Mixed Blessing System

After returning to that high-end store in the central part of Peters City, it did not take long for Lothur to come face to face with the woman who had served him earlier.

Seeing that unmistakable face of Lothur’s, that woman had already identified who he was and picked up his order that was already waiting for him at the reception counter.

“Here you are, young man.” She smiled at him as she passed him such a package. “Why don’t you try it on so we can see if everything is right?”

Seeing the way that woman was biting the tip of a pen and smiling at him, Lothur understood that she did not just want to check the condition of that outfit. He then laughed and went to a fitting room in one of the many side doors of the place.

He did not care if the woman wanted to watch him while he tried on the clothes. He was not shy and found it interesting that many women had eyes of desire when watching him.

And as long as she did not try anything strange, he was okay with all that.

So, he soon began to change his clothes while that woman tried to spy on him, curious to see that man’s body.

‘Besides being handsome, he’s strong…’ She leaned next to the fitting room door that he had entered, watching through a small side opening.

“Sigh…”

‘It’s a pity I’m too old. Otherwise…’ She laughed, running the tip of her tongue across her lips.

After that, Lothur left that fitting room already dressed in the clothes he had bought, a gray tuxedo with a dark blue butterfly tie, which fit his body perfectly.

[Grey Tuxedo] [Classification: Iron]

[Feature: increases the wearer’s heat resistance by 10%. Increases the user’s attractiveness to women by 10%. Increases the envy and hatred of men in the wearer’s surroundings by 30%.]

[Description: typical party tuxedo, with the ability to keep the user always prepared to deal with an enemy. It has three secret spaces that can store weapons up to 15 centimeters long.]

Lothur temporarily ignored the system’s warnings as he walked in front of that middle-aged woman, seeing how her eyes were sparkling as she observed him.

“Lothur, you look perfect in this outfit!” She said excitedly, pleased with the work of the tailor who had produced that costume.

“I think your companion will be thrilled at the event you two will go… I think all the ladies will be jealous of her.” She laughed, coming to Lothur’s side and patting his right shoulder.

He did not find those words strange and commented in good humor. “You forgot to say that I will attract the envy and hatred of other men who see me on this occasion…”

“Hehe, that is probably true…”

“Anyway, now that you have tested your order and seem satisfied tell me if you have thought about my previous suggestion. What do you say?” She grew a little more serious, thinking about how easily Lothur seemed to recognize spiritual items.

Professional tailors could produce items that could be even more valuable than some armor. However, these professionals depended on existing resources and their sensory abilities to do this.

With a practical resource in hand, such a tailor could use his senses to identify the best ways to combine different materials to form something powerful. Such a thing was not as simple as one might imagine since certain features could only be taken advantage of if the tailor was millimeter-precise.

And to do this, these professionals needed unique sensory abilities, which this woman thought Lothur had as he could easily identify complex items.

After hearing that woman’s question, Lothur observed her for a moment and got straight to the point. “It’s not impossible for me to learn some about this profession. But it would have to happen my way.”

“Oh? What do you mean?”

“If I had the books and materials necessary to learn the basics of that profession, I would try to learn about that field in my spare time.”

“But I don’t intend to learn just one profession, and this definitely won’t be the most important of them for me. So, I need space to pursue my own objectives…”

“If those conditions can be accepted, I don’t mind making a deal with that store.”

That woman was not insisting that Lothur become a tailor out of sheer kindness!

She was part of that store, an organization of tailors in Peters City. In other words, she was part of a power that wanted to maintain its position, which required the constant arrival of talent.

After all, in the business world, the organization that does not grow necessarily regresses due to the growth of competitors.

So what this middle-aged woman wanted in encouraging Lothur to become a tailor was to bring someone talented into the organization she was part of!

Since Lothur had already realized this, he spoke about those conditions that guaranteed his freedom to see if such a person would still be interested in pursuing that offer.

“So that’s it…” She closed her eyes for a moment, thinking about it. “And what would we gain by helping you and still giving you all this freedom you want? It’s not cheap to become a tailor because our profession requires training with considerably expensive resources.”

Lothur smiled and said. “Well, the advantage would be that I would never join another tailor organization. Of course, I could agree to produce items for your organization within a certain annual limit.”

“What limit?”

“20 per year as long as I am a 1-star tailor, 10 as long as I am a 2-star, 3 when I am a 3-star or 1 a 4-star tailor.”

“4-star?” She repeated this in surprise since she had never heard of anyone in this profession reaching that level.

After all, to achieve the 4-star rank in any profession, a cultivator must have some characteristics similar to those cultivators at the 4th stage!

The ranks of professionals did not precisely follow the order of cultivation. That is, the ranks of different professions took into account different attributes.

In the case of tailors and formation masters, they relied on the same attributes to determine their ranks.

Intelligence, Dexterity, and Perception.

The difference between the two professions was that for tailors, Dexterity and Perception were more critical. On the other hand, for formation masters, Intelligence and Perception were the most crucial points.

And since the ranking did not depend on all physical attributes, it was not impossible for a cultivator at the 2nd stage, for example, to become a 3-star professional.

Evidently, this was highly unusual to see, as, for a person to achieve such a ranking, that individual’s attributes would have to be similar to that of 3rd stage cultivators.

But even tricky as it was, it was not impossible to meet such people.

In any case, for Lothur to become a 4-star tailor, he would have to be at least at the peak of the 3rd stage. Thinking of this, that middle-aged woman found his speech somewhat exaggerated.

‘I’m just making it clear what the limit will be.’ He smiled, ignoring the fact that she found it absurd.

After thinking about this offer of Lothur for a while, that attendant ignored the joking part of him and asked. “Are you willing to promise this with a Blood Contract?”

“Within my criteria, yes.”

After that, it did not take long for that woman to get a Blood Contract before Lothur received the books and basic kit for him to start that career.

With that done, he left that store, setting off toward a location north of the city, where one of the few local poison master houses should be.

Lothur did not want to wait long for the next person who would try to poison him—so running after this profession was the fastest way for him to protect himself.

After talking with Annaliese at the academy earlier today, he had already learned about some places for him to do this.

‘I hope no one I’m going to visit is too weird…’ He remembered the reputation of some of the people in that profession and felt a little nervous.

Poison masters could have peculiar personalities given the inherent darkness of those using poisons daily. On the other hand, the social segregation some of them suffered did not help either. Therefore, many of these professionals could be, shall we say, challenging to deal with.

But Lothur had nothing to do. The threat to his life was real. Only if he acted preventively could he solve more significant problems in the future!

With this goal in mind, he did not take long to achieve his objective! 𝚋ｅｄｎ𝚘𝚟ｅｌ.ｃｏ𝚖

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