****
Amon walked out of the shop with a smile on his face.
His plan had successfully worked.
Now all he needed to do was get the materials for his weapon.
And fortunately, he knew exactly where to get them.
Having his purpose achieved, he started to head towards his next stop.
He started to walk further into the black market, and gradually the ratio of stalls decreased while the ratio of buildings increased accordingly.
After about 15 minutes of walking, he finally arrived at his next stop.
Unlike the blacksmith building, this one was quite well maintained from outside.
Though it still lacked luster and shine when compared to the other buildings around it.
It was a brokerage firm.
Actually, this whole street was full of brokerage firms.
The one that Amon looked at right now was pretty average if compared to every other firm in the street.
This was because they had just started out.
In the future, this place would quickly top every other firm in the street, going on to beco the best.
It was also the point where Michael found out about it and beca one of their custors.
Because of them becoming too big, he was charged a hefty price.
However, starting out right now as one of their first custors gave Amon a great advantage.
Cryptic Glories, that was their na.
Whatever this na ant or why they chose it, he didn't know.
Nodding at the signboard, he headed inside.
Just like last ti, the furniture inside was surprisingly clean and organised.
However, there was no reception table or anything in the whole building, which was
sothing one would expect when coming to a business building.
Not only that but the whole floor was devoid of life, just different kinds of furniture set up, like the floor was a hotel or bar.
But, Amon knew it was supposed to be like this.
Without a word, he walked to an empty chair in front of a round table and sat down.
Silently, he kept gazing outside of the building from the window with his hands on the cane.
After several minutes passed, he finally heard the sound of footsteps from the stairs behind him.
A hooded figure ca to sit next to him.
"This is the [Cryptic Glories], what services do you require of us dear sir?"
Amon answered instantly.
"I'll take your premium package."
The man behind the hood looked taken aback for a few monts.
The black-haired boy behind the mask smiled.
He knew everything about Cryptic Glories.
Although they posed as a brokerage firm from the outside, they were much more from the inside.
Initially high-ranking information departnt officers in the Imperial Military, they retired after the war due to trauma.
After years of recovering, they decided to band together again and open their services in the Black Market.
Because of their high standing in the military, their connections and abilities were the best of the best, also explaining their sudden rise on this street.
Being their first custor here, Amon decided to purchase their highest-valued package.
It was also the package that would get him access to their other services, sothing that wasn't available in the normal package.
This would get him a special position among their custors in the future, also allowing him to form a good bond with them.
Recovering from his initial shock, the hooded figure spoke once more.
"W-which premium package would you like sir? There's 50k, 100k-"
"The highest you people have." Amon indifferently answered, making the man's eyes widen but he quickly recovered.
"T-that'll be 200k s-sir."
He nodded.
"I'll take it."
Reluctantly nodding, the man retrieved a black device, one that was different from the one he had seen in HOU.
This was because this device was designed to hide your personal information and make your transaction anonymous, a thing that was crucial in the Black Market.
Taking the device from the man's hands, Amon attached his watch to the device behind his
cloak.
DING!
As soon as the sound of transaction success echoed in the space, he handed back the device to the figure, who quickly stood up.
"We highly appreciate your willingness to trust this firm and hope that we will be able to et your demands. You can access our services and communicate with us on your watchband." The figure thanked him before pointing out.
Then he bowed.
"Now I shall leave, we hope to get your first request soon. Thank you once again. sir."
Then the figure turned and left the area, proceeding up the stairs.
Once left alone, Amon quickly headed out of the shop, ready to make his first request.
****
Proceeding up the stairs, the figures arrived in a room which was full of people just like him.
As he entered, all of them looked at him with glimring eyes, expecting that he had
returned with good news.
"I-I have so shocking news..." The figure said.
Another figure sitting nearby quickly asked, her voice feminine.
"What happened!? Tell us quickly."
The first figure gulped and nodded before looking at all their faces.
"That person....he just decided to purchase our highest premium package."
At his words, pure silence descended in the room for a few monts.
But then, all of them simultaneously blurted out with shock.
"WHAT!!??"
The first figure nodded and one of the figures sitting near to him quickly latched on to the
device he was holding, starting to examine it.
After a few seconds, they shuddered with shock.
Looking up at them, he spoke, his voice deep and raspy.
"It's real guys, the man bought our highest package. I can't believe soone would trust us
like this..."
Enveloped in shock for so seconds, a figure sitting in the middle of all of them quickly composed himself and ordered them.
"Quick, place the man as the highest priority in our orders, we need to be available for him whenever he wants. Also grant him the highest services and discoun possible. He's our first custor, and he trusted us with such a large amount. We can't fail this."
After listening to the words of the man, who was supposedly also their leader, all of them quickly got to work, fully ready to fulfill the first request of this mysterious man.
And fortunately, the first request didn't take long to arrive.
*****
Amon ssaged them through the band and the answer ca instantly.
Smiling at their fast response, Amon wrote back.
In just a couple of seconds, a new user popped into the chat.
This ti the answer was delayed.
The person behind the screen was probably surprised how he had agreed so quickly to their
conditions.
And honestly, though they were ridiculously high, Amon had no problem with it because of
how good their abilities were.
He smiled behind the mask.
This was the mont he had been waiting for.
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