Genesis: The Lucky Blacksmith
Business

“Truly, I'm speechless same lo, Rik. I don't know what's good, sorry, bego? That kid you released? How do you plan to go?” cecar Zein panjan wide.

The two of them were now on their way to the headquarters of the Ares Guild. Zein got a car loan from a friend who had a rental. Riko seems to really have to consider buying his own car rather than having to bother with this.

“Udah said, right, there is no point in hanging his tail doing. What he has to fight is his brain. Si Rangga's. The boy was just a pawn, a pawn to execute his plan,” to Riko who was sitting next to the steering chair. The young man looked out the window while thinking about the young girl Rangga had already taken advantage of.

Poor that kid. Though Lana might be a potential player if only Rangga did not make it into a killing machine.

“Lo it's too soft, Rik. If I had .. argh! My whole! Serah lo deh,” ruk Zein who finally gave up giving violent advice to Riko.

Shortly after, the two of them finally arrived at the headquarters of the Ares Guild. The Greek architectural style building with ivory white pillars again welcomes Riko. It's been a long time since he last came here.

The old man who played the butler greeted them at the entrance. Several guild members passing by in the atrium seemed to be wearing the same uniform: a bronze armor with a fiery red robe behind it. It seems they are preparing for something.

When Riko asked, the butler explained that they were training hard in the dungeon to prepare the guild war. Undoubtedly indeed, for the size of the strongest guild at the moment, Ares was indeed very serious in managing all of its members.

After passing through the atrium on the ground floor, the butler led them to a door with a steep descending staircase. Riko nodded for a moment. Instead of being taken to the guild master's room like before, the butler instead directed Riko into the basement.

“We're down?” riko asked as she followed the butler who was walking carefully. The stairs to the basement are indeed a little narrow although beautifully designed and bright.

“Mr Gunawan is waiting in the Armory,” Butler said politely.

Apparently they were being taken to the armory. After understanding the situation, Riko became more relaxed. After recently getting a serious threat from Rangga, Riko's vigilance became even higher.

After a trip down about five minutes, the group finally arrived at a room with a large stone wall. The room was illuminated with bright white lights. Four blowers or exhaust fans, air circulation control devices, are installed in every corner of the room.

Heavy weapons are neatly arranged according to their type. There was a shelf containing a one-handed sword, then a long sword. Some were displaying large swords for two hands, shields, armor, and various other combat equipment. The armory was completely designed with a mixture of classical and modern architecture at the same time.

Riko finds Gamaliel and Dirga talking to a burly man who came to Riko's apartment the other day. They were standing in the middle of the room, in front of an empty display table.

The butler asks Riko and Zain to wait for a moment at the side of the rue, while the butler approaches Gamaliel carefully. A few seconds speaking, Gamaliel and Dirga then turned to look at Riko and waved happily. Their warm welcome was received from the chairman and vice-chairman of the Ares Guild.

“Udah until you guys? Here, Rik,” call Gamaliel then.

The butler and the burly man who had previously talked to him also withdrew. Now Riko and Zein are approaching Gamaliel to the middle of the room.

“I don't want nerepotin. After all sooner or later I also have to be able to take care of myself, right,” said Riko lightly.

Gamaliel laughed loudly. “Your guess is a good delay,” commented the guild leader Ares who spoke to Zein.

Zein nodded in agreement. “Bener, Sir. That's why he's the one,” said without refuting.

“Call Gama aja. Still young gini you know, kok called sir,” protests Gamaliel whose narcissistic nature began to relapse.

“Eh .. yes .. Gam,” replied Zein condolences.

Riko just snorted softly while holding back the laughter of seeing his guildmate feeling awkward. People who just knew Gamaliel must have been reluctant to call him by name directly. In addition to Gama's charismatic aura, his position as the guild's strongest leader as well as a successful ruler did make others a little intimidated.

“Ah, so therefore I was called ‘bapak’ mulu from yesterday,” chirp Riko suddenly realized something.

Gamaliel's men who came to his apartment yesterday must also feel hesitant to call Riko with more familiar. The sudden thought made Riko feel a little proud of herself. That means he is also worthy of respect by others.

“Why, Rik?” tanya Zein breaks Riko's daydream.

“Ah, no, really. Its nothing. We continue to discuss business only,” said Riko diverted the conversation.

Starting from there, most of the talks were dominated by Dirga and Riko. Riko took out all the weapons he had finished making. As per the agreement all amount to half of the entire order.

Dirga checked all the weapons and equipment made by Riko one by one, ensuring its quality while throwing some questions. Riko answered all Dirga's questions well because he was the one who made all the weapons.

“I add a little mithril in all those weapons. Although not up to one percent of the entire amount of main material, but the composition of mitrhril will make these weapons and equipment more resilient. Can withstand even Minotaur attacks,” said Riko referring to the boss of bull-headed monsters who are famous for having high destruction power.

Mithril itself is a sky metal. A rare material that is very expensive. Usually used to forge weapons or equip level legend. In addition to strengthening, mithril also makes heavy weapons feel light when used. As a first-service bonus, Riko did add a little trickle of mithril to those weapons.

Dirga smiled with satisfaction while carrying one of Riko's one-handed swords. “Your work never disappoints, Riko. Let me arrange an additional tip for you. We always appreciate the ability of someone with a nominal worth. Yeah, right, Boss?” said the young man, glancing at Gamaliel.

The Guild Leader Ares who had been having a long chat with Zein finally turned his head. “Iya, set aja, Dirga. This is a good item that will last for years. Not a canned weapon,” said.

A smile spread on Riko's face. He knows that priority clients like this do deserve additional service. Because it will certainly make him get additional coffers of money. It seemed Riko had already realized her pent-up talent: she was indeed good at business.