33 Trevon's New Bodyguards and Finding Money

[Look at what are you doing!] Trevon was angry to Master Rabbink. The grand elder had angrily gazed on him.

"Hey! I only helped to clean the plate. Why are you angry? It was their luck to treat this Rabbink for food. Not all divine beings could treat this Rabbink."

The rest of the day was completed without any trouble. Trevon played with Nana before he continued to level his Scout skill.

The next 2 days were continued without any problem. Trevon saw Nana in the morning. He visited one fruit merchant in the afternoon. After that, he went to drink tea or wine while scouting beautiful ladies in the evening. Finally, he ended the day with painting on the night. Of course, he didn't forget to 'purchase' things during the way. He was the Bluestar famous treasure snatcher Trevon.

Trevon also used troublemeter twice every day. Of course, he got into little troubles. Trevon fell into the sewer, which forced him to quickly take a bath. He also lost his way in Redwood City that took him 2 hours to return.

Some areas in the Redwood city were like a maze. Master Rabbink said that the city was in the size of Singapore, but had the population density like Kowloon Walled City in Hongkong. Trevon didn't know what those two places were. However, Master Rabbink said it was somewhere on its birth planet.

Trevon also got a flower pot fell onto his head. Luckily, he was a cultivator. The worst last night, He was accused of peeping a grandma. He was chased by the grandpa for 100 meters before the grandpa fell because of a heart attack. Trevon needed to bring the grandpa to a doctor.

[This is great. My days are great.] Trevon wake and quickly took a bath. He learned his lesson and didn't use troublemeter before taking a bath. He was afraid of not getting any water. [Why didn't I see Raina lately? Well, it's a good thing anyway.]

"Morning, Master!" Jonathan greeted Trevon as soon as he went out of his bedroom. "Here is the report!

"Good!" Trevon looked into the report. [The former gallery costs 100 spirit stones per month, while the theater costs 500 spirit stones per month. This is expensive.]

"Jerry, let's prepare the location. I want to rent the theater. How much money was there from father?"

"Erm... It is zero, Young Master. Young Master purchased numerous spirit herbs last week. We haven't met with Master Alvaro, so the money hasn't been refilled. I even used my own traveling expenses to pay Jonathan next month salary."

"Eh?" Trevon forgot.

"Gwahahaha." Master Rabbink laughed. [He forgot something else.]

"Also, we have to continue the recruitment, Young Master. Hendrik has been waiting for you in the Orchid Hall."

"Let's do that first!" Trevon went to the Orchid Hall, it was one of the training halls in the McArthur pavilion for spear users. Sometimes it was called Spear Hall by the guards.

They arrived in the hall in a short time, Hendrik and 50 recruits were waiting in the hall.

"Good morning, Young Master!" Hendrik greeted Trevon. "We will continue the last test for these candidates. Please say something in the opening to represent the family!"

Trevon went to the podium. He looked into the candidates, one of them was Roger. All candidates felt tense, the person on the podium was their future direct boss.

"Kevin and Lance, you are chosen." Trevon said.

"Eh?" Hendrik shocked. "Young Master, we haven't done the test." He whispered.

The candidates started to whisper among themselves.

"Young Master, the last test was to check their aptitude. We will give each of them a spirit stone to check their absorption speed. We should consider the selection carefully."

"Trust me! I have picked the best." Trevon said confidently. He had checked all of them with Scout ability. These two people were the one with the best potential. Roger was only a common cultivator compared to these 2.

[Name: Kevin]

[Age: 38 years]

[Sex: Male]

[Species: Human]

[Potential: 16/38]

[Determination: 60]

[Cultivation Speed: 66]

[Loyalty: 83]

[Talent: Drinking, Fighting – Fist]

[Ability: Flame Punch (Earth), Basic 1-2 Punch (Sky)]

The other one, Lance was even better.

[Name: Lance]

[Age: 23 years]

[Sex: Male]

[Species: Human]

[Potential: 13/44]

[Determination: 64]

[Cultivation Speed: 76]

[Loyalty: 74]

[Talent: Fighting - Sword, Sneaking]

[Ability: Flame Punch (Earth), Basic Sword (Sky)]

There was another man with slightly better potential than them, but his loyalty number was low.

While Trevon didn't know how much loyalty each number represent, he preferred people with the higher number on it. Of course, he also considered determination and cultivation speed. Everyone with less than 60 in either their determination or cultivation speed was removed without hesitation.

"Young Master, people will talk behind if we don't do the test fairly." Hendrik suggested.

