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  Book 1: Savage Peasant Building an Evil Empire For Dummies

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  I looked over at my ash blonde lover.

  "I need to earn more money, I can't stay this close to the princess and that old guy."

  Hilda sighs, putting down the tray of meat, potatoes and veggies. She sits and looks at me deeply.

  "You could fix broken or wrecked weapons? You can fix those, right? Depleted cores too, restoring them would be easy. You can repair pretty much anything really. Even fixing knights. You could probably turn scrap to factory new."

  My mouth opened and closed, but then she cleared her throat and continues.

  "I will send Mi to get some old stuff from the bcksmiths junk bin, then run around buying depleted cores."

  I sat up and my body ached, I really shouldn't have used my magic to remove the ctic acid from my muscles during our sexy time. However, I had been pent up living with two beautiful women for almost a month.

  "What with? I only have 7 gold to my name."

  She chuckles, sitting beside me.

  "Let this old dy pamper her man, besides you have been receiving a wage for all the things you fix around here. Not per item, but the normal daily wage. I have enough savings, besides the profits are going to be huge. Don't you dare think I, as your benefactor won't be receiving half."

  She puffed her chest up and rested her chin on the back of her hand. I smirk, defeated by this intelligent woman.

  "Wouldn't dream of it."

  She smiles and sps my chest.

  "Good boy, oh and please take Mi to bed. She has been pining for you since the day you met. Well that and in my personal opinion, every woman deserves what you gave me this morning."

  I chuckle.

  "The sex, the age reduction or the medical attention?"

  She smirks and stands, putting the tray on the bed. She starts to leave my room, but before she does I want an answer.

  "I know more things about all 3 than I demonstrated. Can I get an answer?"

  She turns and chuckles.

  "You, Conner. Every woman deserves a you. Everything you listed and much, much more. You have made this old woman extremely happy."

  I smile, sitting up properly. I was very hungry.

  "Send Mi up with another portion of meat then please, and the horse radish sauce please. Oh and have her put the kettle on, would love a cup of tea before she goes out."

  She raised her eyebrows.

  "Why not just restore it, you said that you dont like to restore food, but why?"

  I shudder, the memory of the time I restored tea in the morning.

  "Since I am never doing it again, I will tell you. When I restore anything there are three processes that happen, first is anything that was part of what I am restoring, that is within 100 metres will be magically teleported into what it was. So if I restored this meat it would be pointless, since it would be taken from my stomach, st nights would be... well, and st weeks would be..."

  She raises her hand.

  "Enough... I get it, next process."

  "Second process is materials to be converted nearby, for example the water in the bucket. I can return it to being hot and clean, as it was when Mi prepared it. I can even use any dirt inside into mana to make the process cheaper on my mana pool. The third process is just using my mana to fill in the missing pieces, if we were travelling for example. I could restore food in a pot, as long as no one still had it in their stomach, and any waste was 100 meters away, obviously as I get stronger this range may increase. I however hope it makes this process optional, like the second step."

  She was looking at me in awe.

  "Wait is there anything else you can do?"

  I shrug.

  "I mean probably, I haven't really experimented yet. That was something I was going to do with the weapons."

  She rubs her chin.

  "I will have to let the Knight mechanic know about this, we can buy the knight weapons and parts that would normally go for scrap too. Your job is to fix and clear out the warehouse. Chop chop, eat up and get a move on stud."

  I roll my eyes, but do what she says. I eat quickly and get downstairs just as Mi finished my second portion.

  "That mine Mi?"

  She flinched and gets fidgety.

  "Y-yes Mister Rivers..."

  I shake my head and pat hers softly.

  "Stop that, call me Conner. Mi.. Hilda talked to me a bit ago." I cleared my throat, knowing she most likely heard with her rge soft ears. "I just wanted to say, I want to get to know you better. I mean if, if you want to do the.."

  "Mating?"

  She offered in a soft almost whisper.

  "Yes, mating. If you want that, then the st step I need is an emotional connection."

  She raised her eyes to meet mine.

  "You aren't dissatisfied with.. my appearance?"

  I ugh, then smile at her.

  "Hell no, you are one of the most beautiful women I have every seen. I did ask Hilda about fluffing your tail, but warned me not to."

  Mi immediately takes hold of her tail, offering it to me.

  "What does me doing that mean?"

  She blushes up to her ears, then finds a floor tile extremely fascinating. Staring at it intently.

  "M.. it would mean I am yours."

  I think on that a moment.

  "Marriage?"

  She nods softly. Never taking her eyes from the tile.

  "I will after I am sure, okay? I can honestly say I find you extremely attractive with a cute personality. How about every day we chat while you cook and we will have tea together at nights, just to see how our chemistry is?"

  She smiles up at me.

  "I would like that... Conner."

  I smile and gently caress her head, scratching behind her fluffy ear. As I pull my hand away her head follows for a moment, before she snaps to realisation. Goes bright red and flees the kitchen. I was somewhat confused, Hilda told me about the tails being special, but ears were safe. I guess she just really loved head pats.

