Mixed Blessing System

After a few minutes, Lothur was face-to-face with the middle-aged attendant of that store.

"Well? Are you interested in my product?" He asked in anticipation of receiving permission to proceed with his business.

That woman looked intently at Lothur, remembering what she had heard from the person behind that store. "We will not be doing business regarding your glove, so you may proceed as you wish."

Lothur nodded in satisfaction upon hearing this, not at all surprised.

But then he listened as that well-dressed woman placed his glove on a counter. "You can take your glove back. But tell me, who put the formations on this glove?"

"Who did? I did it myself." He said as he stored that item in his spatial ring.

"You did?" That woman's eyes opened wide.

She had heard that a genius formation master had left something in that glove that had made it impossible to analyze it. Because of this, this woman could not help but be shocked that Lothur had done this.

Lothur then casually replied. "I did, didn't I? I don't want to focus my time on becoming a tailor. That's because I have other professions of interest. Becoming a formation master is one of my objectives."

That woman's mouth dropped open at those words as she thought about Lothur's talent. 'Is he that talented? Is he better as a tailor or a formation master?'

But then she saw that he seemed to be in a hurry to leave that place and said. "Lothur, the lady behind that store wants to meet you. Could you meet her this week?"

"She does, huh?" Lothur asked in surprise, not thinking it was terrible.

The more connections for him, the better!

He then said. "No, I'll be busy until Sunday night. So, I won't be able to meet this person until next week."

"Oh? Next week is good for us!" That middle-aged woman said without thinking it was terrible that they would have to wait for him. "How about we schedule it for Monday night?"

"Hmmm, that's fine with me."

"Then it's scheduled." She smiled in satisfaction as she left the side of the counter she was on to accompany Lothur on his way out of that store. "I'll make the arrangements, so just worry about showing up at the Christen family estate."

"OK. See you later..."

...

After some time, Lothur stopped by a local store where materials for the tailoring profession were sold.

He had already gotten the address of such a place from that woman and had learned about some materials best suited to his glove.

With this, he did not take long to invest 50,000 bronze coins in various materials different from those he had used before.

But some of these materials Lothur could not get right away. So, it would still be a few days before he produced the new version of his special glove.

Anyway, if he made no mistakes in his judgment and did not fail with the production of the new version of the glove, then he already had an idea of how much such a thing was worth.

With this in mind, he returned to the Frost family estate with a smile on his face, knowing that he could now start negotiating with Elke's family.

...

Upon arriving in his room, it was not long before Lothur received a visitor, who he knew was coming for him.

"Lothur, it's me. Open the door." Viktoria said in a much softer tone than she usually used.

Hearing that, Lothur smiled and opened the door to his room. "Dear wife, have you missed your husband, and are you here to see him?"

Viktoria did not contradict Lothur's speech. Instead, she just clasped one of her hands and stepped forward. "You have touched me in a way that I cannot be of any other but you. So, let's develop our relationship as husband and wife."

She then put her arms around his body, quickly embracing him as she felt his warmth. "You said you were going to take care of me, right? So, Lothur, I'm here for that."

"Oh?" He closed the door with one of his hands and hugged her waist tightly.

After that, he looked into her eyes for a moment and began to kiss her.

"Mmmmmm~"

Viktoria readily accepted his advance, feeling the pleasing sensation of being kissed by him that previously she had never imagined possible.

And while she was lost in that sensation, she did not even notice how Lothur skillfully removed almost all the clothes from her body. "What do you want me to do?" He parted his lips from hers and looked at her intensely.

Gulp!

"Don't you know?" She shivered.

"I know, but I want you to tell me." He brought his face closer to her defenseless neck, speaking next to her left ear.

Viktoria shivered as she heard and felt his movements, her heart leaping in agitation. "I... I..."

"You?" He smiled just before gently biting the lobe of one of her ears.

"Mmm~" Viktoria bit her lips and made a slight sound, feeling her face warming up. "I... I want you to kiss me there, like earlier today."

"That's what I imagined, hehe..." He licked his lips since that was his favorite 'dish.'

And as Viktoria blushed with embarrassment at having said aloud what she wanted, Lothur quickly took off his clothes and carried her to bed.

...

After half an hour, several moans, and a lot of sweat, Lothur and Viktoria finalized their good time as husband and wife.

At this moment, they were both lying in that small bed of Lothur, both still unclothed, sweaty, and embraced.

Viktoria had her face resting on Lothur's left shoulder while her left hand massaged his abdomen. Meanwhile, he looked up with a mysterious expression on his face.

And without knowing what her husband had in mind, Viktoria considered everything that had happened from the previous night to here. 'Ah, now I feel so relaxed... Is that how that redheaded girl feels when she's with him?'

'If we're supposed to live like this, I don't see a problem with being with him...' She looked up, seeing her husband's chin, blushing a little. "Lothur, what do you think about moving into my residence?" She suggested.

"Oh? Are you serious?" He looked at her in surprise.

"Hmmm, even though we haven't taken the final step yet and I have no experience, I'm no fool, Lothur. I know that sooner or later, we will do something more." She looked into his eyes thoughtfully. 'You put me in a state that I can hardly think straight... And I don't feel like stopping...'

She asked. "So, if we're going to live as husband and wife, isn't it better if we live and sleep together? I don't find it convenient to come here every night."

He smiled upon hearing that. "That's fine with me, but once I move out, there will be no turning back, dear. And be ready to be my good wife in our residence."

"I know, and I will be..." She looked at the wall on the other side of that bed, embarrassed that she had so little power over him.

"Good!"

"When I return from the Becker family home tomorrow morning, I will come straight to your residence to take care of you." He said. "What do you think?"

"Great, but..."