Mixed Blessing System

"Well, Lothur, you can continue your studies with these books here. I have also placed all the materials inside this spatial ring." She indicated with one of her fingers the red ring on top of one of those books.

Seeing that, Lothur put those items away in his spatial ring and thanked her. "Thanks for the support."

"Hmm, but since you are developing fast, we will soon start following our agreement..."

Lothur had promised that as long as he was a 1-star tailor, he would make 20 items for that tailoring shop per year.

"We'll start that already?" He questioned her in surprise.

The middle-aged woman nodded. "Yes, you have already learned the basics and have shown a lot of talent in producing that glove. So, I don't think it will take long before you become a 1-star tailor."

"Then we will schedule you to receive your first order in 3 weeks. After that, you'll have two weeks to pass the test for 1-star tailor and deliver your first order." She tapped one of his shoulders and smiled. "We will keep passing you new orders twice a month from then on."

When he finished hearing this, Lothur said nothing against it, knowing he would not have to worry about producing 20 items for this tailoring shop. He was sure he could reach 2-star in that profession in less than a year. So, naturally, his responsibilities towards this place would be less.

In any case, he had agreed to such a thing before and knew that there were benefits to be gained from testing oneself with responsibilities. Thus, he was relaxed about this job.

'Hmm, that won't be a big deal. By my estimates, my mental attributes are all already at the level of 2nd stage cultivators. So, producing Iron-grade items will be easy.' He then agreed with that woman and promised to return to hear the decision about his glove.

He then walked beside Annaliese out of that store.

"Lothur, do you think they will do business about your glove?" She asked.

He shook his head as he looked at the busy street in front of him. "Probably not. From the appearances of that store, they don't sell products to ordinary people, the target audience for that glove."

"Then they will probably free me from my limitations regarding that glove."

"Oh? That's too bad, then. It would be easier for you if they did business with you." She sighed in disappointment.

"Perhaps... But the Becker family seems interested in this item, so perhaps it would be better if the Patchwork House do this." He smiled as he remembered that possibility.

Lothur did not want to lead, but he wanted to have a lot of influence. And in this matter at hand, doing business through the Patchwork House would give him almost no influence. But, on the other hand, making a deal with the Becker family would give him a lot!

After all, one of these organizations was all about business, but the other went much further, being a noble house with significant political and military power.

Lothur liked the idea of having that on his side and could not help but value the relationship with the Becker family and even a possible approximation of that power with House Frost.

"Anyway, this glove will just become one of the many passive incomes I will have in the future. So, whatever its fate, I will earn it one way or another."

He stopped in front of her and smiled. "Anna, I will go to the house of the poison master I spoke of earlier. Then, perhaps you had better return without me."

"Poison master? Where did you meet Rebecca?" Her eyebrows frowned. "Why don't you want me to go? Are you by any chance planning something?"

"Yes, I am going to meet Rebecca's mistress. But since I don't know what that woman has to tell me, I think it's better that you don't go, or you may have to wait." He was sincere.

"Sigh!"

"Be careful with these people. Poison masters are dangerous because of their problematic abilities and because some can go through states of sensitivities and lose control over their own powers."

"So, be careful with these people. They cannot be underestimated." She warned him.

Annaliese was sure that Lothur already knew that. But since she already knew about his womanizing personality, she had to remind him so he would not simply think Rebecca and other poison masters were like her and Elke.

That was particularly important to her given the rumors about Rebecca, who seemed to be a bold woman, someone dangerous to be with a person like Lothur, a player.

What would happen by throwing fuel on a fire?

To Annaliese, that would happen if Lothur and Rebecca were allowed to stay together for too long...

That way, she could not help but worry!

"Hmm, I'll keep that in mind."

...

After some time, Lothur arrived in front of the estate he had visited a few days ago.

When he got there, he tapped the communication device outside that mansion, where soon a woman he had seen before came to answer him.

"You? Still alive?" She asked as she remembered seeing this fellow with Rebecca a few days ago.

"Why wouldn't I be?" Lothur looked at her with his eyebrows arched. "Are you trying to kill me, beauty?"

Noticing Lothur's provocative tone, that disciple of the poison master behind this estate ignored him and asked. "What do you want here? Are you after Rebecca? She's not here at the moment."

"Seeing Rebecca is always a sight to behold, but today I am here for her mistress. Is she around?" He asked as he looked into the clear eyes of that young poison master.

"My mistress? What do you want with her?" She frowned her eyebrows, not understanding why this mortal wanted to get in touch with Elisabeth.

He smiled at her and said. "If she is here, just tell her that Lothur came to see her. You will find out what it is about later."

"Humph!"

"My mistress has many concerns. I will not help you if you do not tell me the reason for your visit." She made it difficult for Lothur, thinking he had some connection to her rival, Rebecca.

Lothur then gestured with two of his fingers from his right hand, indicating for that woman to approach the bars separating them.

When she did so, he leaned forward and whispered. "Would you believe me if I told you I am her boyfriend?"

"What?" She jumped in surprise as she looked at Lothur, slowly beginning to get angry at this fellow. "You bra..."

Just as she was about to say a few words to get Lothur away from this place, her mistress' voice came from inside that estate and made her stop.

"Bring Lothur to me, and don't be discourteous to him."

"Mistress!" The woman looked back toward where Elisabeth's workplace should be, shocked that this person wanted to receive this simple mortal.

Lothur realized this and smiled, pleased that he did not have to return empty-handed.

He was already running out of supplies to continue his poison training, and this could also be his opportunity to gain more knowledge.

So, as he walked behind that beauty, he could not help but look at the results that this visit could bring him.

"Mistress, what could someone like him have for you to receive him?" That woman asked as she stopped beside Elisabeth while Lothur watched that purple-haired woman who was as beautiful as Viktoria.

"Haven't you heard him? He is my boyfriend..."