Chapter 612: Rohdam

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Sewal Nehdis

“The letter of confirmation came. I thought it would take a while,” said Sokol, putting the letter in front of me with the emblem of the city of Greltheaven.

“Why?” I asked. The man hesitated.

“Their past treatment of us, thanks to that bastard!” he replied after a moment of silence.

I hate Greltheaven and Silver. I am at level 49 and have been at this level for years. I am trying to reach level 50, which will change everything.

If I did, I would instantly become the greatest architect of the merchant state and the entire continent.

One opportunity would have helped me in that way—the legacy. I wanted to design and build it and was willing to pay the total cost, but that bastard Silver didn’t give me the opportunity.

“He needs an academy and mage tower. In his city as soon as possible. So, it’s no surprise that he sent the confirmation letter to us,” I replied, with a slight smile on my face.

I am surprised. I thought he would choose someone else and been prepared to fight for it, but the man is intelligent. He knew it would delay it, and he didn’t want the delay.

The contract states that we must build the academy within a year and the mage tower in one and a half years.

I heard Silver wanted the timeline even shorter.

He could forget about getting this done quickly. We will take longer, much longer, than the contractual timeline. We will use all the exceptions, and there are many of them in the contract.

People want us to delay it as much as possible and have told us they have our back.

“Who will be responsible for it?” asked Sokol. “Hardman,” I replied, and he grinned.

Silver and his whole city will pay.

He will regret giving refuge to that bastard, Amelius, and he will regret not giving me the opportunity with the legacy.

…

Rodham

The carriage turned and moved toward the bridge. To the place where no man, aside from those approved by Silver, had been able to enter.

I will be the first non-member of Velvet Garden and Greltheaven Dominion to enter inside it.

I had to sign a strict contract with the power of the legacy embedded in it.

I can’t believe I am doing this. I want to ask my driver to turn and leave, but this is a novel opportunity to experience something I had never considered.

However, the main reason I agree is the connections. This will help me deepen my connections with Velvet Garden.

I have connections in the Velvet Garden, which is why I didn’t have to wait months and years for the reservation. This helped me a lot, impressing the buyers and furthering my business.

However, I want to deepen them further. Getting same-day reservations in the most exclusive places in the Velvet Garden and even the Emotion Essence.

I reflected on my encounter a week ago when Madam Cath presented me with a unique proposition.

She asked me if I would be interested in becoming part of a lesson. I was surprised, as I was curious; I know they taught different things to their whores, but didn’t expect they would ask me about it.

I am a merchant. I have a warrior class, but it is at Lv. 7. I had trained for it when I encountered a nasty incident but didn’t follow through.

I didn’t have much time for it because of the work.

I focused on my business while leaving the protection to the mercenaries I hired. However, I still wear a fancy sword at my waist; it impresses people and makes a good story when I have a class to back it up.

So, I didn’t think I had much to teach unless it was about business. If it is about business, then there are people much better than me, like Silver himself.

It was about the sex.

I was shocked when I heard it. It was the last thing I had expected.

Of course, I have sex in the Velvet Garden; it is the reason I went there for the first time, but after that, it was for company and good times.

Even before, it had turned to legacy. It was unique. The girls there were not dumb whores.

It provided such an experience that other brothels felt pale in front of it. That was before it had become a legacy and was only a tiny brothel, in a tiny city.

I didn’t even want to go there the first time I went there.

My meeting ran late, and I was feeling hungry. My assistant suggested it since it was the only place open at that hour, and they had heard good things about its food.

Now, the sex.

I will have to do it in front of people. They are using me to teach their whores how to fuck. I don’t think they needed it. Every whore I had slept with was good.

Better than any whores outside.

If what Madam Cath said is to be believed, I am the first person they asked; it made me feel good. This is the Velvet Garden. If they asked, hundreds would line up instantly.

The carriage stopped at the garden gate, and a young guard approached the window.

I am alone, as they had asked me to be.

“Clear,” he said. A moment later, the door opened, and the carriage moved inside.

My heart began to feel wild as my carriage entered inside. I have heard so much about it.

Yes, people talk about the college. I had asked the whores I spent time with, but other than the few basic facts, they remained tight-lipped about it.

The carriage moved, but it didn’t turn toward the dorm building. It kept moving. I thought it would happen in the dorm, but I guess it will not.

Soon, the carriage stopped in front of the five-story building.

Click!

The door opened, and I saw a young woman standing before me. She looked young, about seventeen—an orc blood with dark green skin and pale blue eyes.

“Welcome to Mena Horn College, Mr. Rodham.” She welcomed.

Hearing that name brought back some old memories. Mena was one of my favorites. She died in the undead attack; the girls of Velvet Garden always seemed very proud of her whenever her name came up in conversation.

“Thank you,” I replied as I got out.

“Please follow me,” she said, leading me toward the building. Many girls are coming and going inside the building. Many seemed familiar, and a few I recognized.

They smiled at me, and I nodded.

They seemed to know what I was there for, and it made me a little uncomfortable.

‘I hope the secrecy they promised will be there,’ I thought. They have promised secrecy.

They told me that only members of the Velvet Garden would know about my involvement, and they were all bound by the strict contract.

The girls of the Velvet Garden are notoriously tight-lipped. They will talk about everything, but not Velvet Garden’s secrets.

I have heard that even people with persuasive skills have failed to get them to do that. Even my skills, which helped me tremendously, did not work as well on them as they do with others.

Though I am well aware that nothing remains secret, especially in a legacy like Velvet Garden, I hope that I will be one of hundreds by the time it spreads.

They had said they were planning to do it regularly, with a lot of people.

Then, it will help me, especially when I tell them I was the first. I plan to use the information strategically. It helps with the business when people know you have connections.

Though, if it spreads before that, it will harm me. I might become a laughingstock.

That is why I thought about the offer all day, considering all its pros and cons, before accepting it. It’s a risk, but the rewards will be worth it if it works.

“This is like a school,” I said, surprised, actually shocked. “It is a school,” replied the young girl.

Everywhere, I could see. I saw rooms with girls in them. Learning different things, from painting to music to math.

I was aware of this, but I assumed they would emphasize aspects like communication, elegance, and etiquette. These are qualities that girls excel in, yet here they are, absorbing everything.

Soon, we reached the elevator, which stopped at the top floor, before we got out.

We walked for a few seconds before entering through the door. There, we saw a beautiful woman with blond hair, who looked to be in her early twenties, sitting behind the table.

“Mr. Rodham, Department Head Dawnstar, is waiting for you,” she said and opened the door.

I nodded and walked toward it.

I have seen the woman several times and heard many things about her. A Lv. 40+ whore from Archmage City. The one said to have slept with the kings.

Even in the merchant state, there are a few women of her level. Their numbers didn’t exceed ten, and half of them were in Transcendent Pleasure.

She is one of the reasons I agreed to this. Despite my wealth and connections, it’s rare for me to interact with people of her level.

Once one reaches Lv. 40; the skills and the classes started to become really dangerous.

These people are scary but also exciting. Every meeting I had with them was memorable, and I felt this one would be the most memorable.

Click!

With that thought, I opened the door and entered inside.

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