“Investments?” Broken repeated RememberMe’s words and then turned to Freya.
“Yes,” Freya responded promptly. “I have explained the contract to you, right?”
“Wait, you never told me that they are the ones who would be making the investments! Didn’t you say this had something to do with Northstar?” Broken continued.
“Ah, I mentioned their names, but maybe you are not familiar with their real names,” Freya giggled.
Freya had previously discussed the interest of a major brand like Northstar in investing in Slumdon Town’s development. Although Broken had been amazed then, he hadn’t fully considered the sponsorship real until now. This new revelation-that it involved RememberMe and the others-left him even more stunned.
“Yes, Master. That’s correct! I will sponsor the project with 2,000 gold coins. It’s a small amount for me. If you need more, you can always ask later,” RememberMe said enthusiastically.
PussyCat then chimed in, “I also have 2,000 gold coins for you, but not as in-game currency. It’s in the form of goods. I hope you like it.”
Broken’s eyes widened in shock. “2,000 gold coins from each of you? I didn’t expect the deal to be this substantial,” he said, turning to Freya. “And who owns Northstar?”
Freya chuckled softly. “PussyCat’s father…”
Before she could finish, Pussycat interjected. “Yes, that’s my father’s company, Northstar. We’re working on a new Capsule Device, the latest model. I’m willing to give you one of these devices and our brand new Electric Motorhome, the Northstar C-Zero. It’s a spacious bus valued at 2,000 gold coins. With it, you wouldn’t have to worry about long trips and could still explore the world of Yunatea.”
Broken’s eyes grew even wider. “Northstar? You own Northstar?”
Pussycat chuckled. “No, that’s my father. I’m just helping him.”
“2,000 gold coins is equivalent to 2 million USD, and that’s not a small amount,” Broken remarked, still trying to comprehend the offer. “But I’m not sure if I need that much money for the city’s development. So, what’s the deal, Freya?”
Freya responded, “The deal is simple. You just need to use the home bus, the Northstar C- Zero, provided by Northstar. Use it whenever you want, and the home bus will be completely yours.”
Pussycat also nodded. “There’s no need for an official mention or sponsorship of our product. Just use it, drive it around the city, go on vacations, camping, whatever you like. If people learn that you, a Legendary Player in Immortal Legacy, are using our product, that will be valuable enough for us.”
“That really is unbelievable,” Broken said, clearly impressed. “Such an amount of money, and it’s not for the city’s development?”
“No,” Freya replied, “I guess I forgot to mention that this is a sponsorship for you from Northstar.”
Broken was still processing the information-a home bus worth that much. He could already imagine how luxurious the home bus must be. Equipped with a capsule device and Northstar’s electric vehicle technology, it would be like a mobile home. He could sleep inside, and the home bus would drive itself to the chosen destination.
He took a deep breath, still reeling from the surprise. Even after discussing it several times, The still couldn’t believe it was happening.
“And the sponsorship from RememberMe?” Broken continued.
“Hehehe… Master, all I ask is that you make a statue of yourself and also one of me, in the pose from our first duel when we met, with an inscription telling our story. Place it near the Town Hall and include a mention of my brand, Remember Car Shop,” RememberMe said.
“I think you’re asking for too much, RememberMe,” Forev interjected. “A statue of yourself in this town? That’s pretty self-absorbed.”
“Oh, come on. When else will I have the chance to have my own statue in this city? This is a great opportunity to show how close I am to my Master,” RememberMe chuckled in response. Broken couldn’t quite believe the amounts they were talking about and wondered how they had managed to get so much money for something like this. He didn’t fully grasp the immense value they would gain from this sponsorship. The cost of sponsoring a brand can indeed be substantial.
PussyCat then asked, “So, Broken? Do you accept this offer, or is there something else you need to consider?”
He finally responded, “How could I possibly refuse such a generous offer? I will do my best not to let you down, and I am honored that you have placed your trust in me.”
“It seems like we were meant to be together from the start, right?” Pussycat said with a chuckle.
“It almost seems like fate has brought us together, Master,” RememberMe added. “I’ve been eagerly waiting for you to form your own Guild. Please let me know if you need suggestions for the name of the guild.”
“No one will take your suggestion for naming!” Forev interjected. “What, you want to suggest Remember Us Guild?”
“Hahaha, you can read my mind, Forev,” RememberMe laughed.
A few minutes later, Yara appeared in the living room and bowed slowly. “My Lord, the rooms
have been prepared for your three guests,” she said to Broken.
Broken then turned to the trio. “How long do you intend to stay in this city?”
“This city is going to be packed with visitors soon, so I plan to stay for a very long time, hahaha,” RememberMe said enthusiastically.
“Having a hotel here would be great,” Pussycat added softly with a chuckle. “Can I choose a plot of land to buy, Broken?”
Freya chimed in, “You sure have inherited your parents’ business acumen, PussyCat?” PussyCat laughed lightly. “Not really. I’ve always wanted to start a business in this game, but I’ve never had the chance. Sometimes I get tired of running businesses outside. I want to have some fun creating one in-game.”
***
In the grand throne room of the Keseon Kingdom, King Fergus was finishing up cleaning the grime from between his teeth. A man with a sizable pot belly, he crossed his legs leisurely and commanded, “Bring that stupid player here immediately.”
A few minutes later, a player walked confidently into the throne room. Disrespectfully dressed in casual attire, he stood before the King without a hint of reverence.
“Who is this person you refer to as a threat to the Keseon Kingdom?” King Fergus asked.
“Your Majesty,” began Constantine.
He was a tall and muscular man, standing at an impressive 1.93 meters (6.34 feet). His blond hair reached his shoulders, framing his piercing blue eyes and strong jaw. He wore snug leather armor, and his posture was unwaveringly confident. Constantine was the Wrath
Champion.
“A player by the name of Broken has taken over Slumdon Town, a desolate city near the borders of the Keseon Kingdom. He has formed an alliance with players who have deep pockets. It is likely that these individuals will not hesitate to spend large sums of money to entertain themselves.
“I would suggest that you take swift action and destroy them immediately, lest your kingdom be threatened should many of our visitors and sources of income choose to remain in Slumdon Town rather than in our cities near the border.”
Constantine concluded his statement with a sinister smile spreading across his face.