Click!
The door opened, and Margaux walked in, bringing Amellus and Davidson with her.
“Lord Silver,” they greeted, while looking at the massive projection floating above my desk.
“Take a seat, gentlemen,” I said. “Thank you, Lord Silver,” they said and took the seat on Valentina’s left and right.
There are eight people sitting in the office, nine if I count myself.
Aside from these three in front of me. There are Margaux, Caena, Maeve, Eudo and Mage Beaumont. Carla was supposed to be here, but she had to return to the office to meet with an important client.
I looked at three in front of me, especially Amellus whom Valentina wants me to give a chance.
“As you can see, gentlemen. I want to make changes to the basement, big changes,” I said, looking at the large projection of the basement in front of me.
It is huge, covering the whole plot. The things I will be able to do with such a huge space will be amazing and I hope the people in front of me will bring it to life.
“What is your plan for it, my lord?” asked Amellus.
I smiled and closed my eyes, before activating Vision Projection and projected my vision into the mind of those two.
“I want to create a spa. It will occupy 60% of the space and 25% will be occupied by the private hosting rooms. The rest will be part of the studio and a few small things,” I said as their eyes cleared.
“What about the underground parking?” asked Amellus and the question put a smile on my face.
“It will be shifted to the plot left,” I replied.
The plot left of mine belongs to Lucas, but since it is empty, the Count had promised to hand it over to me within a week. Lucas wouldn’t like it, but he will have to give it. There is no other option.
“Do you want to create that in present architecture?” he asked. Indirectly, he is asking whether he could break things.
In legacies, that is done with much deliberation. It could damage the foundation of legacy, or one might even lose it, but unlike other legacies, mine is different.
“We will have complete freedom to tear apart anything. The only restriction we have is to not let, the slightest harm, come to the legacy,” replied Valentina, casting a faint glance at Mage Beaumont.
A few minutes ago, I received a message from Count Darrow.
The prince had permitted me to do anything I wanted in the basement. The only thing the Count wants is to have his representative attend every meeting related to the change in the establishment.
Amellus eyes lit up hearing that.
“What kind of spa it is? Healing spa, day spa, wellness spa?” he asked, surprising many people, including Valentina, who looked at him in question.
“I was on a team that built Radillium Spa at Port Belnin,” he replied, looking both proud and angry.
He controlled his emotions and turned to me for the answer.
“It is a day spa,” answered Maeve.
“It would be completely on basement floors, right?” he asked me. “Yes, with an entrance to outside the building,” I replied.
“W….”
He asked more questions in detail than I had thought he would. I have done my research, but I am not a professional in the field; I cannot answer every deeply technical question about it.
Though, I am impressed by his knowledge.
It is a good thing, that Maeve is here. She is answering all his questions. It is not just Amellus asking the questions, Valentina and old man Davidson are asking them as well.
Soon, they finished with the questions about the spa and turned to ask a question about the studio. I let Eudo handle the most; there are not many questions regarding it as the changes we want to make in it are not big.
The questions about the last part came to me; I want a private hosting room. Some would be small enough to host a group of seven, while the bigger ones would be enough to host twenty-five people.
I could charge a large amount of money for them.
“You want all to be finished within a month?” he asked slowly. To which I nodded. “It is a good thing; I had asked for the best people our company has. They will be here by morning,” she said to Valentina.
“My company had asked me to tell you that it will be a pro-bono job, including the material,” she added, to which I shook my head.
“I am paying,” I stated.
“They will be angry at me if you don’t accept,” she said, but there was a smile on her face. “Tell them then, there are the best firms lined up to work on the establishment,” I replied.
It is not like, I don’t want free things and before the legacy, I might have thought about it, but not now. I don’t want to give the opportunity to the company to say, they have done a work on my establishment for free.
Especially when Valentina is going to leave it.
She didn’t say it directly, but she had implied many times, that she wanted to start her own company and, with the legacy, she planned to move those plans forward earlier than she had planned.
“You will also need the interior designer for the spa and other changes. The two are good, but not good enough to work on the legacy.” Valentina said.
“I know someone who might be suitable for the job,” said Amellus and Valentina just looked at him. “She is great. You will be impressed by her work,” he added, and Valentina looked at me.
