Mold

"How was he?" asked Damon Hardt as Phillip 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," said the Oakley, which made Damon Hardt a little surprised.

To be honest, he did not believe the words of Soren Arryn; he thought he was asked by the silvers to say those things.

"It is really hard 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 glass 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 keeping an eye on him all the way; I did not see anyone coming to his office or him leaving it," said Oakley seeing the doubts on Damon Hardt's face.

"Here, these are the suggestion he made," he said and put a pile of contracts in front of the Damon Hardt; each of them had pages attached to them with a seal and sign of Remus silver.

He took the contracts and began to look through them, and the more he looked, the more change would occur in his expressions. Seeing that, the other two vice-guild masters also took the contracts into their hands, and soon, their expressions have changed too.

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

"Well, it seemed like he is talented. Give him the level 3 contracts; it will be good for us if we were able to strengthen them as he made those contracts," said Damon Hardt; it surprised the old man, but he quickly controlled his expression.

The merchant guild classifies its contract from level 1 to level 5. Level 1 and level 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," said the old man and left the office.

…

[Lawyer level 4]

[Skill Gained: Fast Reading]

I looked at the text in front of 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 seeing the skill and immediately took out the book and activated the skills, and started to read it, and immediately, I felt the resistance from it.

It did not surprise me even a bit.

The skill came from a 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 the general book and thus the resistance.

I did not deactivate the skill; instead, I pushed through the resistance.

The skills are not rigid things; with enough practice and effort, one can mold them to work the way one wants. It is hard, but for a skill like this, which has an array of uses and could save me a lot of time, it is worth it.

So, I pushed and began reading; immediately, I noticed even with resistance, my reading speed had become nearly twice as faster, and I was not reading fast but also understanding it as well.

Though the resistance is distracting, I will have to bear it till I can mold it to my needs.

Soon, the carriage walked through the gates of the establishment, and a minute later, I walked inside.

As I walked through the hall, I saw preparations had already begun; the establishment would open in less than two hours, and before that happened, many preparations needed to be made.

"How was the fitting," I asked as Carla walked into the office, "It went great," he replied evenly, but I could see the sparks of happiness appearing in her eyes.

"Misses. Rand also arrived an hour after you had; she had already started working," she informed. "As she said, anything about working under Eudo?" I asked. They have applied for the same job, and now, she is working under him.

"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 said.

She stayed a few minutes before she walked out while I wrote the replies to letters that came from me, 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 the tailored dresses?" asked Mina the moment she entered the basement; the brunette's eyes were burning with excitement as she looked at me.

The teachers have left, and now, there is a break for half an hour before the ladies go to Eudo to get ready.

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

"Yes, everyone will have tailored dresses, but the order had not been finalized; miss Cain first had to show us she could do it before we placed the final order," she said and looked accusingly at Margaux and Ina.

They should have kept their mouth shut; now, these women would not let sleep in calmly till they got their dresses.

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

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

"How many?" asked Andrea; this time, she was a little angry. "Enough with a question; you will know how many when you get them," she said sharply, and all the girls were silent.

"Since it is misses Rands first day, you all will report early to make-up room," she added, and without her saying anything further, the girls began to walk out of the basement till only Ina and Margaux had remained.

"You shouldn't have told them?" she said accusingly at Ina; she knew her friend enough that its Ina who made the mischief; Margaux does not do such things.

"Come on, it was hilarious," said Ina with a smile. To that, she glared at her even more intensely. "For you, it was funny; it will be a headache for me; they will not let me sleep in peace," she said as she messaged her head.

"Have you read the letter from Lola?" asked Margaux, and suddenly she felt her headache intensifying. "Yes, I did," she replied while massaging her head tighter.

Remus did not stop them from communicating; the only condition he had 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," I said, which made both of them smile mirthlessly.

She had asked that girl to at least listen to the proposal before leaving, but she did not do that. She regrated it later, 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; it was something she wrote in a letter. It 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.

Carla did not say anything to that; there was nothing for her to say to that.

"Have you told mister silver about what she is doing?" asked Margaux worriedly, "No, he does not need to do that. Her actions do not affect the establishment," she said and walked toward the stairs out of the basement, with Margaux and Ina following behind her.

…

It was ten, and embellishment was filled with people, so much that we had 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 things; I want to take some time to make the brand without diluting the quality.

Still, the expansion is inevitable and seeing the rush, I have already started to make the preparations 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 Rand as she stopped working and turned to me. "Continue working, misses Rand; act like I am not here," I said. It surprised the women, but seeing everybody doing the same, she nodded and focused back on the work.

As I watched, I could see Misses Rand doing heavy work while Eudo was focused on a delicate one.

It saves them a lot of time and effort while making the girls look even more radiant.

I stayed for around ten minutes before going 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 like to feel well-rested when I woke up.