The Transmigrated Novelist

The two ladies that were now under the bewitching eye of Lady Kate, and Cyclops couldn't help but get startled enough to actually escape her control.

How did this make sense? Since when had this damned demoness become the slave of someone that was supposed to be a weak idiot in a vegetative state.

Who hadn't heard about the story of the idiot mercenary that tried to eat the meat of a swan like the daughter of the Sparrow Merchant Guild and had ended up as a vegetative.

Especially Cyclops who had even arranged a fight with him in the future. In fact, after Roy had escaped the four assassins sent for him, Cyclops had thought that he had provoked a disaster.

But once he had heard of the current situation of Roy, he had actually celebrated for a whole day and night, thinking that God had helped him.

Unfortunately, right now the same disaster that was supposed to have been avoided was right in front of him and had even enslaved his own Master.

Seeing that her bewitching had been broken Lady Kate couldn't help but think of using the two women and Cyclops against Roy.

As long as she managed to bring him into a sorry state and save his life she would be able to use bewitchment over him and try to get him remove the Blood Slave Seal.

As long as she didn't show killing intent towards him, it should be technically possible for her to do it. Too bad that Roy wasn't some kind of easily deceivable person, as he looked towards her and said,

"I wouldn't even try it if I were you! At least not now, that I don't even trust you enough! One wrong move and it will become your death anniversary next year!"

"I wouldn't…"

"Come on, the pot can't call the kettle black beautiful! You should have understood this already!"

"Sigh~! Okay, let us drop all the pretence then! What do you want from me!"

"I already told you, I want you to work and obey me!"

"I am willing to do that, as long as you promise to help my children take the reins of the dominion!"

The moment she said that though, a weird expression appeared on the trio's faces that Roy clearly noticed, as he thought about a possibility and said,

"I think you will change idea quickly!"

"What do you mean!?"

"Why don't you ask them about the identity of those people that forced them to do this! I am sure that they have an idea of who could it be!"

Sensing something strange, Lady Kate immediately turned serious and looked on the eyes of the trio in front of her and asked,

"Who are you doubting to be behind your hiring?"

"We doubt that it was Young Noble Timothe! After tracking the guy who approached us, we found out that he is Young Noble Timothe's retainer!"

"What!?"

The woman couldn't believe those words, after all the person in question was none other than her own son.

She had done everything she could to help him from the side to gather backing and strength, and yet he had resorted to something like this.

"Why would he do this!?"

It was impossible for her to believe something like this quickly, after all it was her own blood. He couldn't be that heartless, right?

"We don't know!"

The two ladies and Cyclops took that as a question that they needed to answer, so they did answer. On the other hand, Roy seemed to be lost in thoughts.

It didn't really make sense in fact, like this that idiot was going to lose one of his biggest backers and lose a lot of power.

Things were definitely weird right now, so he could only play it by the ear. With those thoughts in mind, he said,

"Well they don't seem sure about it anyway! So we can think of it as an unfounded doubt at the moment!

But I want to know everything you know about you daughter, and Lady Fiona!"

"Huh!? What does she have to do with this?"

"Let me worry and think about it, you just say what you know!"

In the next 2 hours Lady Kate provided Roy with information, while even trying to seduce him once in a while.

There was no way that Roy was going to fall for something like that, as he just allowed her to try her best.

Even though Lady Kate's bewitching technique wasn't easily to ignore, it was also a great way to temper his will and determination.

Overcoming his instincts, and desires in order to build a strong and solid will. Not to mention that his soul had gone through the tempering of a space-time channel.

At the moment he could be thought to have the strongest soul in this new world, even thought his soul was still recovering, it was the same as comparing a cracked jade to a normal rock.

When he had received all the information he wanted, Roy made sure to put a Blood Slave Seal upon Cyclops and the two other ladies as well, while inquired Lady Kate about her bewitching art.

As matter had it, it was an Ancient Art just like his Blood Arts, and the conditions to train in it, and the way were quite special, as it needed the eyes of a Bewitching Fox.

The higher the rank of the beast, the higher would be the results of practicing this bewitching Art.

Roy had Foxy on his side, but there was no way he was going to use her eyes in order to learn this Art, so he would have to find another target.

He made the beauty promise to bring a copy of the Art to him in less than three days, while he left Cyclop's mansion towards Alma's courtyard.

Tonight had been quite the fruitful night, but it was time for him to return back and prepare for the next day.

It was time for him to use the knowledge, and memories of his previous world to good work, and design clothes, and accessories.

The best thing that could sell fast, and for a high price were the clothes and accessories. But normal ones wouldn't make the cut either.

He needed to prepare enchanted clothes and accessories that were not only unique in design but also extremely useful and helpful.

Not to mention that he had to deal with the new factory, its security and the workers. Also finding a way to change the industry of production.

After all, the production infrastructure of this new world was much different from his previous one.

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The next day, Roy wore a hoodie over his head that would easily hide his identity, and followed by Alma, he arrived at his factory.

There were more than 30 people waiting for him there. Each and every one of them was a Master artisan that had closed their shops to come and work for him and the Sparrow Merchant Guild.

Each and every one of them was a proud expert, that couldn't help but follow the premise of better rewards and money to come and work for him.

"Welcome all, to me Royal Brand Factory!

From now on, you all will be working under me, and according to my instructions and designs! I promise that your conditions of work, and payment would be 5 times better than the market!

But I want full obedience and loyalty!

If you think that you can't do that, then you can leave this place now!"

Seeing their new 'owner' dressed like that, it gave them an idea of secrecy and mystery, but still they weren't people that would easily accept someone to teach them how to work.

Which one of them wasn't a prideful artisan that had worked for a few years. So how could they easily accept everyone to treat them like that.

"Mister don't you think that you are asking a bit too much? To forget about the fact that you aren't showing us your face, and identity, but you can't expect us to follow any Tom, Dick, and Harry.

If you want us to follow your lead you should show us you have the qualifications for us to do so! While the money surely is tempting, there are some of us who are here for the novity!"

"Hahahah~! Well said, what's your name!?"

"This lowly one is called Blake Smit, I am an artisan of leather!"

"I like your guts, and words Blake! I have no intention to do anything less, I hope this will be enough to test about my abilities!"

As he said that, Roy threw in front of them all the designs he had copied the other night from the memories of the other world.

A lot of them were just identical copies of big brands like Gucci, Versace, Armani, or big companies like that, while a few of them were his mix up designs.

Each of them was a novelty for the artisans that could only look at them with wonder and surprise. After all, this was the first time they were watching something like that.

Just think about watching the design of clothes from some alien planet, that look better and more sophisticated than the ones we are using nowadays.

To each and every one of these artisans who could value beauty and art of these designs it was the same as receiving revelation from some God.

"Is this enough!?"

While they seemed all lost in the magic of the moment, Roy just asked that question with a domination voice…