Chapter 151: 151
Although it might sound a bit far-fetched, this player had also been part of the group of serfs who had joined Darkrow in his past life . Draco was certainly surprised to see Money Lover in his guild .
Then again, the majority of the players who had risen to prominence in Sturgehaven Kingdom in his past life had been serfs for Darkrow in one way or another .
In this timeline there was no Darkrow or Hellscape, only Umbra, so they were joining them instead . The difference was significant though . Instead of being treated as just one more little cog in a giant machine, their current starting positions were a lot fairer and closer to their actual talent level .
Darkrow may have been been the number 1 guild of Sturgehaven Kingdom back then, but the current Umbra was unquestionably the number 1 player guild in of all Boundless .
Money Lover himself was a slim and bespectacled guy who had permanently narrowed eyes . His thin lips were flat and his short nose twitched occasionally . With his dark green eyes and blonde hair, he gave off the feel of someone intelligent .
His skin was a bit pale and his height was okay, just slightly shorter than Draco or Riveting Night . He wore a green tweed suit, which made Draco and Riveting Night exchange a look .
Draco could see with the Eyes of Caelo that his suit was originally a Common Rank Robe, so the price to change its aesthetics wasn't too high, only about 10 silver .
Still, to wear a suit in a medieval world…
Apart from Money Lover and Smithson - who was a light-skinned old man with a goatee and mustache in a black robe - the other old woman was quite short and hunched over .
Her gray hair was done into a bun and her lightly tanned face was full of warts and wrinkles . She held a rotten wood walking stick and her eyes were so heavily squinted that one couldn't even see her cornea .
She also wore a baggy robe, and she looked . . . really ugly and wretched in all honesty .
Yet Draco knew better than to look down on her . Anyone who could afford to rent one of the five shop spaces of the fifth floor, when the ones below were full of Rank 5 and Rank 6 Merchants, would be no simple person and should therefore not be changed by their looks, no matter how heinous they were .
Beside her was a young woman who seemed to be the polar opposite of the previous one . She was extremely pretty, but within a more humane and everyday sort of scale . She wasn't like Zaine, Hikari, Roma, Riveting Night and Rina who were the kind of women who seemed a bit too attractive to be real .
She had fair skin and light blue eyes, as well as reddish-brown hair tied into a ponytail that reached the nape of her neck . Her eyes were shaped quite nicely and her nose was small and cute .
Her lips were like rosebuds and had a nice pink color . Her height was quite normal too, around 5"7 making her shorter than Draco . She wore something similar to a female warrior training attire, which was a 'sports bra' made of cotton and wrapped around her impressive c-cup bust tightly .
She also wore a skirt that reached up to the midpoint of her thigh, which was tight enough to display the shape of each of her perky buns at the back . Still, it had slits on both sides so she would be unrestrained when fighting .
Draco and Rambutt came to the same verdict . That was a B+ booty!
She had long and slender legs with impressive thighs . They weren't like Rina's god-tier thighs or Zaine's extremely thick and soft ones, but they were quite supple .
She wore a slight smirk on her face as if everything under heaven was in the palm of her hands . Even in front of a powerhouse like Draco, and surrounded by other powerhouses, she dared to maintain such a smile .
Then there was the distrustful looking fellow who had a hook nose, sharp hawkish eyes, and a dangerous grin . His black hair was neatly combed and his skin was slightly tanned .
He wore a thin robe that was tailored to fit him . Instead of looking like a common mage or clerk, he looked like a top official of a state .
However, he just exuded this strange aura that made one instinctively feel that his words were sweet nothings . Talking with him too long might result in you willingly giving away all your belongings without being able to explain why .
Draco then gazed at the actual overseer, who was extremely pressured by having to be around such high entities, but did his best to suppress it and remain calm .
The only thing that gave him away was a slight twitching of his eyes every now and then as well as an increased heart rate .
Signs only Control masters were able to easily notice . This led Draco to have a good impression, as this feat wasn't easy, even if it was a one-off thing to impress him .
