[The next day.]
[Verma Town, Merlin Family territory.]
[Krivos Kingdom.]
"My Lord."
A voice echoed within a room followed by a loud thud as eight beings knelt down.
The room was large with different types of items lying around the place.
Shelves lined the curved walls, stuffed with a chaotic mix of books, scrolls, and vials.
At the center of the room lay a table, and at the head of it sat Akamir.
His wheat-blonde hair flowed behind him as he looked at the floating papers in the air.
"You are late."
Akamir said, without looking at them.
The mimicker in the forefront bowed his head even more. "We are apologise, my Lord."
Akamir sighed as he used telekinesis to place the papers down.
He finally looked at them.
The one leading the mimickers was a young man with short black hair and eyes.
He looked like an experienced young merchant just as Akamir wanted.
"How did the first day of the company go?" Akamir asked, looking at them. "Any problem?"
