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.

I could introduce in the market, however, that wasn't my

was finding a

novels in my time, I instantly knew what would happen as soon as the products

would instantly attract the

try to remove the company from the market or

just how the

on wasting my

why a sponsor was

that was big enough to deter

the right person

...

of a busy train station, an air train

-Vuuuam!

inhaled the fresh autumn air that lingered in

the right station

Smallsnake sent

- Libonsa

station sign, and confirming I was in the right location, I

on my phone, I once again

Name : Ryan Polive

Age : 12

Job : None

S

Currently being eyed by gold graded guild Luxious. Has been approached multiple times with no success. However, it seems like they currently have

.

.

.

I looked at the date on which the

'Today huh?'

I wasn't late and Ryan had still not been recruited

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

Bishop.

position I had planned on giving

and Smallsnake controlling the behind-the-scenes of the mercenary group, I didn't have to

fastest and most efficient way possible sent shivers

meticulous and organized whilst the other calculating and perceptive, all sorts of

Ah...What a frightening duo.

...

-Knock! -Knock!

wearing a black suit and a black

"Who is it?"

crisp and pleasant voice echoed

Luxious guild. We are here for your answer regarding the recruitment of your son Ryan Polive" said

pause, the sound of rushed footsteps rumbled through

"...ah, yes"

-Clank!

with glossy black hair and few wrinkles on the corner of her eyes

bowed in front of

"Thank you for coming"