A Supreme Knight named Aizen Barthomelo had spent decades trying to stop the endless wars that had been going on in the Azure Realm; an age of war that brought a history of hatred and strife, death and destruction, despair and regret, sorrow and adversity. However, he still failed in the end, even though he was the most powerful warrior in the realm. Then, he was given a second chance to prevent the catastrophe and bring peace to all sentient beings. He returned to the past when he first entered the academy; three years before the Omni War began. It was the time that he met the engineer who created a new, otherworldly magic technology that changed the course of the wars. Follow Aizen as he embarks on an adventure to gather comrades to end the inevitable Omni War through the battle of wits, the warfare of strategies, and the power of unity! ======================================= This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Odin was actually about to spit out words about how distrustful Aizen was of him, who was none other than the father of Aizen's childhood friend.
But for a moment, his roots as a merchant make him shut his mouth, reminding him that the basis of a deal was a written agreement.
It didn't matter how close the two people who wanted to work together were. The first agreement was still the first step to building trust outside the relationship.
Just because one had a close and tight relationship didn't mean the partnership would be on the same level.
This time, Odin immediately looked down while massaging his nose between his eyes to relieve stress and tension. He then sighed deeply while looking at Aizen with a slightly carefree expression.
He smiled subtly, realizing that he had underestimated Aizen too much. He thought that a child of twenty years old could not have the shrewdness of a trader. But now, he was starting to regard Aizen's words seriously as if they were binding agreements.
Odin opened his desk drawer, unlocked it with his secret key, and took out the papyrus magic paper inside.
"Let's sign the contract. What terms do you want to write here?"
"I want this to be the start of my business partnership with Uncle Odin.
"As for the terms, I want the profit share of any sales of any item to be 30%. Regardless of the item, as long as the base is made from the idea or what I'm offering, then the share profit will still be mine. That's all."
"That's all?! Are you sure!?" Odin asked once again for reassurance.
"Um!" Aizen answered back firmly.
Odin drummed his fingers on the table while considering Aizen's terms because that was what needed to be laid down in the contract.
'Simple and precise. One condition but with maximum profit. But, even then, with a note that the offer he had would later become a hot-selling item in the market.'
In a way, Odin also thought about Aizen's confidence in those offers by just asking for that one condition.
On the other hand, the 70% profit share, while he would take care of and do everything, was like not being fairly compensated considering his investment in both time and money.
However, Aizen still kept a calm face, even though Odin didn't immediately answer or write down the conditions immediately.
"I know Uncle Odin feels it's unfair since Axzec Trading is the one doing all the heavy lifting. But believe me, once you have this written down and signed, you will realize that 70% profit share is quite a lot."
However, Odin was not fooled and still had doubts. Because basically, merchants only believed real evidence.
"I have shown quite a bit of sincerity to establish a business partnership with you. Your name and mine have been written on this magic papyrus.
"Yet, you haven't given anything to earn my trust either, other than to believe in the scope you mentioned earlier.
"Quite disappointing. Don't you think so too, Aizen?"
On this occasion, Odin's face showed satisfaction in negotiating despite not knowing the details. He leaned back against the high-back chair casually. He needed to emphasize that 70% of the profit share was a small amount if Aizen was just providing ideas without any extra help.
Even though Axzec Trading was in a slump, Odin was not simply tempted by attractive offers that could stimulate their buying and selling activities. He remained cautious despite seeing Aizen as an equal in the bargain.
Meanwhile, Aizen wasn't intimidated and kept his cool. He was amazed by Odin's tenacity. He finally decided not to push the situation too far.
"Very well. I will outline the offers I have in this partnership as a form of showing sincerity on my part."
Odin smiled and leaned his upper body forward, resting his elbows on the table. At that moment, he had written down Aizen's conditions on magic papyrus paper.
