
Dining room
'I am truly underestimated, just wait for me to make weapons that exceed the five civilizations of this world.' Inner Olav started eating in a strange way as if he was upset.
"If you need something, just say it." Fergar.
"Then I need money and a personal servant." Olav said directly to ask.
When Olav visits the store he will be treated like a little boy so he needs an adult to replace him in buying the item.
"Pater's money might be able to give her, if the maids, what's in this mansion isn't enough?" Ask Fergar.
"Alright I'll find her myself, now I just need the money." Olav.
"Oh well I guess five hundred gold coins is enough right?" Fergar asked, surprising all the servants in the dining room.
"It should be lacking but I don't want to trouble my father any further." Olav.
The servants were surprised because only the snacks for a ten-year-old boy like his master took out a sum of five hundred gold coins.
According to Olav himself one gold coin of the world is equivalent to one million rupiah in Indonesia so just imagine being the son of the highest nobility can pocket money per day amounting to one million.
"Whether the money is in this storage ring, I don't know when I'll be home again so it's good to use the money." Fergar's mouth gave Olav a storage ring after he ate.
"Thank you father." Olav said he accepted it.
A storage ring is an item for storing various objects inside of it, same thing with Invertory but Olav's current storage ring is the lowest level with an area of one cubic while for Infertory Olav still do not know it.
Just in case, when Olav arrived at the room he immediately moved all the money inside the storage ring towards his Invertory and just pocketed his storage ring because it was too big for him to wear.
The next day Olav returns to Gilbert's shop but whether planned or not, a robber intercepts him in the middle of the road whose goal is to retrieve his storage ring.
"Give me your storage ring, boy." The man carrying the knife in front of him threatened Olav.
"As you can see, on my finger there is no ring at all." Olav.
"Hjp! Don't fool me, you just received five hundred gold." Said the man.
That way Olav immediately knew someone in his mansion had leaked the matter.
"Sorry uncle saay is hunting, bye." Said Olav trying to pass but his hand was caught by the man.
"Well, are you playing me? Give me your money before I cut off your ear." His words are full of threats.
"I don't think cutting off a little thief's hand is a problem." Said Olav taking out a knife from his Invertory and ready to slash but a knight happened to pass by and saw them.
"Oi what are you guys doing!?" Shouted the knight who turned out to be a female knight.
"Damn why now I have to deal with Erica, running away is the best way to avoid her." The thief let go of Olav's hand and ran away.
"You okay?" Asked the brown short-haired knight to Olav.
"It's okay thanks." Said Olav immediately hiding his knife.
"Thank God you're okay, I don't think in the capital there are people who dare to steal on the streets like this." Said the female knight.
"The thief was like he was scared of you, what's your name?" Ask Olav.
"My name is Erica, I've just been raised to be a second-rate knight of the Bougainvi kingdom." Erica introduced herself.
"Worn out?" Ask Olav.
"Why do I have to answer?" Asked Erica.
"Just answer me." Olav.
"Twenty years have reached the second level of a knight, which means you have quite a great ability." Olav concluded.
"Haha that's how it is." Erica said a little embarrassed when praised by the ten-year-old boy in front of her.
"Perfectly, I made you my personal servant." Olav's words show his noble badge as the son of Duke Fergar Von Villea.
"Eh son of the duke? Anu wait ... become a waiter? Seriously!?" Erica is hard to understand.
"Pretend." Olav said even though he knew it was torture for Erica.
"Wait a minute, I don't want me to refuse!" Erica immediately refused.
Of course Erica refused because to reach the rank of second level knight Erica not only had to be somersaulted but also he risked his life on a mission.
"Or you'd rather lose your job." Threaten Olav to show off his badge.
"Young noble Olav please help this servant and release the servant, let the servant be a knight who serves the kingdom during his time." Erica almost kowtowed to beg.
"All right." Olav suddenly agreed.
"Thank you young master Olav, I will honor you for as long as he does." Erica raised her head.
"But maybe you might not only stop as a knight but also be expelled from the kingdom if I say this to your father." Olav.
"Young master?" Erica became very anxious about her position.
"So pick one, be my servant." Olav lifted Erica's chin that was sitting on the street until their faces were very close together. "Or is expelled from the kingdom." Olav said with a threat.
"..." - ".Erica was silent because both of them were the unluckiest choices for her career as a knight but one good choice than in the expiry of the kingdom was. "I Erica will be the servant of young master Olav Von Villea." Erica said as if she wanted to cry to end her career as a knight.
"Hm a wise answer." Olav takes off Erica's chin. "Just get up, now you have to escort me wherever I go." Olav.
"Good young master." Erica answered with a blank look began to follow Olav's steps because it did not occur to her that the struggle to become a female general would stop when helping a child.
After walking the final few meters they arrived at Gilbert's shop which was indeed a distance not too far from the scene.
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The crane! The crane!
"Old man! You're inside!" Shouted Olav in Gilbert's workroom.
"I'm not deaf boy!" Reply Gilbert shouted as he had just finished the item he had made for one week.
"Oh new magic sword." Olav was amazed.
"What and who is this lady?" He asked Gilbert to point at Erica, who was walking like a puppet with a blank look.
"Oh he's the new servant I picked up on the street." Olav answered, looking at Gilbert's magic sword.
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(TL note: The warrior level consists of several levels, namely.
- First level knights.
- Second level knights.
- Commanding officer.
- General.
- Baron Nobility.)