TFA1 4.2 - Dourk Tavern
Inside a middle-class bar in Walluo City, a bartender lazily said, "Owner is out for a few days."
In an instant, Captain Rummus sighed in silence. "Understood, but can you taste our beers and give a reference to the bar owner?"
"Sorry, I couldn't do it without bar owner permission."
"Very well and thanks for the time."
Wasting no time, Captain Rummus and the group from Magwurt City walked towards the exit. During the last two hours, Captain Rummus and the group from Magwurt City visited six mid-range bars in Walluo City, but not a single bar was willing to sample Amur Beer let alone put it on the menu.
It made Captain Rummus's heart filled with regret, because he knew very well that Amur Beer was more delicious than any beer sold in mid-class or even high-class bars in Waluo City.
Now, the options they had were only low-class bars. High-class bars were excluded from the option as nobles were only willing to do business with fellow nobles.
"Sorry Ser Slane, I never imagined they would turn Amur Beer down without tasting it."
In a casual tone Lt. Colonel Slane answered, "Don't worry about it."
Lt. Colonel Slane was aware that bar owners were usually reluctant to change suppliers, if they already had a large customer base. Meanwhile, adding another beer to the menu could offend the old supplier and led to termination of cooperation.
However, their trip was not completely wasted. At least, they could see the price list of each bar, and found that beer at mid-class bars was in the range of 10-12 coins/glass.
Lt. Colonel Slane then cheerfully added, "Captain, we'd better take a break for a lunch."
"Understood, I happen to know a tavern with a nice menu."
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Dourk Tavern, Waluo City
12:40, 7 Jun 2025
Captain Rummus brought the group from Magwurt City to a bustling medium-sized tavern. They even had to wait for a while before getting a table for eight people.
And one thing immediately caught Lt. Colonel Slane's attention. In one corner of the tavern, a boy with a bruised face was busy peeling a basket of potatoes. Now and then the boy would touch the bruise on his face while grimacing.
Meanwhile, one of the two waitresses came over. Captain Rummus immediately asked her, "What's the daily menu for today?"
"Pea soup, grilled sausage, lamb steak, potato salad, baked potato, boiled egg, black bread, apple or pear, ginger beer, or boiled water."
Seeing Captain Rummus turn his head at him, Lt. Colonel Slane immediately placed an order. "For me, pea soup, grilled sausage, poached eggs, potato salad, apple, ginger ale, and can you tell me why that kid's face is covered in bruises?"
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The waitress followed Lt. Colonel Slane's gaze before saying, "His name is Sturk. Yesterday, he was caught pickpocketing a merchant from Lingua Region. If Papa had not saved him he would have been beaten to death."
The waitress took a deep breath before continuing in a low voice, "The tavern's profits are meager, but Papa was never able to leave someone who needs his help."
Lt. Colonel Slane responded to the waitress's complaint with a smile, and while the waitress continued taking orders he turned her gaze back to the boy in the corner.
In any world, even the most prosperous cities were not free from poverty. Lt. Colonel Slane understands this very well because he had experienced it firsthand. At the age of six, his mother left him. He understands why his mother didn't want to live with taxi drivers who always coming home drunk, but he always wondering why his mother didn't take him along.
Because his father did not always bring food for him, Little Slane took initiative to support himself. The first thing he did was rob the drunkard who passed out at a lonely alley. At the age of ten, Little Slane then joined a group of pickpockets who targeted foreign tourists who had just left the airport.
One time he was caught and badly beaten. When his father found out that he worked as a pickpocket, he was kicked out of the house. Since then, Little Slane fully joined the group of little pickpockets.
At the age of 12, little Slane heard a story about Warren Buffet, who at his age began to use the income from selling newspapers to buy shares on Wall Street, until he finally became one of the Titans in the financial market.
Little Slane realized he didn't have a sharp mind like Warren Buffet. So the means that he chose to change his life was adequate education. He set Harvard as his target. After that he worked hard to collect money no matter whether it was by pickpocketing, working as a dishwashers, or various other menial jobs with wages a few cents/hour.
Meanwhile, to prepare for his academic capability, little Slane took advantage of the free online learning site, which at that time began to boom. In his spare time, Little Slane would diligently visit the city library.
Slane's marketing talent began to show when he became a part-time salesperson at a used-car dealer, at the age of 16 years old. Every week Young Slane would sell at least one car. It was a record that not even professional salesman could match. At the age of 18, young Slane already had enough money to pay tuition for his first year of college, as well the payment for his father who had to enter the nursing home.
Even though he had to work while studying, Young Slane could still graduate cum laude. Shortly before Young Slane applied to Harvard, CIA actually offered him a full-scale scholarship. It was known that Young Slane had a character that was very attractive for CIA high-ranking officials.
He was a simple and hardworking young man with a realistic and practical perspective. Did not like to day dreaming or took the perspective of a victim, and always used his time for positive things. Young Slane also had the determination to avoid cigarettes, alcohol, and women.
After the first attempt failed, CIA tried again three years later. However, at that time Young Slane already received an offer from his senior, a young woman who was three years younger than him, but had graduated two years earlier with summa cum laude.
The young girl, Claire J. Webber, appointed Slane as a junior member of the marketing team at one of her companies. Two years later, Young Slane became head of the marketing team after he successfully tripled the company's turnover.
As head of the marketing team, Slane left the board of directors dumbfounded because within one year he once again doubled the company's turnover. While his ideas on delivery systems increase the cost efficiency significantly.
Until finally, one morning Claire called him and asked a question, 'If you could go back to the Middle Ages while bringing in technology and products from the 21st century, what would you do?'
Young Slane answered casually but steadily, "I will turn every place I visit into a goldmine."
Claire then appointed Young Slane to form and lead Amethyst Merchant.
Apart from Bob, Vex, and General O'Neil, only Lt. Colonel Slane who knows that behind TF Amethyst stands the titan of global economy, Claire J. Webber.
In the TF Amethyst structure, Lt. Colonel Slane only occupied the 8th highest position. However, in the trade war that Amethyst Merchant was waging, no one could intervene in his policies. Only Claire could change the policies made by Lt. Colonel Slane. This was a proof how deep the trust that Claire placed in him.
After taking a deep breath, Lt. Colonel Slane then turned his attention to the food that were being laid out on the table by the waitress. Not long after that, the lunch began.
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