Obviously (if I wasn’t stopped when going in by myself) nobody bothered us as we headed out of the building towards the parking lot. The only “iion” was a knowing nod from the security located at various points on our walk with them seemingly not b to follow. Strange since I expected at least oo act as an escort but I suppose it wasn’t as if we were stepping off the property.Plus it would be a little silly to leave his offiprotected.Either way we soon found ourselves outside and uhe st few hours of sun that the day had left to give before it fell to the darkness of night. I simply poiowards the carriage as “mr.Green” headed over to begin iing it. Even if he was not a craftsmen; he had worked with carriages all his life.What sort of mert wouldn’t be able to notiething wrong with a vessel they own? Even I could destrue of my surface to space missiles so obviously he should be able to do something simir with a far more rudimentary mode of transport. Some may think missiles aren’t a mode of transport but I simply call those sorts of cowards who are afraid of a little bit of adveher than my stealth jet - missiles are my most ode of air transport. There is nothing quite as effit when it es to getting behind enemy lines without any kind of suspi that they have been invaded in the first pobody ever expects you to be hiding inside one of the missiles that appear to have missed their target; get them every siime!Especially if I just tank the explosion instead of relying on any sort of especially high-tech method to prevent myself from getting hurt. The heat is annoying but hardly that dangerous…I do apparently have Phenex blood.I mean have you heard my theme song in this game; that shit is straight up badass and stantly keeps talking about fire. ’t be more on the han that. Kinda want to get into anht just so I hear my song bring as I proceed to kie ass like the badass I always knew I was. There was also that part about feeling as if I’m ing u I am chosing to tactically ighat in favour of all the cool lines.“Huh… Seems like they didn’t put much effort into maintaining the axles so at best it’ll need an oiling & scrub down hut at worst a full overhaul if there are any fractures due to loss of iy.” Letting out a sight as he squatted down while turning essentially his entire body, while dripping the underside, so that he could catch a glimpse of the underside. Sadly I knew from experiehat su overhaul on the inner ws be quite costly yet a lot more money had goo the appearan this case. Plus with the level of engineering visible it shouldn’t be that hard to repce a metal bar that is made to spin. “Wheels are probably best to just repce them with something new but that isn’t a problem as we’re always doing that anyway.“He said while standing up, pg an arm across his back as he stretched with a satisfying *crack* which likely came from hours of office work, before rubbing a symbol a little caked in dirt. Soon a glimmering symbol simir to what adorhe building behind us became clear. What was also obvious was that there was a number hidden on the underside.“A serial number?” I asked - somewhat curious if the standards were simir to my line of work.A serial number is something we assign to a batch of products in order to help us keep track of eae of them and is especially helpful when you o track down who bought what. Allows us to easily notice dupes (even down to every bullet) by having an inhouse system for assigning them while also letting us see which on art of what bat case of manufacturing errors. Not that I allowed for errors. It’s also a requirement by iional w so it’s nid easy to find ating ons trickle down to certain groups of undesirables. Of course only fools py by rules 100% of the time. You don’t win by pying fair and it’s easy enough to break the rules in your favour once you know how they’re enforced.For his part the mertile branch head momentarily paused at my question - seemingly fused at how I knew something like that - but quickly recovered. Showing a level of professionalism I could certainly appreciate even if we ran a pletely different business; they were just a middle man while we were a manufacturer as well as military tractor. “Indeed, proves this is one of ours, but how do you know about something like that?”“Quite on in my world but I’m also quite well acquainted since I run a little ons manufacturing business bae; in fact this is a piece I personally designed.” Removing my revolver from my holster to proudly dispy to the mert (with safety on). Making sure he knew how great I was.