"First, let's start with the war horse breeding. Uncle Odin should know that what I mean here are special war horses. Not the ordinary horses that are in the market and which are ridden by most soldiers of a kingdom or empire," Aizen asked if Odin knew about war horses. He did so to gauge if Odin knew how valuable his offer was later.
"Yes. I understand that. Besides, I also knew several types of warhorses. And I was curious as to which one you meant was suitable for business.
"As far as I know, all warhorses are difficult to breed because apart from being time-consuming, the maintenance costs are also high."
Aizen smiled. It lived up to his expectations. After that, it would be easy to outline the offers that couldn't be refused.
"In that case, Uncle Odin put that matter aside and thought about it in terms of profit first. Then, which type of warhorse do you think brings the greatest profit?
Odin looked troubled and rubbed his black-bearded chin.
"Hard to say. But if I had to choose. I'd like to sell both Celestial-Coursier and Mythic Stride warhorses.
"The former has a short time compared to other warhorses in breeding while the latter has a high selling value and can even enter an auction."
Aizen was in joy, and his expression was triumphant at Odin's choice. Without a doubt, his offer was the best of all.
"My offer here is neither of those two types."
"Other types are more complicated and laborious to handle, and some are simply not worth the price." Odin tried to present its most difficult problem.
"The Divine Rider," Aizen said, making the owner of Axzec Trading gasp and widen his eyes.
Odin then carefully racked his brain. He knew what kind of war horse it was, though he had never seen one before.
Some types of war horses had Mana within them. Thus, magic was a common thing among those beasts.
However, the magic of the beast was the same as that of a spirit.
Absolute.
So, if someone rode the horse and didn't match the beast's magic, they then couldn't be ridden.
An example was the Fire-Steed warhorse breed. This type had the same time as the Celestial-Coursier in breeding but with the lowest maintenance costs of all types. Although the selling price was low, it was offset by the quantity that would be owned and then sold. Thus, the profit could be up to five times the initial capital.
But why rarely do traders breed this type of war horse? Because the fire magic possessed by the beast means that not just anyone could ride it. And that was the difficulty.
However, it was different with the Divine Rider. This type of war horse was pure without any Mana influence, which meant no magic at all. Instead, the beast was blessed with the impressive physical characteristics of a mythical horse that had strength, speed, and power above any other type of war horse.
And precisely because of that, this type of war horse was the best and perfect for all soldiers.
"Hah. I'm impressed by your choice. Perhaps having never seen that type of war horse, I never considered trading in that one.
"However, you forgot about the problem, as I said earlier. The timeframe for raising and maintaining those types of warhorses is hard to bear.
"Besides, we are in an era without wars. Will warhorses sell well in the market?"
Aizen just chuckled and then said, "For the first problem, I certainly have a way. And for the next, Uncle Odin, why are warhorses still being traded despite being as difficult as you said earlier?
"Actually, war horses often sell out fast in the market. And some wealthy merchants even auction off the war horses, and the proceeds still fetch high prices.
"That is proof that war horses are in great demand by all soldiers, including generals and grand generals."
What Aizen said was not entirely the reason why war horses were the most targeted for soldiers after equipment. The real reason lies in the desire of some nations to strengthen their military power.
That caused a vacancy in the market for war horses. But many ignored it because the warless era had gotten its roots in the Azure Realm. So, they ignored the promising trade sector because of the painstaking efforts to take care of it.
Meanwhile, Odin's expression seemed to have been enlightened. If he thought about it, warhorses were always the best-selling goods on the market, even though breeding and taking care of them was arduous.
"Let's just say it's true. So the problem is just that matter alone. And you said you have a solution for it. Care to tell me?"
Aizen tapped the table with his forefinger as if pointing at the magic papyrus paper.
Odin understood what Aizen meant and struggled because he felt he could no longer get out of the deal, even though he had not yet heard of the next offer.
"I'll sign this. But can you give me a hint?"
"An elixir."
Aizen grinned broadly like a teenager who got his way and after saying the words that made Odin sign the contract without a second thought.
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