"Lara… Stop fooling around… What the hell are you going!"
Like any naughty little girl, she raised her other hand, and covered his face entirely with this sticky blue material. It felt like she just covered his face with mud or ice or something. And that made him instantly retreat back.
"Sh*t! I knew you were up to something useless like usual!" the uncle cursed, while trying to remove that ointment off his face. Yet it was a bit sticky, and it took him a couple minutes to remove just a small part of it.
The rest vanished on its own, as his face absorbed everything. "What? Why are you looking at me in such a way? It's not the first time for me to yell at your face for something bad you did!"
He harrumphed when he noticed the shocked gaze Lara gave him. "No, uncle, wait!" he was about to move away, but she hurriedly ran after him.
"What? Aren't you ashamed of yourself? Getting this big and still having the mind of a child in here? What did we do wrong in raising you? Grow up, goddammit!"
He even poked her head in an angry way. "Uncle, just look… Look at your face…"
"What's wrong with my face? F*ck! What kind of sorcery is this?!!!"
She took out a mirror and placed it in front of him. The moment he saw his face, he froze on the spot for long seconds, before cursing out loud.
He grabbed her mirror, wiped it clean various times using his sleeves. And yet he saw a much younger face in front of him. It was like he went back in time for three decades at least, looking just when he was eighteen.
"Damn! It's the effect of that material…" he didn't need to hear what William said to Lara before to realise this. He looked at her, and she just smiled and nodded, not knowing what to say.
"It's called an ointment," she repeated the same name William used to call this product, "and it's a new product made out of alchemy. It's made using the trash items we kept storing all these years."
"This… This… Are you certain? This isn't just a failed product or anything?!!"
"Hahahaha, just look at your face, uncle, and you'll know this is all real," she laughed, feeling like she stumbled on a treasure trove or something.
Just from this recipe alone, this ointment product, she could already imagine scary uses for it. The current potions and elixirs healing one's scars or returning one's youth weren't even one tenth the effect of this ointment.
"Uncle… If we mass produced this, what potential would this product have?"
"This?" her uncle pointed at his face like he was pointing at a miracle or something, "let's not mention letting old fogies like me look younger, just focusing such a product and sell it to ladies will make our wealth double in less than one year. And these are my conservative estimates!"
"..." Lara blinked, recalling what William once said to her. He said that she and her family were in front of a chance, one that wasn't any less than what her great grandfather once did!
And from her short talk with William, she could tell that he got lots of other useful and unbelievable formulas, recipes, and even blueprints for all the materials that she and other big forces stored for all these years.
"Ok, I'm going to make this deal with you… Just hang in there and wait for my forces to arrive, ok?"
Inside the Lost City, William wasn't that pressured at all. He was just moving around like he was a flying dragon or a shark in the ocean.
There was not a single monster that could come closer to him. He killed tons of monsters using his technique and used four elixir bottles just during the past half an hour.
But that was all worth it. He wanted to make not only the deal of trading materials with Lara, but he also wanted something grander. So he had to wait for her response, and also put on such a grand show of power to let her and her family realise he wasn't that kind of a weakling at all.
"Sorry, but that wouldn't do…"
[What the hell do you mean by that?!]
"I mean that old deal won't do. I want other things."
[Anything you want will be agreed on, you do know who I am, right?]
"No, this is different," William smirked before adding, "I want a piece of land in the city up above, a permission to build a new branch of my guild up there."
[Hmm… Quite ambitious and a little troublesome but… I can make it for you. But why do I feel you need something else? Something more… More troublesome?]
"Because I really do have such a thing in mind, hahahaha!" William laughed, "I want total control over the Lost City, what do you think about that?"
[...]
Back in her family's Spar Arena's control centre, Lara stood in shock and disbelief. The first impression she got was that William tricked her. But then she realised in the next instant that he was just joking with her. She took a long minute to control her racing emotions before responding with a loud shout.
"You can't believe I can make such a promise to you, not even as a joke!"
[Then how about this, you and I will share this place together, fifty fifty, what do you say?]
"Not a chance! Do you want all the other families to fight us? All the forces in the city as well as others from areas around? No way! This is madness! We shall let things be as they are, with everyone sharing access to the city."
[That won't do… Then how about this… The entrance to this place is sealed by me. If anyone has the ability to break such entrapment, then I do invite them to try!]
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