The Transmigrated Novelist

The moment that Roy left the plaza, the main attraction was gone so all the Elders, Earl Clark, and the Guild Master had nothing else to do but to continue with the usual deals and perfunctory words.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that everyone was doing their job while lost in their own thoughts, as they dispersed from the plaza.

In the meantime, Alma was directing Roy towards the Blue Courtyard which was one of the most luxurious and comfortable courtyards of the merchant guild.

Surely there were people that would be dissatisfied with the Guild Master about this decision of his, thinking that accommodating Roy like that was a slap to their own face.

Not only had Roy insulted and received money from their 3rd Elder and his son, but he had also reproached them with his words all the time at the plaza.

In fact, they all felt like Roy had intentionally directed the matters like that, in other to lower them down and rise himself and his reputation.

Still, none of them dared to make an outrageous move against the Guild Master, as they all knew the importance he had for the merchant guild.

The truth was that Boris and the other guys that were against him hadn't tried to kill him or take him out of the scene due to their camaraderie or their feelings.

That would be just utter bullshit no matter who heard it. The true reason why he was alive was due to the network of connections he had built.

There were a lot of contracts and deals that the merchant guild was able to take only due to him being the Guild Master.

For example, the current cargo that Alma brought for Earl Clark, the only reason why Earl Clark chose the Sparrow merchant guild was due to his friend being in there.

For that reason, those guys didn't dare to overstep their boundaries at the moment, at least not until they secured half of those special deals.

But Earl Clark wasn't a man that would easily trust others, so they had a difficult time trying to convince him or anyone else that they had to.

The Guild Master and Alma understood this as well, so they both had laid low for the current times. it was because their safety was assured, and they didn't have a weapon against the opponent.

But right now, in just one meeting Roy had managed to surpass their expectations and turn into the weapon that they needed to use against their opponent.

Roy understood this perfectly as well, for that reason he tried to create such a good show upon his arrival.

While this was going to be a bother with the stupid and relentless attacks of those guys from now on, it would also give him a lot of reason and facility to use his strength and grow stronger.

After all, no one was allowed to use lethal magic inside the city walls, unless it was in a training ground, arena, or to protect their own lives.

"Don't you think that you went a bit overboard today?"

"Nope! I needed to do at least something like this if I needed to attract the attention of my prey. Otherwise, it would take me a long time to enter his ranks and earn his trust.

If I hadn't done this, it would have been me running after his confirmation and acceptance, but now it's him who has to think about getting his hands on me!

You must know, that in order for something to sell well, you either need it to be extremely special, or extremely necessary!

Even if it isn't that is how the advertisement should be done!"

"Advertisements!?"

"Yes, trying to convince people one the specialty or the necessity of something, or someone!

Well anyway, that is a term that I came up with. It's not like the whole world would know about it, at least not yet."

"What do you plan on doing from now on?"

"Well, first of all I would want to get my hands on the account books of the merchant guild, and help you take over it!

After all, I think we agreed that this would be your dowry to me, right?"

"You are going to help me take over it?"

"Yes, why do you think that I am not capable!?

I am not trying to say that you don't know how to do it, or that you can't do it yourself! It's just that with me the time period will be shortened by quite a bit.

I am even willing to bet with my life if you don't believe me!"

The beauty was left speechless as she heard Roy speak like that. The truth was that she didn't feel like he would help her much.

But seeing the confident and serious expression on his face, coupled with what she had learned of his character these days, then she decided to give it a shot.

"Ok, I will bring everything I can to you as soon as I can!"

"Great! In the meantime, tell your father to not visit or contact me in the coming days! We need to keep the flies around under tenterhooks!

Everything will be processed through you!"

Alma was a bit startled and shocked hearing those words, but she didn't say much as she just acknowledged her 'husbands' words.

On the other hand, Roy seemed to be thinking about other stuff, as he said,

"These days you won't be able to live here with me, will you?"

"No, I am unable to stay here!"

"Humm~! It's a boomer but there is no other choice, just be careful not to get kidnapped!

Also make sure to find me a map of the city, with the location of all the important households, important workshops, taverns, and inns, and especially the Gorg's Mansion!"

"Are you thinking of going to heal Lady Fiona?"

"Nope! It's too soon for that, and it will create quite some trouble for me, so I will need some idiot to receive all the praise for it.

But I need to go and have a look around, especially to find the hiding rats!"

"I will make sure to provide these to you in a short time! Anything else?"

"Yes! Prepare yourself tomorrow to go for some shopping, I need some good quality weapons, armor, and artifacts.

You can make a list of them, don't care about the price!"

Alma was a bit taken aback by his words, as she thought just how much money could a mercenary like Roy even have.

But remembering his abilities, and all the looting he did on the way, those thoughts disappeared like magic. Roy had made sure that no bandit who attacked left with their life or purse away.

…

As Roy was having a discussion with Alma and reaching his new home for some time, in a moving carriage Earl Clark was seating with Baldy inside and asked,

"How sure are you about everything you said?"

"I would say 80% Your Excellency, all the way we were attacked by quite a few bandit groups, and most of the times the bandit leaders would die mysterious deaths while fighting that guy.

Furthermore, there were traces of high-Rank poison in their bodies, if I am not mistaken that was a Rank 5 poison at least.

If that guy is able to become a Rank 3 Warrior, and a Rank 5 or Rank 6 poison mage at the same time, without having any side effect, then I think that we are breathing emptily.

Furthermore, if that were the case we would have already heard of his name, but there is no such figure in the continent at the moment.

All these clues made me think that he was protected from some high-rank poison Mage behind him, and whoever it is, he isn't some normal character."

"Hmmm~!

You did well reporting all this to me in time! From this moment on I want you and the others to keep a tight lock on him and tell me everything he does.

This is quite a delicate time, and we can't afford to have unknown variables around us in the city! If he is worthy of working for us then we will make him an offer he can't resist.

But if he isn't, then we will have to take care of him neatly!"

…

At the same time, in a darkly lit office of the Sparrow Merchant Guild, the Guild Master was seated on his chair, in a deep pensive look, talking to no one,

"What do you think of him?"

If anyone heard him at that moment, they would think that he was either mental, or that he had lost it, but surprisingly a voice responded from the shadows,

"I don't know! He is stronger than he is supposed to be for his age, he is most certainly a genius! Furthermore, with that little girl's special talent we can conclude that he is more than meets the eye.

But I don't know whether he is going to be a help on our side or someone that will want to put us under him.

He doesn't look like the guy that would easily obey others, so we will have to keep a tight look on him to decide how to act!"

"You are right! Depending on how we play it, he might become a powerful card for us or a knife that might harm us!"

"Assign the coins to keep a look on him at the moment!"

"Yes, Immediately!"

…

As many people were having their eyes on Roy, the guy himself was in a large hot bathtub inside his new home…