"People will talk more if I take my own words back." Trevon argued back. He then talked louder to the candidates. "You might think that the test unfair. But during the last 6 days, I have gathered, checked, and tested your history, skills, and much more information. If you disagree, come forward." Everyone who knew Trevon's habit could see him lying.

"What 6 days? You just checked them. You don't even test and gather the information." Master Rabbink commented.

[Just look at me! I have learned this from a Master Teacher.] Trevon felt confident with bullshitting his way through the trouble. Many novels' main characters had faced the same situation.

The candidates talked with each other. One big man came forward.

"I am sorry for my rudeness, Young Master. I heard the last test was spirit absorption. I believed myself more talented than the selected candidate."

[Name: Paul]

[Age: 35 years]

[Sex: Male]

[Species: Human]

[Potential: 16/24]

[Determination: 65]

[Cultivation Speed: 46]

[Loyalty: 23]

[Talent: Fighting - Spear]

[Ability: Flame Punch (Earth), Basic Sword (Man)]

"Your name is Paul?" Trevon asked back.

"Yes, Young Master." Paul was shocked. [How could a young master remember my name from these 50 people?] He felt a bit better a young master from such great family remember him.

"35 Years Old?"

"Yes." He was even shocked. [He even remembers my age. He didn't open the document, right?] While cultivator could remember things far better than a normal human, they needed to intentionally remember those things. For little things around, who would remember those?

"Male?"

"Of course, Young Master." Paul was confused. [Why does it need to be asked? Do I look like a female?] He started to become unconfident with his gender.

"What kind of question is that?" Master Rabbink slapped its own forehead. "Do you think he is a female?"

"Uhuk... Sorry! Of course, you are male." Trevon almost read every information one by one. It would be funny if he said that the person was a human. He also couldn't speak about the status number, since nobody would believe those numbers.

"You have learned 2 martial arts." Trevon said.

"Eh?"

"Flame Punch and Basic Sword." Trevon quickly followed. He opened his fan and fanned himself. "You have practiced Flame Punch to Earth level and Basic Sword to Man level."

"How could Young Master know?" Paul surprised. While it was possible for one to know a person's ability, but knowing the exact proficiency of a martial arts was very hard. Perhaps only people who had seen him fight would know.

Other candidates saw the surprised expression. [It can't be correct, right?] They thought.

"I even know you have a talent in fighting using a spear." Trevon said.

"Eh? I haven't tried to use the spear in my life." Paul said.

"Get into a trouble, don't you?" Master Rabbink smiled. "How could you make him acknowledge your judgment?"

[Just wait!] Trevon answered.

"Uncle Hendrik, please call the spear instructor!" Trevon said. They were using the spear hall, of course, there were some instructors free without training duties.

Hendrik quickly went and brought an old man.

"Instructor, please show this person a basic spear art once!" Trevon ordered.

"Yes, Young Master." Basic spear was a common martial art freely taught in the public academy. So, there was no limitation in teaching it to an outsider. The master showed the skill once.

"Now, try to repeat the arts!" Trevon ordered.

Paul tried to use the spear. He tried to follow the movements and he could only replicate 60% of the movements.

"What is your opinion as an instructor?" Trevon asked the instructor.

"Good." The instructor felt satisfied with the movement. The old man looked into Paul. "You should consider using a spear as your main weapon. While your movements are slow, they were natural. If you learn from me, I believe you could reach Man-level in 1 week. If you are interested, you should apply when we open spear division recruitment. I will make an additional recommendation." The instructor suggested.

All candidates were shocked. They all were warriors; therefore, they could judge one's talent. While they could not judge as deep as the instructor, but for a first timer managed to replicate 60% movement was already great.

"Anyone else, hasn't agreed?"

"I am." Another person moved to the front.

Trevon repeated the information, once again the person shocked when Trevon said his name, age, martial arts, and his proficiency.

"Anyone else? I won't do it to everyone."

Another person appeared, and Trevon successfully informed his name, age, martial arts and his proficiency."

"I think that was the last one." Trevon said in front of the shocked candidates. Even Hendrik didn't believe this young master, but those candidates who came forward didn't refute Trevon's words. [Did young master do an even more secret investigation?]

Trevon stood proudly on the stand. [Thank you, Master Teacher Zhang. Your technique works wonders.]

[Young Master's information gathering is even better than me.] Hendrik thought. He saw Trevon proudly stood on the stage.

"I don't want more questions. With this, the selection process is closed." Trevon said. "Kevin and Lance, after you finish the administration, both of you follow me. Let's us start a week testing period for both of you!" Trevon left the hall. Jack, Jerry, and Jonathan followed him.

"Is it over?" One candidate asked.

"I believe so." Another candidate answered.

