Licensing the technology for the "Spider Slayer" and the "Ah Fu" butler went exceptionally smoothly.
Allen barely had to say a word.
To the Alchemy Apprentices of the Black Tower of the Forge, a project that could reliably make money was more attractive than anything else.
Out of every ten Alchemy Apprentices, nine were flat broke, and the last one was constantly flirting with bankruptcy.
The only hurdle was the need to first pay a hefty "security deposit" to ensure they wouldn't run off with the designs.
Even so, two Advanced Apprentices from relatively well-off families gritted their teeth, scraped together the Magic Stones, and signed the contract.
Allen watched their pained expressions and calmly put the contract away.
He wasn't after this paltry profit. His goal was to ensure that after he left, the supply chain for "New West" would remain intact, allowing the brand to continue operating.
With all that taken care of, it was time to leave.
