Mixed Blessing System

Elke's parents looked at each other, finding the kind of deals Lothur wanted to make unusual.

It was not common in this world to make deals like that. Usually, what happened was that one side sold the product and the other side got all the rights to it.

Because of this difference, both sides were surprised that Lothur had not asked for a large sum for the design of his special glove.

Lothur realized the problem and said. "It is complicated to assess the fair price of my glove. And in a way, whatever amount House Becker or any other power is willing to pay, I will lose a lot on that."

"So, I'd rather get nothing now but a slice each month of whatever you guys earn for that time interval."

"That way, I don't lose out on this deal, and neither does your family." He smiled. "After all, you will only have to pay me the share of the profits. So, even if the glove is a failure, your family won't lose anything."

"Oh?" Gomeric opened his mouth in surprise, thinking that the business model Lothur wanted to follow was not bad at all. 'That's interesting! Maybe I'll do more business like that in the future!'

Meanwhile, Hilda was thinking about the figures quoted by Lothur. '40% for 200 years. That's quite a lot for someone who won't have to do anything, but the glove will be entirely ours after that period...'

'On the other hand, if this young man keeps his promise, Elke will marry him. Then eventually our descendants will be entitled to the wealth he produces...' She briefly looked at her daughter.

She then said. "I can assume that whatever repairs these gloves need will also be exclusive to us and that you will not create a competing product in the future, right?"

"Hmmm, sure. I have other things on my mind, so I wouldn't waste my time with petty attitudes." He nodded in confirmation.

"And how will we make that work? We've never had the experience of negotiating that way before." Gomeric commented, looking in interest at the silver-haired young man in front of him.

Lothur then replied. "We can form a company for the sole purpose of producing these gloves. Your family will control this company, which must hire tailors and people to run the business."

"I will personally train the first group of tailors to produce this glove. Eventually, they will be able to do this with other tailors and expand the business."

He looked at Hilda and continued. "Then your family can set up stores to sell this product or use existing ones."

"I recommend the second option since getting involved in so many phases of the business is not interesting." He seriously said, looking at Gomeric. "I already have a place to sell these gloves in Lewerenz, so you can experiment to see how the acceptance of this product will be there."

"Look up the Siegel family."

"It looks like you've thought of everything, huh?" Elke commented in a low voice, looking proudly at her man, excited to see him negotiating with her parents.

Lothur seemed to be in control of the situation, even considering that he was only a young man in front of two centuries-old cultivators several levels above him.

And seeing his power, as her parents listened intently to him, Elke could not help but feel amazing to be with him!

'I can't wait for later...' She discreetly bit her lips.

Hilda then complimented. "You have some great ideas, Lothur. I think we can do as you suggested."

"Hmmm, your manners are different, but they look very promising," Gomeric commented in satisfaction.

There was nothing better than doing business with capable people, to have people like that on your side and not on the side of your enemies!

After these words, they continued talking about the details of the contract they would sign for a few more minutes.

For example, to protect himself, Lothur demanded that the Becker family would only have two years after signing the agreement to start mass producing the gloves. That was necessary because if this organization was not forced to do so, there could be a chance that they would not produce such an item and wait for the 200-year period to expire.

There were other details like that, some of which they discussed as they went to the dining hall of that estate, where time flew by as they ate and talked.

"... So, that's it, Lothur, we will sign that agreement next week. In the meantime, I will already be contacting my family's tailors so we can begin preparations." Gomeric said after wiping his lips with a napkin.

As he finished tasting his dessert, Lothur nodded to his father-in-law, pleased by his conversation with Gomeric and Hilda. "All right. Once everything is ready, I will come and teach them about it once a week. Then if possible, get 2-star tailors ready. That way, we can get this sorted out faster."

"Okay, I'll do that." Gomeric agreed.

After a few moments, when the servants were already beginning to remove the dishes from that dining table, Elke looked at her father and asked. "Father, I want Lothur to stay at my residence tonight. Do you see a problem with that?"

"What? The whole night? You want him to sleep in your house?" Gomeric felt terrible to have to hear such a request.

He 'knew' that Lothur was harmless. But let a man sleep in his daughter's residence greatly bothered him!

Elke then said. "We are not going to sleep, father..."

Gomeric's eyes almost popped out of his face, but he heard his daughter's sweet voice. "... I am at a critical point in my cultivation, and I believe that if I train with Lothur tonight, I will get an advancement."

"Oh?" Gomeric's expression improved significantly.

At the same time, Hilda knew what her daughter would do with Lothur, but she did not even think about it. The idea of Elke advancing was too good, even more so considering this young woman's troubled situation.

'If she advances tonight, she will absorb that Soul Bone and become stronger and maybe even more talented...' Hilda clenched her fists, extremely pleased.

"All right, he can stay at your residence tonight, Elke." She said in her husband's place. "But I will stay with you to ensure no servant will get the wrong impression."

Gomeric smiled as he looked at his wife, glad she had suggested it.

Elke knew her mother would not stand in their way and readily agreed.

Following that, Elke and Lothur got up and headed toward that residence, with Hilda following behind them after saying a few words to her husband.

After they closed the entrance door to Elke's residence, Hilda looked at the two of them and asked. "Are you going to do that now? I will put up a formation to block the sounds you make..."

Lothur laughed and said. "Thank you for that, madam. But first, we will do some combat training. I believe Elke will move on after that."

"Oh? So, you won't have to do these things anymore after today?" She smiled at them, knowing that they probably would not accept that.

Elke stepped forward and said. "Of course, we need to! How can we be sure that I will be completely healed? We'd better keep going as long as there are benefits..."

"Is that so?" Hilda teasingly looked at her daughter, knowing Elke was bluffing to justify her pleasure.

"All right, start what you want to do. I'm curious to see how you fight." She grew more serious and walked toward the training area of her daughter's residence.

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