At night, the Vermillion Tower.
Reed, who had just finished socializing, was in a very good mood. He had originally thought that trying to get close to Rom would be a tough battle. It was difficult to win the trust of a nobleman with just a few words.
But things went much more smoothly than he had imagined. Reed paid some attention to the noble youngster, and then the two had another drink.
This nobleman with a decent personality was drawn much closer to him after some bamboozling, and a conversation between nobles happened without any surprises.
The entire process went smoothly which made him feel good.
He then called Laurent over, and the manager of the Goldwheat Guild was now close to being his errand boy.
But he had no choice, there were just too few people he could use in Grimm at the moment. Most of the apprentices in the mage tower were youngsters who had not seen the cruelty of society, and their inexperience forced him to exclude them from handling many things.
Reed was not familiar with the people in the Goldwheat Guild, and in the end, he could only rely on Laurent.
“Laurent, starting tomorrow, we will purchase a batch of cotton, cloth, and farming tools for about eight thousand people worth.
Hiss~
Laurent took a deep breath as he heard that.
Supplies for eight thousand, is Master Reed planning to go to war?
“Master Reed, due to those damned orcs, the price of supplies had risen sharply during this period. If we could wait until spring next year when the orcs retreat…”
Reed waved his hand and interrupted Laurent. His tone was beyond doubt.
“No, Laurent, you only need to complete the task.”
He had lightning in his eyes, with an infallible draconian aura to it.
“Whatever the cost.”
Those words were enough to indicate everything.
Laurent was shocked, and he looked at Reed with some trepidation in his heart as he felt an inexplicable unfamiliarity. During this period, the cordial talk he had with Reed almost made him forget that this was a noble Master Mage.
The latter controlled his fate, and his life and death were but just a word away.
The cold sweat silently drenched his clothes. Laurent, who gave you the courage to so simply question Master Reed?!
He quickly replied.
“Yes, Master Reed, your order is the direction the Goldwheat Guild will take. No matter what it may be, even if it were weapons I will procure it for you.”
Reed took a deep look at Laurent.
“Laurent, work well, and don’t let me down.”
As he spoke, his tone softened. “Your daughter is about 15 years old, right? If you do well this time, you can send her into the tower to learn magic next year.”
Laurent was pleasantly surprised as he looked at Reed in disbelief. “Master Reed, I, no, the priest of the Temple of Life said that my daughter is not talented enough to be a Mage…”
Reed smiled faintly.
“You don’t need to play such tricks with me. Recently, the mage tower had developed a new potion that could allow someone to break through and become a Mage. I believe you have seen Viena and Karl yourself. If you do well, your daughter will also have the chance to get this potion worth 300 gold Pykes.”
Laurent immediately smiled.
“Master Reed, you can see the truth better than the Goddess herself. I swear to the Goddess of Life, I will complete all of the tasks you have given me.”
“You may leave then. Contact the seller first, and come back later for the gold Pykes.”
“Yes, My Lord.”
“If you encounter any difficulties, you can look for Rom of The Alex Consortium, and he will help out.”
Reed had just reminded him casually but Laurent immediately stiffed, as his gaze on Reed became more and more respectful.
“Rom will help out.” The words were simple but Laurent knew the weight of those words well. That was the son of a Marquis, and he did not expect the relationship between the two to develop to such a degree just after one meeting.
Reed’s handsome face became more and more mysterious in his heart, which made him even more respectful.
Seeing Laurent leaving full of drive, Reed smiled slightly.
Stick and carrots, while this method was old-fashioned, it had to be said that it was still very useful.
People are lazy, and while Laurent had been working hard all this while, it gave him a feeling that he was more conservative than being open.
Now that he had the desire to see his daughter becoming a Mage, he believed that Laurent would ldefinitely work harder for him.
All he had to pay was a cup of Manablood, and that was in the distant future.
To him, the price was close to nothing.
The capitalist in Reed was very satisfied.
But the lack of manpower once again made him feel constrained.
Be it Dawnbreak or the Vermillion Tower, he had too few people that he could use.
He did not need to worry about Dawnbreak for the time being, and once there are more humans, he could expand the number of vampires when spring comes next year.
But the Vermillion Tower was different from the vampires. The cultivation of human capital needed a lot of time and resources, and they are unable to obtain the talents of a highborn race like how the vampires do upon their ascension into one.
So it was time to add a new batch of fresh blood into the Vermillion Tower.
Looking at the night sky outside the window, Reed fell into deep thought.
The next day., exciting news appeared and made its way around the Vermillion Tower.
The Vermillion Tower intended to recruit a group of apprentices mages and a group of apprentice merchants.
Of course, the former news was the main point of excitement, and the apprentice merchant was selectively ignored.
Goddess above, that was the vermillion Tower. There were less than ten mage towers in Grimm. In addition to the three Archmages, only five High Mages had their own mage tower.
And the Vermillion Tower located in their area was one of them.
To be a Master Mage.
How tempting this was.
Thinking that they could one day becoming a Master Mage, god knows how many were actually boiling in excitement right now.
Especially families with children between ten to twenty were even close to a frenzy.
The small square outside of the Vermillion Tower, usually deserted on weekdays, was crowded with people. Several apprentice mages who were responsible for disseminating news were surrounded by a swarm of people.
“Master Mage, my daughter is only thirty-two years old. She is gifted in magic, can you take her as your apprentice?”
“Only recruiting those between ten and twenty years old? Although my son is only three, his magical talents are iareabsolutely being admired by the Goddess of Magic. Master Mage, I beg you, let my son try out…”
“Me, sir, can you have a look at me? I definitely have the talent for magic, sir…”
“My lord, here is 5 gold Pykes. As long as you can get my daughter into the mage tower, it is all yours…”