"Thank you for your participation! Here are free breakfasts from McArthur family." Hendrik shared some bento box. It was still early in the morning. Those bento boxes were planned for lunch, but the selection was already over.

"Hendrik, young master Trevon called you." Jerry, who had followed Trevon returned.

"What's wrong?" Hendrik asked.

"There is something that he wanted to ask you."

"Fine, show me the way!"

Jerry led Hendrik to Trevon. He was waiting outside.

"What is your instruction, Young Master?" Hendrik asked Trevon. Charles had said that Trevon would lead the final test.

"There should be 50 spirit stones for the test, right?"

"Yes, Young Master."

"Where are they?"

"They are here, Young Master." Hendrik showed 50 spirit stones inside a small pouch.

"Good. I will save it for the next recruitment." Trevon took the bag from Hendrik.

"..." Hendrik couldn't answer back. He wanted to return it back to Charles, but it would be hard with it in Trevon's hand.

Jack, Jerry, and to some extent Jonathan had already known their Young Master. However, Lance and Kevin, who had just completed the administration were shocked. [Is this the young master that they need to serve?]

They could imagine the worst days ahead with this unreliable young master. [Could we cancel our recruitment?] They wondered.

"The next time, we open a recruitment, do not forget to inform me!" Trevon took his fan and fanned himself.

"I have a special team to check every recruit. I can guarantee no useless people can pass."

"..." Everybody was even speechless.

"You just want the spirit stones. I can't believe if you said that you are a young master. Perhaps you are a Scrooge." Master Rabbink said.

[What is a Scrooge? Also, who steal my money in the first place?] Trevon complained. There was no way he the number 1 young master in Bluestar care about 50 spirit stones if not because of this Rabbink took all his money.

"Let's us went to the dining hall, I haven't had my breakfast." Trevon changed the conversation.

The group quickly went to the dining hall while Hendrik completed the recruitment administration.

They took some foods from the buffet. During their breakfast, Jerry and Jack told the newcomers, what the basic duties and the rules of the family were. More detailed rules and duties would be given after they completed the testing period.

Meanwhile, his bodyguards were talking with each other, Trevon was in a deep thought. He needed to solve his problem.

[I need cash for now. I can't borrow it from uncle since I couldn't tell him about the herbs. Should I use the mysterious master as the reason for borrowing?] He ate a spoonful of spirit rice.

[I shouldn't. The family might want something more in return. There is no free lunch.] He ate another spoonful.

[I can't open another super sexy business, right? I don't have big backers in Redwood. I also didn't know any good manager for the store.] He ate another spoonful.

"Young Master..." Jerry called Trevon.

"Grak..." Trevon bit the spoon. Jerry made him surprised.

[Is Young Master ok?] Jerry wondered. His young master often daydreamed these days.

"What?" Trevon hated when he was disturbed during his brainstorming. Biting a spoon was also a bit painful. [Does he think it is easy to get money? I am not yet 15.] Trevon complained in his heart.

"Your plate had been cleaned. Do you want me to get some food for you?" Jerry truly believed that Trevon was stressed. [Young Master is daydreaming that he even eats air.]

[Is the air delicious here?] The new recruits were watching their new master.

Trevon coughed. He took his fan and fanned himself again. "I was trying to sense the energy in the air using my tasting ability." He quickly left the place and took another plate from the buffet bar.

"..."

Trevon returned to the table and resumed his breakfast again.

[Wait! I just remember there is a store in the ability given by that Rabbink. He hadn't visited the store again.]

Trevon went to the shop in his mind. He used 'I Am A Customer' Skill.

[Welcome to the Universe Store!]

He quickly moved the body in his mind to the cabinets. He looked into the treasure that was formerly him.

[My collections...] He felt sad when he saw those collections.

"Why are you so angry? I traded them with energy." Master Rabbink said from outside. "You could repurchase everything."

[Yeah with extra charge.] Trevon looked around the treasure he used to have. He planned to sell something for some extra money. [My spirit herbs and pills were too cheap. I can't get enough money from them.]

He continued to check other aisles. Trevon didn't have any expensive talisman or formation plate. [These treasures also worth a little.]

He went to the equipment section, he had several armor and swords. [...]

[YOU!!! Rabbink, why did you purchase these swords at this price?] Trevon complained. Other than the 'Dark Demon Slayer' sword, the other swords were priced lesser than his purchasing value.

"All those swords are useless. They are only good for decoration. Their ranks are few on Earth-tier, most of them are Man-tier treasures. The material composition and process are bad. This is the fair price for each of them."