“Fine, call her to the city. I will decide whether to hire or not,” I said after a moment of silence. He nodded, but soon his expression turned a little conflicting.
“She is not human?” I asked, and he nodded.
“Orc,” he added with hesitation. Immediately, surprise flashed on the faces of many, including mine. People didn’t think, Orc, when it comes to interior design. They think, of humans, elves, or even dwarves, but never an Orc.
“It is fine. Just give her information to Mage Beaumont. She will handle the rest,” I said, looking at Mage Beaumont, who nodded.
“You will also need a landscape architect,” said Valentina. “I already have someone,” I replied. She looked at me in question, but I just smiled.
An hour and a half later, they all left aside from Margaux. It is clear she has something in her mind.
“Why spa? Why not turn the huge space into a restaurant or more private hosting rooms? This way, we will be able to take more people, make more money, and gain more emotions.” She asked.
The same question had been asked by the Count. I didn’t give him a complete answer.
“It is my vision; I want to create a place where people get experience. They could remember for life. A place where their desires satiated and the spa perfectly fit that vision,” I replied.
From the beginning, it was never about money, but about realizing my vision. The money will come automatically with success.
It is what gave me the legacy, and helped me advance it further.
“Thank you,” she said and walked out of my office.
I slumped back in the chair and stared at the ceiling for a couple of minutes, before everything turned dark and the sun appeared in front of me, with planets small and big orbiting it.
I looked at the stream of mist it was absorbing constantly. Becoming bigger and stronger.
The old man told me many things, and it made me understand how strange my legacy is compared to others.
The strangest thing about it is its core, which was already formed before it had even turned the legacy. It was thousands of times weaker than the core of the newborn legacies, but it had formed the core.
Caena had said, that a seed of it formed in the ritual and I strengthened it, till it had turned into the core.
So, when it birthed the legacy; it took extremely little time to absorb those tributes sent by other legacies.
It turned it into a peak Grade 1 legacy.
If I am not wrong, my legacy is very close to upgrading into a Grade 2 legacy. Newly born legacies take two to five years to achieve that, but mine might be able to achieve in a few months.
It is a shocking thing, because the record is of eleven months, and I don’t plan to break it.
Undue attention isn’t good, in this dangerous time.
I looked at the sun for a couple of seconds before turning to one planet. Caena had really thought it would turn into the legacy and that planet would help me with its most desired ability.
I wanted to use it, but I controlled myself. I couldn’t before the guardian arrived. It is too risky to do it, without reading that contract.
I looked at it for a couple of minutes before pushing it away and walking out of my office.
It is a peak time, and all four floors are completely packed. It was the same before the establishment turned into the legacy, but unlike before, there wasn’t a long waiting line of over ten thousand people, which is getting longer every hour.
After glancing at the restaurant, I entered the basement. It is not empty, as one would expect, especially since the afternoon.
The core staff of the bar, studio, and spa are practicing here. The kitchen staff is lucky because they have a building behind the establishment and since it is in the same plot, they can access the emotion mist there.
I walked through the rooms and saw Cresa, along with other bartenders trying to mix emotion mist into the drink, but failing.
The same is happening with Eudo. Despite his immense talent, he was not able to mix with the makeup and apply it to a teen sitting on the chair.
Though, if anyone succeeds first, then it would be him. He is already quite close.
Soon, I reach the hall where Maeve is practicing, and frustration is clear as day in face. Unlike Drev or Cresa, there was no one there who knew how to use emotional mist with messages and other spa treatments.
There are two spa legacies in the world, but they are on different continents. One of them sent the basics a few hours ago, but it is still less than what others have got.
Even Eudo had got to see how to use emotion mist with make-up from the staff of Vanis Tavern.
The things aren’t as simple as just mixing the emotion mist into the things. No, the emotion mist needs to suit that thing or things could turn horrible. It could injure one, not only physically but also mentally.
They are dealing with emotions here and it is a dangerous thing.
She and her team have to learn it on their own and do it within a month.
It is a tremendous challenge, but Maeve is confident that she and her team will be able to do it. I really hope, they do.
An.
