not hurt myself, but the training is necessary," I said. I saw her watching when I was training. It might have seemed extreme, and it was, but with instructor David's skills, the risk is manageable.

"I hope so," she said a moment later. She left but soon came back, bringing Ina with her.

"So, you accept the job?" I asked Ina, after explaining what her new job will entail.

"I do," replied Ina, with eyes filled with excitement. She will be junior to Margaux and not even earn 10% of what she is earning. She is the higher-earning girl in the establishment, but she did not seem to care about that. I looked into her eyes and saw something that made a smile appear on my face bigger. Ambition. This girl had ambition. I hadn't seen this emotion in her eyes before, but now she has it. I couldn't help but feel happy seeing that.

It is good to be ambitious; it is one of the qualities I want girls to have.

"You will start from today, learning the ropes from Carla and Margaux."

"You will attend a few lessons on management and have the choice to get one teacher in your desired field," I said.

"I understand," she replied. Hearing that, I slid the contract toward her. She read it whole before signing it.

"From today, you will be a trainee madam. After your training, is over, you will be an assistant madam." I said to her.

"Thank you for the opportunity. Master Silver, I will not disappoint you," she said, with tears dripping from her eyes. She wiped the tears a second later before leaving the room. Leaving Carla and me alone again.

"She did not seem like an emotional type," I said as the door closed.

"The opportunity means a lot to her," Carla replied, sounding a little emotional.

"Still, I am quite surprised she had accepted the job so quickly. Considering she will not even earn a twentieth of what she was earning till now," I said, and Carla gave me the look. The look that said I shouldn't disparage her intelligence.