[Grrr...] Trevon wanted to punch the Rabbink, but it didn't even appear in the store.

[I will take these two swords.] Trevon picked 2 swords from his collection.

The swords were the second and third most expensive sword in his collection. Trevon felt the price was too low, even with the 20% markup from Master Rabbink. [Look! I will sell these two for a higher price.] Trevon exited the store.

He returned to the dining hall as when he left. [Eh?]

"Surprise?" Master Rabbink asked. "While it felt that you spent 10 minutes in the store, you were actually spent only 3 seconds in real life."

Trevon felt shocked. He looked around. His bodyguards were still talking about the duty and important point to check.

[That is almost 200 slower inside.]

"Yup. You are correct, Boy. The higher your 'I Am A Customer' skill the better the time deceleration."

[If I cultivate inside, would I level up quicker?] Trevon thought it should work. If he could cultivate 200 times faster, he could become a powerful warrior faster. [Hahaha.]

"Unfortunately, nope. It won't work. First, you are cultivating a special path. Second, if you use your old useless cultivation technique, it also won't work. This is because your body in the real world does nothing."

[Gah, what a useless thing!]

"Do you think you could make something similar? This store is a combination of illusion and time arts. It is not something you could make in your lifetime." Master Rabbink said while still chewing some barbeque meats. "Just focus on getting some spirit stones first!"

"Hmph... Let's go." Trevon didn't feel hungry anymore. He wanted to show how wrong Master Rabbink valuations were. Jerry and the other bodyguards hadn't finished their dinner, but they quickly followed their young master.

They went to the Central Marketway. Trevon went to Mr. Bowman's Bowman Emporium store.

"Welcome! Welcome!" Mr. Bowman was waiting like always near the door. "What are you looking for today, Young Master Trevon?" As an experienced merchant, Bowman already memorized a rich patron like Trevon.

"I want to sell some treasures. Are you interested in some business?"

"As long as the products have the right price and a certain quality, Bowman Emporium always opens for business. What are the treasures that young master interested to sell?"

Trevon took 2 swords. The first was called 'Falling Petal' sword. It had rose-petal design on the scarab. It was one the most beautiful swords in Bluestar. Trevon purchased it for 2.838 spirit stones from Master Rabbink.

[That Rabbink just purchased this for 2.365 spirit stones from me. I bought it from a traveling warrior for 4.000 spirit stones in the past.] Trevon felt wronged. Master Rabbink took the sword and only paid him 2.365 spirit stones. Even some shoddy pawn shop wouldn't charge too high for a treasure like this sword.

Mr. Bowman was smiling looking at the 'Falling Petal' sword. "I will need to call Mr. Fermex to appraise these swords."

Trevon was invited to a VIP room, while some beautiful maids served the tea. Mr. Bowman engaged in small talk with Trevon.

"Knock... Knock..." A servant came with Mr. Fermex.

"Morning, Young Master Trevon." Mr. Fermex greeted Trevon.

"Young Master Trevon interested to sell these swords." Mr. Bowman took the 'Falling Petal' and gave it to Mr. Fermex to see.

"This is a good sword. It is a Star-tier sword. It is made by a Master blacksmith." Mr. Fermex used his spiritual energy to feel the sword. "Good material." He added.

Trevon felt satisfied with this answer. He smiled to Master Rabbink.

"This Rabbink doesn't care! I valued fairly based on the manual 'Complete Idiot's Guide to Valuing Treasure from Rich Young Master for Dummies'."

"Hm..." He thought. "The sword is still mint. It had never been used, so it would be nice for sword collectors. I would appraise this sword for 2.500 spirit stones."

Trevon really wanted to cry hearing the number. But he knew the store would purchase his sword for lesser value since they needed to have some margins.

"How about this sword?" Trevon asked. He took the second sword.

The sword itself was called 'Floating Wind' sword. Trevon purchased it from another young master after he couldn't pay his debt. Trevon purchased it for 2.500 spirits stones back then. Master Rabbink only valued it for 1.215.000 energy or 1.215 spirit stones. He purchased it from the store for 1.458 spirit stones.

"This sword is made from cold iron." Mr. Fermex started his appraisal. "It is a Sky-tier sword, made by a Great Blacksmith. The tempering was good and also this sword has never been used. I can value the sword for 1.500 spirit stones."

"What do you think, Young Master Trevon?" Mr. Bowman asked.

Trevon calculated in his heart. He used 4.296 spirit stones worth energy to purchase these two swords from the store, but both of them was only valued at 4.000. [I made some lost.]

[Wait, I still have 'Dark Demon Slayer' sword.] He remembered. He took the sword.

"What about this sword?" He asked.