  (A/N: No he is just an idiot, thinking all beastfolk are the same in their behaviours.)

  I shrug and go about my work, fixing and organising the warehouse. Shockingly 90% of what was in here, was repair materials for the warehouse. I barely broke a sweat, but I was done for the day. I went to my room, refreshed my soapy bucket and gave myself a wash down. The store was busy, Mi would be out all day. It was just me. My smile fades, as I look at my reflection in the bucket. Just contempting, thinking about how I ended up here, my old life, my future.

  "Conner! I need some help down here!"

  Hilda called up to me, when she needed help. She means she wanted me to be her poster boy, either to wear or not wear something while holding something else. Had to give it to her, she would give the shameless capitalists on earth a run for their money. Pretty sure she considered draining human society of their coin, restitution for centuries of oppression. Either that or she just liked making money. The rest of the day was a blur of me holding things and wearing things, I realised. I was the model for this store. Well it was nearly exclusively a womens store, Hilda had took a bar of soap apart with magic, figured out how it worked and then refined the soaps she was making, added moisturiser. She was always pushing to be more. It made me want to do better, I tried to help with the herbs. I did find however, even organising was too much for me. Too many herbs look, smell and taste simir, yet had massively different effects. I could use my skill, but neither Hilda or Mi needed it and I wanted to learn. I tried my hand at woodworking and I was subpar at best without power tools. My physical strength is less than most men in this world, no matter how hard I try, I can't learn any magic. All I could do is fix things, even that had limits. I just couldn't imagine how to use it.

  Hilda was a gem at that, able to think of a way to use my skill. She pretty much went over all the groceries, just so she could analyse them all and replicate them.

  Then there was Mi, everything she attempted to do came out amazing. Doing everything with refined grace, at least until I entered the room and she became a nervous ball of anxiety. I knew how she felt, I wasn't dumb. I even knew I liked her. However, I wanted her to be sure. To get past the crush, to see if we actually had chemistry. The fact she was Hildas sve and a beast-kin meant nothing to me. I mean not nothing, fox girls are hot, animal girls in general were hot. No self respecting weeb could deny that. If anything her being a fox girl was a plus in my books, the fact she was drop dead gorgeous didn't hurt at all.

  I decided to go on a walk. While I was walking aimlessly, I arrived at the Knight workshop. I heard a commotion, the owner was shouting with a customer. I waited for them to finish and approach the shop owner.

  "What was that about?"

  He smiles at me, I met him when his wife dragged him to Hildas pce. We bonded over being dragged around by women, his name is Jyourgan Hos Khermin. I called him Yerg, he called me Riv. I mean the options for shortening Conner are few and far between. Other than Connie, but that just sounds like an insult.

  "Hey Riv, that moron came here with a pile'a scrap, he though was a knight. Told him to scrap it and get a new one, he refused. Now he is try'na get me bcklisted."

  I rubbed my chin, then looked over at the man in question, then the pile of scrap. It obviously was a knight, but looked like it was chewed up and spat out. I didn't want to know what did that to a 30 foot tall mech.

  "I will sort it Yerg, just make sure you get ready to pay me."

  I wave as I walk over to the pile of scrap, pcing my hand on it. I could see how it wanted to be, quickly checking on the cost. I would need mana from a core or something. I turn to the owner.

  "Yerg sent for me, I can fix her. It won't be cheap, would probably be cheaper to get a new one. However I assume this has sentimental value?"

  His angry eyes soften.

  "Y.. yeah, it was my brothers. We were attacked by bandits, ended up accidentally angering a lord of the forest. A giant boar, the.. my brother didn't make it. This is all I have left of him, I can pay 1 rge mythril, please."

  I went back over to Yerg.

  "I can fix her, but I need a rge core. I also need some metal to reduce the cost, there are bits missing. I also want paying. He is offering a rge mythril."

  Yergs eyes widened, and I knew why a small mythril was 100 gold. A rge mythril was 100 small, that makes it 10,000 gold in value.

  "Subtract the cost of the core and the metals, then I want fifth of what is left. You can have the rest."

  I was going to agree, but then thought about becoming a knight pilot.

  "Is there a way to train to be a pilot?"

  He rolls his eyes, then shrugging his oversized shoulders.

  "Knight Commander, yes you get a training table. I can throw a broken one in for a 1 small mythril, 2 dolls. I will even throw in a box of small cores."

  I rub my chin.

  "Any where I can get a scrapped knight?"

  He grins, he knows how to make a sale after all. Is everyone here so savage with draining people dry?

  "Aiye, my brother runs the knight graveyard. We strip em, keep the interesting stuff for reference. Keep the parts, melt everythin' else down."

  I nod, offering my hand.

  "Get me a discount and I will pay him a visit."

  He grins, grabbing my hand forcefully.

  "Deal."

  The next couple hours, I was doing what Hilda told me to. Make it look like my skill drained me and was hard work. However after everything I had 7 small mythril, I was rich!