The Author's POV

...A steady source of income.

That's what I needed.

Although stocks could help me make a lot of money, in the end, it wasn't really a long-term solution.

That mainly had to do with the fact that the time frame for each event differed greatly. There wasn't really going to be another incident similar to that of C.B. pharmaceuticals where I could make quick cash in a span of a few days. At least not anytime soon.

Moreover, with the fact that the plotline was slowly changing, I wasn't even sure whether the events will continue to go as the story dictated.

It was no longer the most optimal option that I could take to make money.

...In the end, after a lot of thinking, I came up with a solution.

Creating my own company.

With me being the creator of this world, I obviously knew a lot of things.

Especially with regards to the world.

From stocks, fashion trends, and products that will sweep the market in the future. I knew everything.

With that being the case, a plan had already started formulating in my head.

I was going to create a business empire that on paper wasn't affiliated to my mercenary organization, but in reality, was secretly funding our every endeavor.

With this, as both my mercenary organization and my business grew...the stronger my influence inside of Ashton city would become.

I had realized that just focusing on keeping the plotline intact was useless. No one knew what would happen in the future. Especially since I tended to do things that in a way changed the plotline.

It was too passive of an approach.

I shouldn't just rely on the security that the plotline gave me in order to fight the Demon King. I needed to have reassurances.

I needed something to support me.

I needed to secretly grow an empire that would rival the likes of the union. One that was there yet not there. A secret organization that ruled the shadows.

...and when everything was set in place, everything would be within my grasp.

'Rather than be a chess piece, be the one that moves the chess piece'

By the time the Demon King descended, I would have made enough preparations to fight back

Yes. That's what I had to do...

However, although this sounded nice and all, I needed to approach this carefully.

One step a time.

Like they all say. Rome wasn't built in a day.

My first goal right now was to establish a functioning business.

had several products in mind that I could introduce in the market,

first priority was finding a

I instantly knew what would happen as

would instantly attract the attention

try to remove the company from the market or outright threaten

just how the world

keen on wasting my time

a sponsor was

enough to deter

exactly the right person to

...

the sun brightly lit the surroundings, inside of a busy train station, an air train slowly descended

-Vuuuam!

off the air train, I inhaled the fresh autumn air that lingered in

the right

Smallsnake sent

district -

I was in the right location, I headed out of the

I walked out, tapping on my phone, I once

Name : Ryan Polive

Age : 12

Job : None

S [Current :

Has been approached multiple times with no success. However, it seems like they currently have had

.

.

.

the information, I looked at the date on which the appointment was

'Today huh?'

and Ryan had still not

group...I couldn't afford for him to tragically die like

Bishop.

I had

controlling the behind-the-scenes of the mercenary group, I didn't

and most efficient way possible sent shivers

all sorts of variables during the missions would instantly

Ah...What a frightening duo.

...

-Knock! -Knock!

run-down apartment complex, two muscular men wearing a black suit and a black

"Who is it?"

after the knock was heard, a crisp and pleasant voice echoed from the other side of the

answer regarding the recruitment of your son Ryan Polive" said

a short pause, the sound of rushed footsteps

"...ah, yes"

-Clank!

lady with glossy black hair and few wrinkles on the corner of her eyes appeared in front of

politely bowed in

"Thank you for coming"