Chapter 201: Triple the Current Market Price (2)
Hubert and the elders shared a peculiar memory associated with the number threeâone that elicited curses instinctively.
âDamn it, here he goes again.â
âIf itâs three times the current market price, just how much is that?â
âWhy is it always triple? Does he have some weird obsession with the number three?â
Hubert and the elders chose to remain silent for the time being. The last time they protested, the price had gone up even further.
It was a wise choice based on past experience, but paying three times the current market price would result in a massive financial loss.
âUgh, what do we do? At this rate, weâll lose everything weâve saved over the past few years.â
Even if the tower handed over all its profits, it was doubtful they could secure more than two yearsâ worth of food.
As they struggled to make a decision, Ghislain leaned in and spoke in a subtle tone.
âAlternatively, there is another condition... Would you like to hear it?â
âWhat is it?â
âDispatch twenty additional 3rd-circle mages, and reduce the volume of Runestone transactions by half. In exchange, weâll provide the equivalent of that reduction in food supplies.â
âDeal!â
Hubert slammed the table and stood up.
Currently, all of the kingdomâs funds were being funneled into securing food. Even international trade had shifted its focus toward importing food from less affected nations.
Naturally, food prices had skyrocketed, but other resources like Runestones had become much easier to obtain.
Runestones, though inherently rare minerals, were now slightly more accessible than before.
Given the option to trade Runestones for food, opposing the deal would be foolish.
The elders also agreed with Hubertâs swift decision.
âRight now, securing food is far more advantageous. This is a massive gain.â
âWeâll earn way more reselling the food than we would selling magic tools.â
âTraining can be delayed. Itâs fine to put it off. This is a good opportunity to trim down the ranks and send the less capable ones.â
Hubert and the elders had never been particularly enthusiastic about training to begin with. The prospect of reduced training opportunities due to fewer Runestones didnât bother them in the slightest.
Seeing their enthusiasm, Ghislain broke into a wide smile.
âAh, this works out perfectly. Weâve been short on manpower for the construction project, and an additional twenty mages will be a huge help. Weâll also save a significant number of Runestones now.â
The 3rd-circle mages made up the majority of the mage towerâs population. This was because the 3rd-circle was a transitional stage where many mages stagnated.
In truth, the magic required for construction could easily be performed by 2nd-circle mages. However, Ghislain didnât want to waste the time of those still in their prime learning years.
Starting from the 3rd-circle, advancing further required significant talent. Those unable to progress often found themselves stuck, unable to move forward or retreat. The mage tower likely had many individuals in such a predicament.
Hubert wouldnât send anyone truly talented, so it was clear that only those lacking potential would end up here.
âAnd if they work hard enough here, theyâll be able to break past their limits.â
Lacking talent and hitting a wall in growth? Then they just had to work themselves to the bone.
Helping them grow while advancing the development of the territoryâit was a win-win situation.
Of course, the other party would never see it that way.
âShall we draft the new contract now?â
âExcellent! Letâs get it done!â
Hubert immediately pulled out his personal pen from his coat.
The pen had a golden barrel, encrusted with so many tiny jewels that it looked almost grotesque, like a barnacle-covered object.
Seeing this, Ghislain chuckled softly.
âAs extravagant as ever.â
After regaining profits from the Runestone supply, Hubert had gone and crafted the most gaudy pen imaginable.
It seemed heâd already forgotten that his excessive indulgence had once put the mage tower in financial jeopardy.
Though he was the one who had developed the mage towerâs city and earned widespread respect, Hubertâs peculiarities never ceased to amaze Ghislain.
Once the contract was signed, Hubert extended a handshake to Ghislain and said:
âIâll send the mages as soon as possible. However... Iâm heading back now. Could I take a bit of the food supply with me in advance?â
âOf course. Are you leaving immediately? Arenât you going to see Alfoi before you go?â
âOh, itâs fine. As long as heâs doing well, thatâs enough for me. Heâs a branch manager now, and itâd be uncomfortable for him if his mentor suddenly demanded to see him. Let the younger ones handle things among themselves.â
Though Hubert smiled kindly outwardly, his true thoughts were entirely different.
