The Transmigrated Novelist

As much as Roy would have wished to have placed this bastard Master Abyan far away from the rest of the Master artisans of his company, he couldn't.

It would not only affect the time process but even the cooperation of the bastard with the others in order to prepare a product that was as complete as it could be.

While this would put the others at risk, especially the lady artisans working for him, and might even possibly disturb the ladies of his Harem Palace on the third floor, he had to do it.

Reaching the factory, he didn't lose time as he took the Master and disciple duo to the second floor and also informed them of their jobs and his expectations.

Master Abyan was quite surprised to hear about the details of his work, and what was expected, as he had never thought of such an idea.

But even if he had it would have been extremely difficult for him to put it in work, as he didn't have the background and strength to do so.

Only someone like Young Noble Timothe would be able to pull this off in his mind, as he had the backup of the dominion Lord, and also experts protecting him from anyone else.

Not only that but he would also probably be the second-best alternative to survive the displeasure and anger of the nobility and wealthy.

After all, as the possible inheritor of the dominion, none of the lesser nobles or merchants would dare to show displeasure to him, about their treatment and ranking in the auction.

What he didn't know though, was that Young Noble Timothe had no idea of what was happening there.

On the way back, Roy had thought deeply about this part as well. Just looking at the way and speed that Master Abyan had accepted subservience just because he mentioned the idiot's name, made him think that he needed the guy's halo.

If he were to put his plan into action with the only backing of the Sparrow Merchant Guild and Alma, he wouldn't be able to handle easily the dissatisfaction and commotion.

For that reason, it would make his job much easier if he had someone like Young Noble Timothe walk in front of him.

Before this would have been a greatly difficult thing for him to arrange, but right now it was fairly easy.

After all, he had the 'Queen Dowager' in his pocket, so it was impossible for the puny 'little Noble' to escape his grasp.

Furthermore, this would be a great win for the guy as well, as he was willing to offer him 20% of the shares in order to have him participate.

That was Roy's bottom line for borrowing just the guy's name and face! He was certain that the idiot would grow greedier once he saw the revenue, but until then he would have enough confidence to deal with him.

The only reason why he wasn't acting against that idiot until now, was because he wanted to see him smoke any other possible candidate, or opponent that he hadn't found out about yet.

On the other hand, the artisans inside the production factory were shocked to learn that they were actually working under Young Noble Timothe.

They had never thought that something like that would have ever happened, as they felt extremely happy to have stayed back that day.

This was truly their great luck of a few lives, or so they thought. At the same time, they felt greatly honored to work with an Array Formation Master like Master Abyan.

This meant that their works would be even more outstanding and special. People would pay even more towards them, and they would pocket even more gold.

Not only that, but even their standing in society would rise as they wouldn't be just simple artisans anymore but Master artisans who worked for a Noble, and the possible next Earl of the dominion.

Master Abyan clearly thought about that as well, but that didn't have his full attention, as at that moment he was judging and considering the women in his new workplace.

It was clear that he was processing his targets and that soon he would make a move, but Roy had no intention of letting him succeed.

A Wolf would never let another wolf hunt his women in his own territory. This was Roy's territory and it looked like he would have to teach Master Abyan some manners.

In fact, Roy was already thinking of turning this wolf Master into a slave using his blood slave seal, but that would require the perfect moment.

He couldn't do something like that under the gaze of the other artisans as the Blood Soul Secret Arts were supposed to be hated by both Demons and Gods on this planet.

At the same time, Master Abyan was a sensitive fox that seemed to have a sixth sense for danger, so he would be always on guard against him.

While he could take the guy down in a fight, he wouldn't be able to do so in one move, and without disturbance.

For that reason, he needed to find the perfect moment to act. But surely that was on the second rank according to the importance, as first was taking care of the disciple.

Without losing time, Roy quickly informed everyone in there, as according to Young Noble Timothe's great kindness since the team was finally completed there would be a celebration party in the evening.

Of course, this was bound to be a party more for the men than for the ladies, as Roy was planning to take them to the tavern under the govern of Lady Kate.

Like this, he would be able to fool their eyes that it was truly Young Noble Timothe behind his back.

Evening came sooner than expected, as Roy and Blake took the others in tow and set off towards the Tavern.

In order to prepare everything, Roy had already contacted with Kate before he arrived there so that she could make the necessary preparations.

The moment that they entered inside, the staff took them towards a special room on the second floor so they could celebrate and have fun on their own without getting disturbed.

Alcohol started flowing like water, as they kept drinking more and more with each passing hour. Roy took great care in trying to get the disciple in the mood to drink and party.

In the middle of the party, the owner of the tavern sent his best personnel after they had showered and beautified their selves to serve the people inside the room.

That clearly left the ladies a bit displeased, but they quickly changed face as they learned that Roy would personally stay by their side during the whole night.

There were three ladies in the artisans' group, each of them looked to be around late-thirties or early-forties but in actual fact, they were at least double the age.

Their age would be old on Earth, but in Navita they were just middle-aged at most. Roy certainly wouldn't judge them from their age, as he was more curious about their skills and abilities.

Each of them was married and had a family, but it was clear that they were sexually frustrated as their husbands or their men had left them dry for a long time.

Roy would certainly not allow them to suffer for longer, his kind and emotional heart didn't allow him to, so he would make sure to satisfy them.

His actions seemed to have earned him even more of Master Abyan's ire but he didn't care much about it.

After all, soon that bastard would become his slave and he wouldn't need to bother much with him.

The real problem right now was that disciple! No matter how much the ladies tried to entice him with their bodies, and skills he wasn't falling for it despite being clearly drunk.

All this time he would try to get closer and closer to his Master, and it even looked like he was trying everything that the ladies did on him, to his Master.

The beauties seemed desperate, especially after the order that they had received, so one of them got even more daring as she took the guy's hand, licked his finger, and then placed it on the entrance of her secret cave.

"Get away from me you sl*ut!"

Under the startled and shocked gaze of everyone present, the disciple actually pushed the woman away and screamed at her for her actions.

Everyone turned their heads towards him, as even he looked quite a bit agitated by the situation. Master Abyan looked at the scene with a smirk on his face, while Roy's face turned gloomy.

Just what the fu*ck was wrong with this guy!? Why did he have to react like that?

Seeing the tense and stagnant situation, the poor disciple immediately understood his mistake, so he quickly lowered his head and started apologizing to everyone,

"I am really sorry everyone, it's just that I have one too many to drink! The truth was that I am mourning the death of my love, so I can't bear this any longer, and would like to be apologized for tonight!"

"Haiz~! My stupid and weak-hearted disciple, let this useless Master send you to your room to sleep!"

It was clear that Master Abyan was trying to make a break for it, using his disciple. But there was no way Roy was going to allow him to do so.

In fact, analyzing what had happened tonight, he already had an inclining towards what was truly going on, so he could finally act…