"Bev can you throw in a roll of tissue"I yelled out from the restroom.

"For fucks sake boss, ask one of these other lazy bums to do it next time " the woman named Bev replied as she opened the door and tossed in a roll.

"I'm afraid if I asked any if them to do it, they would be to fucking retarded find their way back from the cupboard" I replied  as I finish washing up. First thing I created when I came to  this world was tolet paper because I refused to use what they used at the time, don't ask what it is. This invention soon spread like wild fire in all the kingdoms. It was so appreciated my family was promoted three ranks, all the way up to duke status I told you it was bad still don't ask what it is.

Next I created regular paper which was 10,000 times better than the papyrus they where using. Before I came to this world the technology was the equivalent of the bronze age besides the metal industry which thrived because of the Warriors that are in regular need of more weapons. This also spread like wild fire , and because me and my father decided that the way to manufacture it would be a house secret our family gained the monopoly on it and soon became the riches noble besides the crown.

I could have fixed that and made us richer but decided  to stop or the family would have been annihilated.  Kings don't seem to like being poorer than their vassals. My family didn't  have strong enough  fighters to protect them from an army. So I struck a deal with the king. I could do this because every one knew I was the real leader of the house, and not my overly kind father who couldn't scheme if he was trying to steal a bread crumb from an ant.

This wasn't a bad trait to have as a person, but in both worlds  those in power have to be as sly as a fox and as deadly as a viper. The deal was that my family becomes Archduke and they will be like blood relatives to the crown and in return I stop weakening the crown from the shadows, and they can get the manufactur process of paper and tissue the deal was settled by a generation soul contract that will kill anyone blood related to us effectively killing off our family if we were the one to break it but what the king doesn't know is that I created a null rune that makes the contract invalid for the one who wears it.

I created it because I plan on killing the crown prince in a few years because I have a deal with the second prince. The details on that deal are on a need to know bases and right now you don't need to know yet.

"Hey boss you in for that transport job today" Jax asked me he was big man about 6.5 ft with red hair and steel gray eyes ,he also has muscles that can strangle an lark. A lark is a lama the size of a elephant but it has three heads that each spit something different like acid ,poison ,or just plane spit.

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"Sure I'm in its to Nicro right?" I reply. Oh and if your wondering I am 6.2 lean muscle body think Bruce Lee. I have black hair cut in a longer crew cut.

"Yeah! Its practically a steal the guy wants us to transport his slaves from the slave city Bolan to Tosh mountains" Jax reply as he gets his gear on.

All of our gear is made by me it consist of ballistic leather armor a inverted wrist crossbow, a minthrile damascus  karambit, a specialty weapon the weapon our members are most proficient in in Jax's case it's a kanabo or japanese war club made of minthrile damascus.

The leather armor is made of bahemoth leather which is almost impenetrable when processed but I split it into layers it goes leather, minthrile scales , leather, and X pattern chainmail. The minthrile scales  are about .5 inch thick each and they a layered on top of the other like fish scales making a light but monstrous defense. Each scale has a anti magic rune on it to help block invoker spells it's not a perfect defense but if I say that it is second in the world no one will say that theirs is first.

"That's sounds easy enough plus I get to go get some bone steel on the way back, so what kind of slaves we talking dwarves, elves, human or what?" I reply getting my gear on.

My weapon of choice is a demothrile macuahuitl it can also be called an aztec sword. The construction is all metal, the metal used is the demonic version of minthrile called domothrile it has the property to absorb mana and storing it. I use the mana stored in it to power the runes that are on the body of weapon, that activates the motor that makes the blades spin like a chain saw. I can also power the runes myself but it would drain me to power it for a long time.

"All of them the guy wants to have every race he could buy for an experiment of some sort." Jax says taking a sip of his beer " He wouldn't say what but we did a background check and some reconnaissance work on him."

"And let me guess he apart of some cult or he's trying to make an immortal body" I say cutting him off.

"Well your right about creating a body but not an immortal one but zombies an army of zombies. He has yet to succeed but he's close." Jax say after slamming his mug on the table.

"Mark the job as black and assemble my team and get the Humvees ready. We're rolling out in an hour."

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The Humvees will be explained next chapter but they work on a rune motor which spins the crank shafts turning the axle so there is no need for gas