I stepped into the underground and saw people working everywhere. Every single person here is experienced, with many Lv. 25+ and specialized classes.

They all are from Nielson.

They are working expertly and delicately, removing bricks, wood, and other things. These are the things that are going to be used back. Those that couldn’t be used will be ground into the dust and become part of the soil.

Every speck of dust here contains emotions and thus couldn’t be thrown away.

It had been nine days since the establishment turned into a legacy, and things have changed tremendously and changing fast.

I have selected the people and the design. The designs aren’t complete. Three days are far from enough, but we agreed on enough parts to work.

I will have a complete design within a week; I have been meeting Amellus and Valentina regularly for that.

Well, he is living in the establishment; he had chosen a room in the basement. With the time we have, it is the most efficient approach.

Right now, he is talking with a group of people. There is also Sharn Rolgath and her half-elf assistant; they are also living in the establishment.

The Orc is impressive. Of the four people who had come from the interview, she was the best of them all. The three that came were of higher level, and belong to the best firms, but I didn’t see the audaciousness I had been looking for.

Rolgath has it, the designs she showed were amazing. Even the work she had done was small stores and homes were better than most.

However, what impressed me the most, was the design of a spa. It was incredible; it was far different from what I was looking for, but I could see the audaciousness, the vision she had behind it.

As for the design, she did for my spa. It is phenomenal that I have no words for it. Only excitement to see her bring it out of paper into reality.

Soon, I reached the section where no work was being done. There, the staff is practicing with the emotion mist.

They are doing good, like Eudo, Lenore, Cresa, and a few others, have already started to get some success.

Maeve and her people are doing better than I imagined. I had told them to focus on a single thing. If they tried to infuse emotion mist in every treatment, they wouldn’t be able to succeed in the time, they have.

So, Maeve created a spa package and gave each person on her team a single treatment to master.

This way, we will be able a complete spa package by the time of the celebration.

After that, they can work on the other treatments, and in a few months to a year; they will be able to infuse the emotion mist in every treatment we will offer in our spa.

Maeve saw me and came toward me.

“Lord Silver,” she greeted.

“How are the things?” I asked. “Good, the girls are making steady progress. I am now confident that we will be ready, for the celebration,” she replied, and a pleased smile appeared on my face.

“Have you made all the preparations?” I asked, and she nodded. “I am ready to leave in the evening,” she replied.

She is going to the merchant states with Margaux. There are two purposes. The first is to buy spa instruments and materials. We have both already, but their quality isn’t on par with the legacy.

The second is to hire a staff. We have more than enough staff, but since I am moving our best and most trusted to the establishment, we will need the staff to serve the girls' needs and also to support the future expansion.

I have also started building a new building to house them. It will not only house the staff of the spa, but other staff too.

The staff live in a city, but some of these people wouldn’t be able to. I plan to hire the best people and not all the best people going to be humans.

Thus, a safe place to live.

“Tell me, if you need anything, before leaving,” I said. “I will,” she replied and walked back to the room.

She has become the busiest of all my staff. She not only needs to practice and direct the girls but also needs to consult with Amellus and Rolgath on spar design, and now she is leaving.

It will give her even less time to practice with mist. Not that she would work on the patrons, she would lead the spa, but she wants to have knowledge and skill to use the emotion mist, in case she ever needed to use them.

Hun!

I looked at everything and was climbing the stairs, when I stopped. A fluff ball is standing in front of me, looking at me with those big, beautiful eyes.

The cat belonged to the half-elf assistant of Rolgath; I had seen it in the hands of a few girls; they seemed to love it.

Seeing the cat, I couldn’t help but miss Fang more, but he is in baronies, training with a monster trainer.

“You are one beautiful cat,” I said as I walked toward it, before gently picking it up. The cat didn’t resist and came into my arms.

I began to pet it gently, before giving her the jerky, which it ate rather quickly.

“Sugar, here you are. I have been searching for you all ov. Oh, Lord Silver,” said the young half-elf, with eyes wide and flushed cheeks.

“Hello, miss Amryn. I hope you didn’t mind me picking up your cat,” I said and handed the cat to its owner.

“No, I was just worried. Sugar gets angry quickly and tends to attack people,” she explained quickly, reddening her cheeks further.

“She was nothing but joy,” I said and walked away.

Soon, I was back in my office, looking out of the window. The crowd of people is still there like they had been on the first day.

I looked for a minute before focusing on the work.

“She has arrived; she will be here in fifteen minutes,” informed Zela suddenly. I nodded, without looking up, and continued with my work.

She was supposed to come yesterday but was delayed. If she wasn’t good and highly recommended, I wouldn’t have waited.

Every day is important.

“Master Silver, Ms. Ulaxasys is here,” informed Jill. “Ask her in,” I replied.

Click!

The door opened and an enchantingly beautiful woman walked in. She is a picture that comes into everybody’s mind when one thinks about the elf.

This tale has been pilfered from Royal Road. If found on Amazon, kindly file a report.

She was a tall woman who looked to be in her early forties, with long green hair like a forest and blue eyes that of a lake. She had an angular face and a sharp nose, with pink lips, that came in dreams.