âAre you crazy? I need to leave before you change your mind. Thereâs nothing else for me to do here.â
He was terrified that Ghislain might revise the terms of the deal if he lingered. When dealing with someone like him, the best move was to wrap things up quickly and escape.
âAre you bastards insane?!â
Whack!
âAck!â
As the wizard tormenting Vanessa fell, the existing wizards rushed over and began stomping on him in unison.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
âOw! What are you doing?! Why are you hitting me?!â
The wizard couldnât comprehend what was happening. These people werenât noble wizardsâthey were acting like outright thugs.
Despite the protests, the stomping continued without pause.
âHey, who do you think youâre bossing around? Donât you have hands of your own? Wash your own damn laundry, you punk. Better yet, just die already. People like you should do us all a favor and disappear.â
âDo you even realize the atmosphere here? Are you incapable of reading the room? Are you trying to get us all killed? Are you some kind of assassin? Who sent you?â
âIf you piss her off, weâre all dead. Want to see your body explode in a pillar of fire? Youâd better get your act together!â
The newly arrived wizards were utterly baffled.
In the magic tower, Vanessa had been nothing more than a maid. They assumed sheâd be doing menial tasks here as well, assisting with chores.
Back then, they had tormented her together. Why were things suddenly different now?
At that moment, Alfoiâs authoritative voice rang out.
âEnough.â
The beating stopped as Alfoi pointed at Vanessa and continued.
âVanessa is the Deputy Branch Head of this place. From now on, treat her with the same respect you show me.â
âDe... Deputy Branch Head?â
The new wizards had never heard such a thing before. Vanessa, too, looked at Alfoi in shock, her expression bewildered.
Ignoring their reactions, Alfoi barked loudly at the hesitant wizards.
âDid you hear me?! Shout, âDeputy Branch Head, weâre sorry!â right now!â
Resistance was futile against Alfoiâs fists. Forced to comply, they abandoned their pride.
âD-Deputy Branch Head... weâre sorry...â
âLouder!â
âDeputy Branch Head, weâre sorry!â
Satisfied, Alfoi nodded before turning to Vanessa with a much softer tone.
âIf they give you any trouble, just let me know, okay? Youâre the most outstanding wizard here after me. If you run into anything difficult in your studies, feel free to ask me anytime.â
âY-Yes...â
âHey, about that magic circle we were working on earlier... it seems like thereâs a bit of an issue. Of course, I can fix it, but Iâm a little busy right now...â
âOh, Iâll take another look at it.â
âOh, great. Thanks. Wow, sheâs really been studying a lot. She can even pick up right where I left off.â
Alfoi and the other wizards looked at Vanessa with satisfied smiles.
It was natural for them to act so cautiously. Over time, they had come to a clear realization.
Without Vanessa, things wouldnât run smoothly. Whenever a problem related to magic arose, they had no choice but to ask her.
âWhen it comes to knowledge, none of us can ever compare to Vanessa. Itâs not even close.â
âSheâs a crazy study machine. Weâre just bugsâreal bugs that eat and crap, nothing more.â
âWithout her vast knowledge, weâd just keel over and die while working.â
If she werenât around, their workload would doubleâor worse, the entire operation would grind to a halt.
In practice, whenever Vanessa was busy with other tasks, it became almost impossible to seek her help, leaving them utterly drained.
Every time they worked, the wizards clung to Vanessa for assistance. They even regretted how poorly they had treated her back when they were at the magic tower.
Everyone shared the same sentiment:
âWe canât live without Vanessa! We have to treat her as well as possible! We canât risk offending her!â
They pampered her, holding her in the highest regard. And yet, if anyone dared assign her menial tasks or mistreat her?
Those people deserved to die. If not, their own lives were at stake.
The wizardsâ instinct to protect Vanessa was nothing short of a desperate survival tactic.
Observing this scene by chance, Ghislain let out a dry chuckle.
âSheâs got that kind of talent? They call her the heir of the tower, huh? Sheâs going to be interesting to watch. Or maybe sheâs just got a nasty personality?â
If Alfoi had heard that, he likely would have exploded, demanding to know who Ghislain thought he was to talk that way.
Regardless, Alfoi maintained strict discipline among the wizards and made significant contributions to the development of the Fenris Estate.