Three months would pass quickly as Vicente's group developed.
After the previous negotiation, Damian agreed to join Vice's group with two other rchants from Martell Village.
Through this, Vice had created his local rchant society a few days ago, when the deadline for their agreent to take effect had begun.
After days of waiting, the three rchants associated with the Fuller family had finally been called by Vicente this morning. They were now in the Crow Woods with this boy and so of his n.
It was the middle of the day in this region, and the blue sky of this warm day illuminated the forest, making this ordinarily dark place much more peaceful.
The small animals took advantage of the day to escape their burrows while others rested in hiding.
Amidst the sparse vegetation of the area, Vicente stood next to Rory and 10 of his trusted n.
After months since Jesse's death, Vicente and Rory had brought more trusted people to their side, having trained so of the workers from the Fuller family warehouse to beco marksn.
Hence, when the older people arrived there, the three rchants and their trusted n soon looked at Vicente's group with curiosity, waiting to see what these low-level magicians had for them.
Damian looked at those two young n and saw how they were getting a little bigger, each day closer to their biological maturity.
Magicians grew vertiginously between the ages of 12 and 14. In this maturation period, they left their childish features behind and reached adult appearances within a few months.
Vicente and Rory did not stop growing and maturing; today, one of them was 1.76 and the other 1.83 ters tall. Both were between 70 and 75 kilograms, and hair could be seen growing on parts of their faces.
Considering how they dressed in formal and well-tailored clothes, they both looked even older.
Seeing his guests arriving, Vicente smiled and said. "My associates, all of you have already promised not to talk about what we have here, so it is ti to introduce you to my ard group.
These ten young n here are the security guards you will use in your travels from now on. With them, the safety of your resources will be guaranteed."
"Are you serious?"
"That's a joke..." One of them muttered as he turned away.
This comnt did not bother Vicente, and he rely signaled for one of those n to act.
When he saw his leader's signal, one of the ten young n pulled out the pistol he had in his waistband and pointed it toward that rchant with his back turned.
The others in the vicinity were surprised by the shape of the thing but thought it was so kind of weapon.
As they quirked their eyebrows, that rchant felt soone pointing sothing at him and turned around. "What's that? Are you trying to scare with a toy, Vicente?"
Vicente's man changed the direction of his pistol and then fired.
Bang!
Everyone heard a gunshot and a very fast flesh coming from that gun. Then sothing shot at great speed from it, passing by the side of that rchant's left cheek, so he felt sothing passing close to his head.
In the next instant, the bullet hit the trunk of a tree behind such a rchant.
When this happened, the trunk of that tree, almost 60 centiters in diater, was suddenly hit.
A part of that trunk 1.9 ters above the ground was totally destroyed, and the tree swayed, leaning in the direction where the bullet lodged in its trunk had co from.
Seeing the destruction caused by such a weapon, the rchant paled as he felt an indescribable chill run through his body.
If it had hit him, he could have died!
The others also realized this and readily understood the power of that small weapon in the hands of one of Vicente's n.
Vice grinned when he saw this and said. "This is my firearm! A simple Junior Apprentice ard with the simplest of these weapons can even kill a Senior Apprentice with their defenses up.
If they act against an unwary and inattentive opponent, seriously injuring an Acolyte is not out of their possibilities!"
"Is that really possible?"
"If that's true, then if Acolytes use those weapons...
Gulp!"
"For the mont, we can't do that. We need Acolytes blacksmiths, and we don't have any of them... So this is not possible. However, we can have such weapons compatible with Acolytes in the future." Vicente said, encouraging these n.
"But, Vicente, how does that work? How did you get such magnificent items?" Damian asked, understanding how Vicente planned to lower their costs.
Vicente smiled but did not reveal.
In Polaris Realm, there were weapons that increased the power of their users. But there was nothing like Vicente's firearms.
However, he had not intentionally developed these items and was unsure how they worked. All Vicente wanted when planning his weapons was to have valuable items to be used against low-level people.
Ordinary weapons on Earth could kill even animals weighing hundreds of kilograms, so he thought they might have a positive effect for the beginning of his journey in Polaris Realm.
But the weapons he had assembled there differed from those on Earth and could do much more damage.
He then said. "Don't worry about the how. I will try to develop these weapons so that people of your level can use them in the future. But for now, I believe this will be enough for us to start our strategies."
They agreed, but soon one of them raised a crucial question. "But Vicente, how do we deal with these n? The royal family forbids group formations like the one you have here."
According to the royal laws of Seidel, ordinary people could have a maximum of 3 magicians or warriors working as guards. Above that, such groups would be considered unauthorized military organizations and would be targeted by the forces of the kingdom.
Nobles could have more n on their side depending on their rank. But for ordinary people, the limit was really high.
Vicente already had ten ard n, which could threaten the lives of so relatives of nobles or low-level royalty.
Vice knew about the difficulties of publicly maintaining a personal guard in this place and said. "These are rely farrs and rchants...
Until they draw their weapons, these n are not warriors.
Finally, our society will naturally be of the secret type. So in public, so of these n will work for you and have no relation to each other."
"Oh?"
Rory added. "No one but us needs to know about our arrangents. We are just rchants who et from ti to ti to talk business—nothing out of the ordinary.
No one needs to know we are associates and work together."
After those words, the n in Vicente's group smiled along with those rchants. Everyone there knew that the local rules could limit them in many ways, but there were ways for them to act in the shadows without running big risks.
Vicente then signaled to two of those n. "Here, we have so weapons for you. Please try them out, but don't use more mana than my n could use at their levels."
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