The overseer was a young man who was quite handsome actually . He had dark skin that gleamed like Roma's and his dark black hair was styled into a slight afro .
He had sharp brown eyes and his nose was quite big . His lips were thick and darker than his skin color, his face being well structured and manly .
His body was an extremely pleasant sight to behold . Not one bit of flab, a lot of packed muscles, coupled with his good height of 6"0 and his upright stance, he was quite the picture of an athletic male that attracted female eyes .
After taking stock of all of them, Draco smiled and greeted them politely . "Hello, seniors and fellow friends, my name is Draco . I'm the current Guildmaster of Umbra . Beside me is my soulmate, Riveting Night who is also the primary Vice-Guildmaster of Umbra . "
Draco then went on to introduce every core member of Umbra one by one, even though it wasn't really necessary . This showed that he valued his comrades and felt they were representative of the guild, which made the powerhouses inspect each of them quietly .
The core members of Umbra, while feeling pressured by the scrutiny, were also pleased by Draco's treatment towards them . So they bore with it and made sure not to disgrace him in the least .
Draco finished his introduction, and quietly waited for the other group to do theirs, although he already knew who they were . The first person to speak was the distrustful looking fellow .
"It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Draco . I am Hermon, the patriarch of the Diad family . If you are unfamiliar with us, we are currently the number 1 merchant and manufacturing company in the world . We make everything from potions to vestments, food and even puppets . "
Draco nodded to Hermon with respect . He naturally knew of this family, as he and Happy Saint had humbled themselves to learn under them when they had been capped at the Master Rank .
Should Draco not have been assassinated after claiming the Orb of Worlds when he defeated Riveting Night, he would have dedicated himself to fully master the craft under them while the Semi-Legendary item was used to send the members of Hellscape to the different sections of Boundless .
They were a monolithic family and surprisingly one which was quite reasonable too . Of course, everyone in power had dirty deeds executed in order to reach their position, but the Diad family tried to keep it on the minimum .
They were the type to make friends with anyone and be polite to everyone .
After all, everyone was a potential customer . Even those who cursed and swore at them with hate could be turned into customers, so why foster hatred instead of friendship and partnership?
Next was Smithson, who laughed lightly before introducing himself . "Haha, Young Lord Draco is really a talent not seen in a thousand years . To have built this magnificence so early in your journey through our world shows that you are the chosen one of the gods . "
After laying down the heavy flattery, Smithson became serious . "I am Smithson, Second Grand Elder of the Tradeskill Association . I am currently managing one of the shop spaces here for our association and would like to thank Young Lord Draco for giving us the opportunity . "
"We have many crafters and workers in our roster, more than half of those in the whole world in fact . However, we did not have many avenues to sell their greatest works, fortunately, we do now . "
"I and the other two Grand Elders have come to an agreement . We'd like to offer you a position as a temporary Grand Elder of our association!"
His last line stunned everyone in the room, especially the players, who felt their souls leave them . The powerhouses also stared at Smithson with a mixture of respect and shock for having quite a large appetite .
Draco though, smiled slightly . He had expected this sooner or later . After all, his reputation with the Tradeskill Association had already surpassed 20,000 points .
Coupled with his achievements and prowess, it wouldn't even have been too surprising if they offered to make him their leader .
Still, Draco felt like he would need over 50,000 points for such an offer, though he wouldn't accept it . While it might bring him a lot of benefits in the short term, naturally there came detriments with such a choice .
Without the Tradeskill Association, he had climbed this high and achieved so many crafting accolades that every single hidden power of the human race had learned of him .
One should keep in mind Draco was still merely a Rank 1 player, so what would he be capable of once he reached Rank 2? Or Rank 3? His future was limitless, and he probably wouldn't need anyone's help to get there with what he had done so far .
You trying to recruit him was more beneficial to you than him in the long run, so why would he join?
The other powerhouses were stunned . They couldn't believe the audacity of this fellow . That was also why they could gaze at him with respect and awe, because their horizons had been broadened today .
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