“Lord Silver,” she greeted in a melodic voice, like chirping in the forest. “Ms. Ulaxasys, welcome,” I said.

“Thank you, Lord Silver and Meria, please. Ms. Ulaxasys made me feel like my mother,” she said, putting a smile on my face.

The woman is Merialeth Ulaxasys. Aunt of Ignatius Blackwell. He is the one who had recommended his aunt. I don’t know who told him I needed a landscape designer, likely my sister.

It is not the reason I had waited for her and would likely hire her. It is because of Ina.

The woman had done extensive work on the Amberhold. All the gardens, including the one in the castle, had been designed by her and her sister, Lady Blackwell.

She had worked on many big projects, but not on the legacy. This isn’t surprising. There are few legacies out there and intense competition. Talent alone isn’t enough to work on them, one also needs connections.

Like the ones that brought her into my office.

“I assume you have seen the garden, Meria?” I asked, to which she nodded. “Yes, the young girl, had given me a tour of it, before bringing me to your office,” she replied.

“What do you think? Will you be able to finish the job in time?” I asked, and she smiled.

“It won’t be a problem,” she replied in confidence before her expressions turned serious.

“What kind of garden you want, a flower garden, water garden, Aeryn garden?” she asked, her voice turning all business.

An embarrassed smile appeared on my face, upon hearing the question. I have been asking it myself for the past few days.

“To be honest, Meria. I don’t have a clue; I hope you observe my business and talk with my people.”

“Understand the essence of the establishment and create a garden. That will suit my establishment well.” I said and a big smile bloomed across her face, which she seemed to be having a hard time containing.

This is the word that every professional like her wants to hear.

I am giving her a free hand. I had not given it to Valentina, Amellus, or even to Rolgath, but I was giving it to her.

It is not like; I don’t have ideas about it. The file on my left is filled with rough sketches, but not a single one feels right. Thus, I have to trust her to create the right design; I don’t like giving this much freedom, but I don’t have a choice.

“Thank you for the trust, Lord Silver. I will not disappoint you,” she said, all I could do was smile.

A few minutes later, I could see her walking around the establishment with Gloria and Barb, wearing a derby hat to hide her ears, but it could barely fool anyone.

I watched her for a minute before turning back to work.

The day passed, and evening came when I got out of the office and stepped into the carriage. Twenty minutes later, I was at the port, waiting for the ship; I was not the only one, Rowen and Graham were also there.

I had to wait for a little over ten minutes when the familiar yacht and I got out of my carriage. Anger flashed in Rowen’s eyes seeing me, before putting a smile on his face.

He is angry since I restricted his entry to the establishment. After it has become a legacy, he has been coming daily and even bringing a group of people with him.

I had restricted his entry by letting him visit only three times a month, and he couldn’t bring many people. There are no such restrictions on Graham. That man is far more sensible than my idiot cousin.

I nodded at both before turning to the hatch. From it, three people came out.

“Granduncle Everett, Grandaunt Thelma, Uncle Thompson. Welcome to Greltheaven,” I greeted the three old people.

“You didn’t have to come to greet us personally, Remus,” said the old man, but joy could be seen in his silvery grey eyes at that.

“It is my duty, Granduncle,” I said and led them to the carriage.

Soon, all six of us sat in the big carriage, and it moved toward the establishment. For a minute, there was silence before the old man spoke.

“Our house had dreamed about legacy since its inception. It is the greatest mark of the merchant, but never thought we would get it,” said Grandaunt Thelma, with eyes filled with pride.

I didn’t reply other than smile.

“Your grandfather is proud of you, Remus,” said Uncle Thompson. “I wish he had come,” I said.

“He will, during the celebration,” said Uncle Thompson.

Soon, the carriage reached the establishment and entered through its front gate. Usually, I take the back gate when the establishment comes, but since the family had come, I decided to show them the legacy of its true regality.

“A legacy,” said Granduncle Everette as he got out of the carriage.

The tears have started to come out of his eyes. It is not just him. Even the old woman begins to cry.

“Let's enter,” I said a minute later.

They nodded, and I took them inside. They are watching everything with pride and joy. It didn’t seem to affect them; they were in a brothel. It wouldn’t have mattered, even if there was an orgy in front of them.

What matters is that the establishment is a legacy, and that is enough for them.

Click!

A few minutes later, I finished the tour and took them to my office, where nobody talked for a minute.

“Here it is, your delivery; they are crafted by the best stationer in the Namdar. Even the lady of storms also uses his services,” said Uncle Thomson and put a couple of boxes on the ground.

They had not just come to the city to visit the legacy. They also brought the invitations, which I need to sign personally.

The family will send them, with Grandfather, personally going to the capital.

Usually, it is the Lord who sends the invite, but I had asked Count Darrow to give the responsibility to the House of Silver.

He agreed easily. It surprised me, but I shouldn’t have been seeing the strange things happening in the empire.

The things are so strange, that they have not sent a guardian, yet. Which they do within a week. Forget sending him, they have not even released the name.