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Click!
The door opened, and Margaux walked in, bringing Amellus and Davidson with her.
“Lord Silver,” they greeted, while looking at the massive projection floating above my desk.
“Take a seat, gentlemen,” I said. “Thank you, Lord Silver,” they said and took the seat on Valentina’s left and right.
There are eight people sitting in the office, nine if I count myself.
Aside from these three in front of me. There are Margaux, Caena, Maeve, Eudo and Mage Beaumont. Carla was supposed to be here, but she had to return to the office to meet with an important client.
I looked at three in front of me, especially Amellus whom Valentina wants me to give a chance.
“As you can see, gentlemen. I want to make changes to the basement, big changes,” I said, looking at the large projection of the basement in front of me.
It is huge, covering the whole plot. The things I will be able to do with such a huge space will be amazing and I hope the people in front of me will bring it to life.
“What is your plan for it, my lord?” asked Amellus.
I smiled and closed my eyes, before activating Vision Projection and projected my vision into the mind of those two.
“I want to create a spa. It will occupy 60% of the space and 25% will be occupied by the private hosting rooms. The rest will be part of the studio and a few small things,” I said as their eyes cleared.
“What about the underground parking?” asked Amellus and the question put a smile on my face.
“It will be shifted to the plot left,” I replied.
The plot left of mine belongs to Lucas, but since it is empty, the Count had promised to hand it over to me within a week. Lucas wouldn’t like it, but he will have to give it. There is no other option.
“Do you want to create that in present architecture?” he asked. Indirectly, he is asking whether he could break things.
In legacies, that is done with much deliberation. It could damage the foundation of legacy, or one might even lose it, but unlike other legacies, mine is different.
“We will have complete freedom to tear apart anything. The only restriction we have is to not let, the slightest harm, come to the legacy,” replied Valentina, casting a faint glance at Mage Beaumont.
A few minutes ago, I received a message from Count Darrow.
The prince had permitted me to do anything I wanted in the basement. The only thing the Count wants is to have his representative attend every meeting related to the change in the establishment.
Amellus eyes lit up hearing that.
“What kind of spa it is? Healing spa, day spa, wellness spa?” he asked, surprising many people, including Valentina, who looked at him in question.
“I was on a team that built Radillium Spa at Port Belnin,” he replied, looking both proud and angry.
He controlled his emotions and turned to me for the answer.
“It is a day spa,” answered Maeve.
“It would be completely on basement floors, right?” he asked me. “Yes, with an entrance to outside the building,” I replied.
“W….”
He asked more questions in detail than I had thought he would. I have done my research, but I am not a professional in the field; I cannot answer every deeply technical question about it.
Though, I am impressed by his knowledge.
It is a good thing, that Maeve is here. She is answering all his questions. It is not just Amellus asking the questions, Valentina and old man Davidson are asking them as well.
Soon, they finished with the questions about the spa and turned to ask a question about the studio. I let Eudo handle the most; there are not many questions regarding it as the changes we want to make in it are not big.
The questions about the last part came to me; I want a private hosting room. Some would be small enough to host a group of seven, while the bigger ones would be enough to host twenty-five people.
I could charge a large amount of money for them.
“You want all to be finished within a month?” he asked slowly. To which I nodded. “It is a good thing; I had asked for the best people our company has. They will be here by morning,” she said to Valentina.
“My company had asked me to tell you that it will be a pro-bono job, including the material,” she added, to which I shook my head.
“I am paying,” I stated.
“They will be angry at me if you don’t accept,” she said, but there was a smile on her face. “Tell them then, there are the best firms lined up to work on the establishment,” I replied.
It is not like, I don’t want free things and before the legacy, I might have thought about it, but not now. I don’t want to give the opportunity to the company to say, they have done a work on my establishment for free.
Especially when Valentina is going to leave it.
She didn’t say it directly, but she had implied many times, that she wanted to start her own company and, with the legacy, she planned to move those plans forward earlier than she had planned.
“You will also need the interior designer for the spa and other changes. The two are good, but not good enough to work on the legacy.” Valentina said.
“I know someone who might be suitable for the job,” said Amellus and Valentina just looked at him. “She is great. You will be impressed by her work,” he added, and Valentina looked at me.