"Hm..." Mr. Fermex looked into the sword and he was shocked. "This sword alone is a Heaven-level treasure. There is also an inscription." He became even more shocked.

He quickly threw the sword. "I haven't seen anything."

"What's wrong, Brother Fermex?" Mr. Bowman shocked by Mr. Fermex's action.

"Inside, there is an ancient inscription." As an experienced appraiser, he knew what he should and shouldn't check.

"I know that. The master, who owned the sword, wanted to sell. He also intentionally didn't mask the inscription." Trevon said.

"No matter what, I believe this sword isn't something that my poor appraisal capability can value." Mr. Fermex said.

He saw the disappointed look on Trevon. "I would suggest young master checking the auction house in the capital. There is no price for a sword like this. Especially with the ancient inscription value, I believe this sword could be sold for over 1 million spirit stones."

"We haven't seen anything today." Mr. Bowman quickly knew how to respond. "I only saw these two swords. My shop interested to buy it for 4.500 spirit stones from Young Master."

Mr. Bowman was an experienced merchant, he knew the value of such sword. It was already an artifact. Even if he sold all his assets, he couldn't gather 1 million spirit stones.

This treasure was the area where only the greatest family could compete. Sometimes one's rich was one's sin. Mr. Bowman offered Trevon higher price than the appraised value since he didn't want to get connected with the artifact. He took a lower margin to please Trevon.

Trevon was surprised with the price. He got 204 spirit stones as profit.

"Well, if you are interested. I can order more of these swords from the master." Trevon said. He could make a huge profit by selling it to Uncle Bowman.

"Are there many?" Mr. Bowman asked.

"Yes. The maker could create similar swords for you if you are interested." Trevon said.

"This..." Mr. Bowman looked hesitated.

"What's the problem, Uncle Bow?" Trevon was surprised by the reaction. [Why did he have a heavy face? Shouldn't he feel happy he could purchase these swords and sell it for a higher price?]

"Your two swords are considered beautiful swords. The buyer would be someone who interested in the design for collection purpose. If there is a limited supply, we could sell them to the collectors. However, if the blacksmith decided to mass produce it, the price would be very low."

"Oh." Trevon realized. As a young master, of course, he only purchased beautiful treasure. "I can guarantee the product won't be sold in the Heavenly Phoenix kingdom anymore." He was afraid the deal would be canceled. "I will ask the blacksmith to change the model."

"Yes, if there was another model, we would be interested to purchase from Young Master." Mr. Bowman said. He quickly ordered one of his assistants to get the money to Trevon.

[Hm... I need to find another way to get money.] Trevon thought. While he got some profits from this transaction, but it seemed that he couldn't repeat it.

"Here is the money, Young Master." Bowman woke Trevon from his thought.

"Ah, thank you, Uncle Bow." Trevon put the bag inside his storage ring. Without that Rabbink stealing his spirit stones, he could safely stash his money inside the storage ring.

Trevon and Mr. Bowman continued with some small talks before Trevon excused himself.

When Trevon about to leave the store, he saw some big-build men carried some heavy boxes from the store.

"What is inside the box?" Trevon asked.

"Oh, that was the useless products from the gambling box." Mr. Bowman said. "I want to discard this to the street market, I supply these products to those merchants."

Trevon knew what is inside the box. It was often young masters and ladies didn't take the treasure from a gambling box. Some of them were useless items for the young masters and ladies. Others were broken treasure that couldn't be repaired.

[Eh?] Suddenly Trevon realized something.

"Uncle Bow, I am interested in the unrepairable treasures." Trevon said.

"Are you interested in those kind treasures?" Bowman was surprised.

"Yes, I am interested to purchase them in bulk." Trevon said.

"Ah, I understand." Mr. Bowman knew there were some people who believed they could repair something that others couldn't. There were also some materials to be recycled. "If Young Master is interested, I could sell five boxes for 1 spirit stones for you."

"Ok." Trevon believed the price was fair. Each box usually cost 10-20 spirit stones, but the valuable treasure already picked by the buyer. These 200 gold coins per box were the fair price for the material inside. There would be some processes before the broken treasure could be recycled.

Trevon took 10 spirit stones and gave it to Mr. Bowman. "I want 50 boxes. If you could, I want them delivered every day."

"I will deliver the boxes to your family pavilion." Mr. Bowman said. He was a top merchant with some channels. 50 boxes weren't hard for him.

"Ok. I will go to check my pet and I will return to the pavilion later." Trevon said.

"Thank you for your business, Young Master."

Trevon and his companions walked to visit Nana. This mouse should have become a fat mouse.