《Last Wish System 》Chapter 93: Company Founded
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Even if there was still time until the day ended, Yale closed himself in an inn’s room and started practicing. He didn’t want to lose more time strolling the city.
He couldn’t practice forging in that small room, but as his priority was to increase his Origin Points, he didn’t care.
“Origin Points increased to 58/58 points and restored.”
Yale managed to increase them just before dawn.
He wanted to increase his time for practicing; he hoped that since the necessity of travel from one village to another had disappeared in Trade City his training time could increase after the company was founded.
After leaving the inn, Yale restored his appearance as the Silent Healer, put Wyba on his head again and headed towards the merchant association’s building where Oscro was already waiting with a huge banner.
“You finally came! Look at this banner. I am sure it would attract a lot of people.”
In fact, Yale went early to the merchant association’s building, so he wasn’t late, but Oscro was there even earlier due to his excitement. Yale felt that making a company was convenient for them, but to Oscro that was part of his dream and a significant moment for him.
Yale neared to the banner and read the words Oscro wrote in it.
“Frost Wolf Company. We heal your body and mind. If your body suffers, you can visit the famous Silent Healer who will heal you without saying useless words. If your mind is suffering, you could heal yourself by hugging Wyba, the cutest Frost Wolf cub in the world. Special discount for contracting both services at the same time.”
Yale read it three times before asking to Oscro.
“What about trading?”
Oscro laughed at Yale’s question. He was expecting that Yale would ask that.
“Everyone trades here, common trading wouldn’t catch any attention, so it is better to focus on our uniqueness. After some time we can put a limit on the number of times for hugging Wyba, and only the best customers of the company will have more chances to do it. I have even thought about how giving the membership badges to the most loyal customers.”
Oscro had indeed planned a lot for the company; he was risking it all to make it successful.
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“Well, you are the one who is good at business. However, I want some time to rest after the company became officially founded, I don’t plan to work without stop.”
Given his previous experiences with girls’ reactions towards Wyba, Yale was sure that Oscro’s plan would attract a lot of people, so he was worried that Oscro decided to work without stopping for months.
“Don’t worry about that, having a limited time each day is also good to make the customers more impatient at getting the services.”
Yale nodded, and both of them entered the building and went to the registration counter.
“You came quite early. Here you have your identification badges as the founders of the Frost Wolf Company.”
Oscro and Yale received the badges and bound them; those badges also act like the tokens to know if the one who bound them was alive. However, those badges were more efficient than the tokens in the Revgen Empire, they only need to bound one, and the pair in the association possession would be synchronized automatically.
“Now, you follow me to see my mother and heal her. You don’t need to lose more time.”
The woman wanted to end the deal as soon as possible, doing that type of deals wasn’t something good if anyone discovered it, so the faster they finished, the better.
“Can you leave your workplace without problems?”
Oscro didn’t want that the woman had problems with her job due to them, at most they could wait until she finished work.
“Don’t worry, I have a golem with my same appearance, with the monotony of my job even if for some reason anyone came to register, it would still seem like I am acting as always.”
The woman was used to do that when she was bored and never had any problem before due to it.
Oscro nodded and avoided asking anything more; he didn’t have any interest in how the woman was cheating her superiors.
The woman’s house where her mother was waiting was only at fifteen minutes from the merchant association’s building.
Oscro insisted on offering the combined service which also included hugging Wyba instead of only the promised healing; he wanted to show off his goodwill and promote their newly created company.
The old woman’s mood improved a lot of thanks to Yale and Wyba; her daughter also seemed happy with the results.
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“I will return to work now. Thank you very much, it has been years since my mother was that happy.”
She had never expected that the wolf cub’s effects on the mood were that great and Yale’s healing was also top-class for his age. She was even thinking about contracting the Frost Wolf Company services when her mother starts to feel bad again.
After they separated from her, Yale spoke to Oscro.
“That woman will live for two months at most, and that is in the case she is provided with constant healing. Without any help, she won’t live more than a week.”
As the one who healed her, Yale had a good understanding of the old woman’s health. However, he didn’t know if he should say it or not, and as Oscro was the expert in social relationships, he decided to tell him and let him decide what to do.
Oscro who was smiling in happiness before, but Yale’s words changed his face.
“Really? She seemed healthy just now.”
Yale shook his head.
“That is just because the aftereffects of my healing, but they won’t last eternally. Furthermore, even if I heal her every day, her remaining life force will be exhausted in two months. The pass of time is cruel, without surpassing the Mortal Rank, hundred years is the limit in the best cases. That woman isn’t that old, but her body suffered a lot of injuries and illness which weren’t healed properly in the past which exhausted her life force more quickly.”
For anyone who didn’t reach the Rank 1, the life force wasn’t only limited to hundred years it was easily wasted by injuries or illness if they weren’t properly healed, reducing the dying age by a lot of time.
Oscro was surprised that Yale was able to give such detailed analysis of the woman’s health, but in the same way that Yale didn’t try to understand Oscro’s methods to do business, Oscro didn’t plan to understand how Yale healed others.
They went to one of the biggest streets with Oscro holding the banner up.
There were too many businesses there, so the chances of catching the customers attention were low, that was the opposite of those remote villages in which the villagers wanted to trade at any cost.
However, Oscro’s strategy worked well as the young girls and even grown woman neared them after seeing Wyba on Yale’s head.
The young girls only wanted to hug Wyba while some of the old women also asked healing. They didn’t need any healing as they were just tired from working, but Yale didn’t refuse to heal them.
As the women surrounded them, other people started to focus their attention on them.
In fact, they started to have problems in maintaining the order as they were in the street and not in some building.
There was a huge queue to hug Wyba; healing turned into only a compliment as there is a discount for doing both things at the same time.
“Why can’t I hug her more time? I will pay for more time; money isn’t a problem.”
A teenager girl pouted when Oscro said that she needed to stop hugging Wyba.
“I am sorry. If you are the only one hugging her, the other customers won’t have a chance.”
Yale sighed inwardly. Fortunately, Oscro was the one who dealt with customers; Yale knew that he wouldn’t be able to do it without losing the patience.
“You know who I am? I am Julie, the founder of the Thousand Roses Company!”
Oscro was startled, as that was an incredibly famous company that had already obtained the gold rank in the merchant association. In the gold rank, a company starts to have some voice in the association even if it hadn’t the right to vote any official affairs.
The Frost Wolf Company was still unranked, to reach the gold rank they had a long way to go.
Everyone knew that the Thousand Roses Company was founded by a young girl who started from zero and in a year she turned the company in a very influential one. However, few people knew her face as she didn’t appear in public too much, she had enough employees to attend customers.
The Thousand Roses Company had turned famous a year before Yale and Oscro met, and that was also the time when Oscro decided to try luck as a merchant, and the Thousand Roses Company exit was one of his biggest inspirations. Thus, he didn’t know what to say after the girl showed her identity.
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