“At such a young age?” His eyes widening showing the shock he no doubt felt; my pride nourished up as his eyes actually glimmered in astonishment. Not for a sake doubting me as I had already told some far taller tales that he could easily firm if he wanted. “Well we leave pleasantries for ter… Holy this is in as good a shape as I could have hoped after ing into possession by a group of bandits”Turning his attention towards the cammare (steroid camel) that had been leading the carriage all of this time; although it strangely didn’t seem very jazzed at the thought of staying with me. Wonder why? “This cammare is holy the real prize since I easily sell it off for, off the top of my head, maybe 124 KG even without a particur buyer in mind.” Tapping his as I merely raised a brow as the high price made sense - monster-beasts were an expensive odity as it required a lot of care to raise them so that they were obedient. It was also useful to know that G, old s, was still the currency of the game. Their worth being approximately simir to that of a good old German mark. “I’m thinking 110,000 Gold for both the carriage a; a new carriage would only cost like 1K but the time as well as profit that could have been gained should put this as admittedly great for us.” At least he was ho about his nickeling and dime’ing. Obviously realising that from my background I wasn’t going to get tricked by the “well it only costs x brand new” argument.A business like this would likely easily bring more than 1K per-sale while a carriage like this could easily hold more than 10 per trip. Meanwhile a brand new carriage could take upwards of a year to build depending on what the market for materials and wait lists look like. Even in the unlikely case that the trip takes half a year, without ating for i or costs, it is easy to see the profit.“Well it’s not like that’s an amount of mohat really bothers either of us so let’s just sider this the beginning of a new friendship?” Grag him with a smile that he returned in kind as I sheathed my gun in favour of a hand. A hand he readily accepted as we found ourselves at an agreement.Taking no time to pull what I only think of as a cheque book out of his inner pocket; quickly jotting down some figures before ripping it out. In turn I quickly pced it in my iory which shocked him for a moment, a glimmer of what I only call “a mert's instincts” in his eye, as he quickly covered himself with a mask that few other than me could notice. Of course I noticed and that was why I revealed my iory like this.“So what will you be doing after this, a pyer like you must be rather busy whether here or ba your world in.” There we go. The question I was waiting for since we first met up; es are the number one way to quickly gain power after all.“I’ll be going to a pce called…” Cheg the hat I received from that very kind (and hot) blue haired woman to see the name of the establishment. “God Hunters since I was io join their little club by someone.” Now his rea was finally something I didn’t expect. Mr. mr.Green suddenly went pale, stumbling backwards in bafflement, struggling to find any words which resulted in him just fpping his gums for a few seds until he adjusted his tie which was a on nervous ti business. “I-I didn’t expect to be helped by someone of such high esteem as you; obviously your always wele to ask for any help iure!” Suddenly being the submissive in this game of words as he whipped out a card covered in his credentials which was a clear sign.A security seemed to have noticed his nervous disposition but he didn’t eve a ce to speak up as this rich mert shoed the security away. Returning a happy smile to me while presenting the card with his body noticeably bowing toward me in a sign of respect. Making it obvious I’d o hasten my visit to that pce.“Thank you for your hospitality and I hope for a loionship.” Taking the card while not falling into the pithole that power oftees for people like me. We all have egos but it’s those who succeed in hiding it the lohat bee the most popur. Time to visit my new friend… Maybe with bes?I hope it’s with bes. Walking through the streets, as pared to getting a free ride, allowed me to finally take in how busy this city was. It certainly couldn’t pare to what I remembered from the uy in my previous life - a term often used for the ground level of the mega-cities which had walkways ag like a new “floor” for those of higher and higher status. Often being at least 5 that had restris on access… That the wealthy could obviously just ighere also was far less trash here than in the under cities - those from upper levels having no issues throwing stuff down below to the poiire buildirances could be blocked by trash. pared to that this pce was far closer to Heildeburg. An iing mix of a and “modern” design (even if the modern was signifitly behind my world) with reet lights every few feet.It was… Refreshing.Still, I soon reached my destination. It appeared to be a bar - far less operavagant than the mert pany reen - but mao also appear far more dignified. A sleek bck aesthetic with a metallic azure inlining which wasn’t noticeable yet also oo in your face. Above the door that was guarded by a knight with a skull-akin helm was a simple name on an aged but incredible well maintained pque.God Hunter Saloon.