A garden filled with the thick smell of herbs was currently tended by a middle-aged man with purple skin in white robes as he was watering a golden color flower with red gem-like branches with a peaceful smile.
Suddenly, he felt something as he said, "What is it?"
An electric voice rang from his wrist, "President Nelsen, a call from Lady Vice President Ellie!"
Nelsen's blue eyebrow raised when he heard the name of the caller and muttered under his breath, "How rare. The little girl would never distract me after I gave her all the authority of the Guild."
He said gently, "Receive the call."
A melodious voice replaced the electric voice, "I have a situation to report, President!"
Nelsen pursed his lips as he retorted, "Do you forget how to call your old man after you achieve some status, or do you think it's embarrassing for your status?"
Ellie's respectful voice instantly turned into an annoying one as it sounded, "Dad, I'm being serious here, and since this a matter of Guild, we need to be formal!"
Nelsen sneered and refuted, "I don't care one bit about being formal or informal when I'm talking to my precious daughter. Will someone dare to voice out their opinion?!"
"You're such a pain, Dad!" Ellie retorted without caring about Nelsen's status as her Dad or as one of the three most terrifying and influenced being on the plains!
However, Nelsen instantly smiled gently, "See, that's my fearless daughter who I loved."
"Alright, stop your rambling. You can ramble all you want when you decide to leave your precious lab. I'm here to tell you about something important." Ellie stated.
"What is it? Do you finally found a man you want to introduce to me? Oh, your late mother would be so happy that her precious tomboy…"
"Geezer!"
Nelsen was instantly shut up by Ellie's shrillness, filled with embarrassment and rage. He could even hear her teeth grinding together.
However, Nelsen's smile widened as if he was enjoying teasing his daughter and making her angry. But knew when to stop unless he wanted her to go on a rampage within his lab.
"Alright, enough playing around. Tell me, what is it?" He said with a chuckle.
"You're the one playing around!" She instantly retorted in exasperation.
But she knew her dad too well to start arguing with him. She knew it would only make him tease her more.
So, she quickly got to the point before Nelsen had a chance to say something unscrupulous again.
"A new Senior Grandmaster Gunsmith has appeared in the Rare Plains Dark City's Branch, and he's less than 30 years old as well. Lastly, he first registered in Common Plains as a Basic Gunsmith less than four years ago."
A hint of surprise flashed past Nelsen's sky-blue eyes as he said, "Interesting. It seemed a rare breed had appeared in those backwater plains, or he simply lucked out. Tell me his race and blood force?"
"Race is still unknown as for blood force, it is 900,000, and it might be more since this is the limit of any blood force measuring device at that place." Ellie seriously revealed.
Now, even Nelsen's expression turned serious when he heard the blood force, "He's probably a rare breed with extreme intelligence. So, you should just send him the invitation to the guild and get it done with. Do you need to ask me even that?"
"That's where the problem lies!" Ellie sighed as she said in a gloomy tone, "The thing is, he's already registered with the Brainless Alliance, and I can't send him an invitation!"
"Oh? What an intriguing guy. Since he can join the Alliance of muscle brains, then he might be not just intelligent but strong as well, which could earn him the invitation from them." Nelsen uttered.
In reply, Ellie's serious voice rang, "That's what I'm worried about because his blood force potential is extremely close to turning him into a true Alchemist. Someone like him is rare in even Epic Plains. He will only be wasting his potential when he can earn us huge profits and rise up to the ranks of our main guild as long as we invest in him."
"Heh, that's my money-loving daughter there. Always think about how to become rich. Sometimes, I wonder if you're mine or that vixen's daughter…"
"Geezer, I will really cut ties with you if you called me that Old Vixen's daughter!" Ellie yelled, full of resentment and hatred as if someone had compared her to her mortal enemy.
Nelsen teasingly asked, "Haha, alright, I know what to do. I'll contact Grumpy Gunner. Wait for my good news. Tell me this person's name who attracts my little money grabber's interest."
Ellie's gnashed her teeth on the other side but endured and hissed, "His Star ID name is Faceless Ancient. Make it happen in an hour, or you can forget about your Ale collection!"
Done threatening, she instantly cut the call with a huff, clearly not wanting to entertain the shenanigans of her Dad anymore.
However, she would be shocked if she was here to watch Nelsen's expression after he heard 'Faceless Ancient.'
Because Nelsen's easygoing smile had vanished, replaced with a dumbfounded expression as if he heard the name of some ghost.
But he quickly regained his calmness, but the atonement in his eyes couldn't be more apparent.
"Faceless Ancient? Isn't it the name of the Rare Plains champion?" He muttered before a realization dawned upon him.
"Now, it makes perfect sense. That time, we discovered he was a reserve member of that gummy guy's alliance, so we simply let him handle the process of bringing him here.
"He was also affiliated with the mercenary and the guild branches, but we didn't pay much attention. But it seemed we had all underestimated him, and he might not be as simple as we thought of him.
"If he's a Senior Grandmaster Gunsmith or even an Elder Grandmaster Rank, then it made perfect sense he got rid of all those corpses and cleared the trial in less than a year.
"He can't be left in that muscle brain, arrogant idiot's care. I need to do something to make him kick that little guy out of the alliance without letting him find out that the target of our interest is probably an Elder Grandmaster Rank Gunsmith."
Nelsen's eyes shone in wiliness, "My little money grabber really hit the jackpot!"