“Fine, call her to the city. I will decide whether to hire or not,” I said after a moment of silence. He nodded, but soon his expression turned a little conflicting.
“She is not human?” I asked, and he nodded.
“Orc,” he added with hesitation. Immediately, surprise flashed on the faces of many, including mine. People didn’t think, Orc, when it comes to interior design. They think, of humans, elves, or even dwarves, but never an Orc.
“It is fine. Just give her information to Mage Beaumont. She will handle the rest,” I said, looking at Mage Beaumont, who nodded.
“You will also need a landscape architect,” said Valentina. “I already have someone,” I replied. She looked at me in question, but I just smiled.
An hour and a half later, they all left aside from Margaux. It is clear she has something in her mind.
“Why spa? Why not turn the huge space into a restaurant or more private hosting rooms? This way, we will be able to take more people, make more money, and gain more emotions.” She asked.
The same question had been asked by the Count. I didn’t give him a complete answer.
“It is my vision; I want to create a place where people get experience. They could remember for life. A place where their desires satiated and the spa perfectly fit that vision,” I replied.
From the beginning, it was never about money, but about realizing my vision. The money will come automatically with success.
It is what gave me the legacy, and helped me advance it further.
“Thank you,” she said and walked out of my office.
I slumped back in the chair and stared at the ceiling for a couple of minutes, before everything turned dark and the sun appeared in front of me, with planets small and big orbiting it.
I looked at the stream of mist it was absorbing constantly. Becoming bigger and stronger.
The old man told me many things, and it made me understand how strange my legacy is compared to others.
The strangest thing about it is its core, which was already formed before it had even turned the legacy. It was thousands of times weaker than the core of the newborn legacies, but it had formed the core.
Caena had said, that a seed of it formed in the ritual and I strengthened it, till it had turned into the core.
So, when it birthed the legacy; it took extremely little time to absorb those tributes sent by other legacies.
It turned it into a peak Grade 1 legacy.
If I am not wrong, my legacy is very close to upgrading into a Grade 2 legacy. Newly born legacies take two to five years to achieve that, but mine might be able to achieve in a few months.
It is a shocking thing, because the record is of eleven months, and I don’t plan to break it.
Undue attention isn’t good, in this dangerous time.
I looked at the sun for a couple of seconds before turning to one planet. Caena had really thought it would turn into the legacy and that planet would help me with its most desired ability.
I wanted to use it, but I controlled myself. I couldn’t before the guardian arrived. It is too risky to do it, without reading that contract.
I looked at it for a couple of minutes before pushing it away and walking out of my office.
It is a peak time, and all four floors are completely packed. It was the same before the establishment turned into the legacy, but unlike before, there wasn’t a long waiting line of over ten thousand people, which is getting longer every hour.
After glancing at the restaurant, I entered the basement. It is not empty, as one would expect, especially since the afternoon.
The core staff of the bar, studio, and spa are practicing here. The kitchen staff is lucky because they have a building behind the establishment and since it is in the same plot, they can access the emotion mist there.
I walked through the rooms and saw Cresa, along with other bartenders trying to mix emotion mist into the drink, but failing.
The same is happening with Eudo. Despite his immense talent, he was not able to mix with the makeup and apply it to a teen sitting on the chair.
Though, if anyone succeeds first, then it would be him. He is already quite close.
Soon, I reach the hall where Maeve is practicing, and frustration is clear as day in face. Unlike Drev or Cresa, there was no one there who knew how to use emotional mist with messages and other spa treatments.
There are two spa legacies in the world, but they are on different continents. One of them sent the basics a few hours ago, but it is still less than what others have got.
Even Eudo had got to see how to use emotion mist with make-up from the staff of Vanis Tavern.
The things aren’t as simple as just mixing the emotion mist into the things. No, the emotion mist needs to suit that thing or things could turn horrible. It could injure one, not only physically but also mentally.
They are dealing with emotions here and it is a dangerous thing.
She and her team have to learn it on their own and do it within a month.
It is a tremendous challenge, but Maeve is confident that she and her team will be able to do it. I really hope, they do.
An.
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