"Family Head, we have arrived!"
The coachman's voice echoed outside the carriage as it came to a halt.
The door swung open, and Felix stepped out, clad in his signature pristine white suit, a long white and gold overcoat draped elegantly over his shoulders.
He wore white gloves and held a delicate cane adorned with intricate gold patterns, the handle proudly displaying the Morningstar Family symbol.
With a warm smile for the coachman, Felix strode toward the grand gates of the Maywraith Noble Family estate.
"Young Master Felix!" greeted the guards at the gate, bowing slightly in respect as they opened it wide for him. Felix returned their nod with a smile before stepping through.
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"Big bro! I didn't know you were coming! Come, come, have a seat!" Quill exclaimed, gesturing enthusiastically for Felix to join him. His chubby face broke into a wide grin.
"Sorry for dropping by unannounced," Felix replied as he settled into his seat. "But I need to discuss something important."
"Don't worry about it! You're always welcome here," Quill waved dismissively.
Felix nodded thoughtfully and asked, "Is your father around? Is he in the Clan?"
Quill shook his head. "Nope! My father is out of the Royal Capital with my sister handling some important matters."
"I see..." Felix's eyes flickered with interest at this news as he regarded Quill closely.
"What did you want to talk about?" Quill inquired curiously.
Felix hesitated for a moment before saying, "I wanted to discuss something with your father. But since he's not here, I guess I'll wait until he returns."
"Oh? What's on your mind that you need to talk to my dad about?" Quill asked eagerly. "And hey, if my father is not around, I'm managing family matters too, you know I'm set to be the future head of the Maywraith Noble Family!"
Felix studied Quill for a moment before responding cautiously, "Well... I'm looking at venturing into a new business."
"Oh? What kind of business?" Quill asked with an air of disinterest. It wasn't that he didn't care; after all, his family already ran numerous lucrative businesses across the kingdom generating billions of gold coins each year!
Understanding Quill's attitude perfectly well, Felix simply waved his hand over the small table until a blueprint materialized before them. He spread it out confidently.
"What's this?" Quill leaned closer, curiosity piqued despite himself.
"This is what I wanted to share," Felix said while pointing at various sections of the blueprint.
Quill squinted at it; strange drawings and incomprehensible words filled its surface. He looked back up at Felix in confusion. "Big bro... I don't get any of this!"
Felix shook his head, a hint of mystery in his eyes. "Don't worry; just come to the Wulleamp District in seven days, and you'll understand what I'm talking about. Trust me, you won't regret it if you can make it."
"Seven days, huh?" Quill replied, looking at Felix with curiosity. He nodded enthusiastically. "I'll definitely be there!"
"Good," Felix said as he stood up. "I have a lot on my plate right now."
"Okay, big bro! I'm really curious about this business!" Quill exclaimed with a smile.
Felix returned the smile but said nothing as he left the Maywraith Noble Family Estate.
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A few minutes later, Felix's carriage rumbled down the road toward Wulleamp District. Inside, he was lost in thought.
It wasn't that he didn't want to share details about his new venture; rather, something had made him hesitate just before speaking.
A strange sensation lingered, like someone or something was watching him, but he couldn't pinpoint its source.
It's always the unknown that poses the greatest danger, and Felix wasn't willing to take that risk.
While there were a few humans, elves, and orcs scattered among them, the dwarfs clearly dominated the room.
The instant Felix, Quill, and Claire walked in, all eyes turned toward them and an expectant silence fell over the gathering.
Clearing her throat confidently, Claire introduced Felix: "Everyone, this is my boss Mr. Felix , he is the one who hired you."
With a nod of acknowledgment from Felix as he settled into a chair prepared for him, he addressed the group directly. "As Claire mentioned," he began calmly but firmly, "my name is Felix. I've brought you all here because I recognize your expertise."
He paused for effect before continuing. "I understand many of you are accustomed to working independently; however, here you will need to adhere to my guidelines."
The blacksmiths listened intently as Felix outlined their ranks: "Among you the highest is a 4-Star Blacksmith, while others are at 2-Star level or still apprentices on their journey toward mastery."
He elaborated thoughtfully: "This isn't meant as criticism; rather it's important for you to know that better treatment and resources come with higher skill levels."
Curiosity sparked in some eyes as they absorbed his words.
With a wave of his hand, two enormous blueprints materialized in mid-air, capturing everyone's attention instantly.
" What an interesting blueprint".
"This thing is really innovative, I didn't expect such thing to exist "
"If this can really be produced it will shock a a lot of people"
"With all my years of blacksmithing I've never seen such a creative object before"
Felix smiled at their reactions before explaining further: "What you're looking at is called a bicycle, a revolutionary transportation device designed for speed and efficiency in bustling places like the Royal Capital."
He detailed how its sleek design allows riders to navigate narrow streets effortlessly.
He looked at them,his eyes were calm as he pointed to the two blueprints. "The bicycle is a two-wheeled machine is powered by none other than your own feet.
On the bicycle, the wheels are perfectly aligned within a sturdy metal frame, with the front wheel nestled in a rotatable fork.
The rider sits comfortably on a saddle and steers by leaning and turning handlebars connected to that very fork.
With pedals linked to cranks and a chainwheel, power flows seamlessly through a loop of chain connecting the chainwheel to a sprocket on the rear wheel.
Riding is surprisingly easy to master,most people can zip along at speeds of 16–24 km (10–15 miles) per hour! That's about four to five times faster than walking"
"This is an astonishing invention that could change lives!" someone exclaimed.
"Right? It's nothing short of groundbreaking!" another chimed in.
"But how much do you think it'll cost?" asked one blacksmith, curiosity piqued.
"Maybe ten gold coins? Or even a hundred! I mean, just look at it, this thing has got to be pricey!" They exchanged glances, whispering among themselves in awe.
Felix continued with enthusiasm, "There are actually two versions of this bicycle: one for everyday folks and another specially designed for Mana Cultivators. The ordinary model simply helps you travel faster and more efficiently. But the Mana Cultivator version? It's packed with features that can boost their speed three to five times! Just imagine how it could save your life in critical moments!"
The blacksmiths' eyes widened as they absorbed Felix's words.
They envisioned themselves in intense battles where defeat loomed near; instead of succumbing, they could hop onto their bicycles and vanish like shooting stars into the night sky!
"Dang! I never thought about that," one admitted. "This really has so many advantages!"
"It could genuinely save countless adventurers," another added thoughtfully.
"Just think how big this bicycle could become if mass-produced!" someone else mused.
"Yeah! This bicycle is truly magical!" they whispered excitedly among themselves.
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