"You don’t have to worry about that; we’ve brought the materials," Mikel intervened, pouring out a heap of advanced grade materials from his storage item. A preliminary count revealed at least a hundred varieties, which is demonstrating their thorough preparation.
Amalia selected a few materials. And said: "These will suffice. Do you have a quiet room? I just need an hour."
"Yes, we do!" Mikel didn’t want them to take their artifacts away. Upon hearing that Amalia was ready to repair his artifact now, he wouldn’t refuse; if necessary, he’d create the conditions for it.
In the villa upstairs, there were several vacant rooms. Amalia casually chose one and entered, instructing them not to disturb her for an hour.
Mikel responded promptly. "An Artificers indeed require an absolutely queit space for so that the chance of success would be higher."
Samuel was utterly bewildered the entire time. What was happening? Why did it suddenly feel like that... the once attentive person had turned into Young Master Sabate?
"Oh, right, you," Mikel remembered something as he descended downstairs.
Samuel realized Mikel was addressing him and quickly composed himself. "Is there anything you need, Young Master Sabate?"
"You’re looking for me not to just recommend Ms. Vanquez to me, did you? Do you have any requests? If so, say it now, and I’ll make it happen," Mikel gave a rare explanation.
Samuel paused. "But hasn’t Ms. Vanquez not finished repairing the artifact yet?"
"That’s not an issue. I believe Ms. Vanquez can fix it. Just state your request," Mikel gestured confidently, placing more trust in Amalia than anyone else.
Samuel felt a surge of excitement, which nearly make him unable to speak. He had been waiting for this moment anxiously. If he waited any longer, he afraid the company wouldn’t able to sustain it anymore. The company is on the verge of collapse due to Yannis’s relentless pressure because his interception on his plan. So, he briefly explained about Yannis suppresion on the Salvador to Mikel.
"Yannis, I’ve had a dislike for him for a while. He’s got that typical antagonist face and always tries to assert his presence in front of us," Hubert snorted.
Samuel fell silent, unaware of what an antagonist face should look like before. So, it was someone like Yannis...?
"Don’t worry, I’ve got this matter under control," Mikel’s words acted as a reassuring pill for him.
Finally, Samuel could relax. Yannis might be arrogant, but he wouldn’t dare offend Young Master Sabate.
...
Yannis waited in the villa for good news from Sandro. At the same times, he indulged in many optimistic thoughts. Time passed by, but he still didn’t received any message from Sandro. When he dialing Sandro’s communicator, the person who answered wasn’t Sandro.
"Who are you? What’s your relation to the deceased?"
After just a sentence from the other end, Yannis closed the communicator, and his face darkening terribly. Sandro had actually died. With Samuel’s limited strength, how could Sandro possibly die at his hands?
Someone else must have intervened.
Yannis immediately summoned Sergio, his face grim. "Sergio, your brother Sandro is dead."
Sergio’s expression drastically changed. "Second Young Master, how could my brother die? His strength is so formidable; there aren’t many people in Big Apple City who could match him. How is this possible? Is the information wrong?"
Yannis informed him that the information was accurate. Losing a trusted subordinate for no reason is really bothered him. He was not in a good mood, he said: "The person who killed Sandro is likely Samuel and his accomplices. I thought it was an easy win, but I underestimated Samuel. There seems to be someone who protecting him."
Yannis thought that Amalia and their group might have foreseen his plans beforehand.
"I’ll kill them!" Sergio’s eyes glinted with malice, and the veins pulsating on his forehead and arms.
"Even your brother wasn’t their match. How will you kill them? We can only outsmart them, not confront them head-on. Unless you find their weakness, but now that I’ve lost your brother, I can’t afford to lose you too." Yannis’s slightly lowered eyes held with a strong intent to kill.
The Sandro amd Sergio brothers were his trusted subordinates. Each member of the Yoder, upon coming of age, would be assigned with two powerful subordinates. It was not easy to acquired the Sandro and Sergio brothers, losing one in vain was already a significant setback for him. Even if the family assigned him with another one, their strength would pale in comparison to Sandro.
"Second Young Master," Sergio was deeply moved by his confession.
Yannis was very good at this methord of controlling his subordinates. It was a basic methord for someone in a superior position to master it.
In a large family, it was a big taboo if one couldn’t control their subordinates and The head of the family wouldn’t choose someone who unable to control their subordinates.
"But Second Young Master, my brother can’t die in vain. How can I avenge him?" Although Sergio was deeply moved, he still felt his brother’s death must be avenged
"Of course, your brother’s death must be avenged, but not now. Samuel is probably with Mikel at the moment. Going after them won’t avenge your brother, it’ll only anger Mikel. If something happens to him, the Sabate won’t let us off." Yannis clenched his teeth.
If it weren’t for Sandro’s failure, he wouldn’t be in this dilemma, switching from an active position to a passive one. "Samuel, I refuse to believe I can’t get rid of you. Just wait."
At that moment, Yannis’s communicator rang.
...
"Okay, it’s all settled," Mikel ended the call and said to Samuel.
Just as casually as saying "good morning" to someone else, this attitude was a result of the authority he held.
"Thank you, Young Master Sabate," Samuel expressed gratitude, feeling internally conflicted. It’s no wonder so many people are fascinated by authority; Because it was so tempting and it could easily leads one astray from oneself.
"No need to thank me. I can only help you momentarily. Once I leave Big Apple City, Yannis will definitely target you again," Mikel didn’t believe his influence over Yannis was that strong.
"I know. As long as I give the Salvador a time to breathe first, I’ll handle things afterward," Samuel had already thought this through, and discussing it with his father.
Mikel nodded. He enjoyed conversing with intelligent people—effortless, not tiresome, and free from dealing with their insatiable greed.
Within less than an hour, Amalia emerged from the room.
Mikel rushed forward, and asking two questions, "How is it? Has my artifact been restored?"
Amalia handed him the artifact.
Taking the artifact, Mikel dashed to the window. Viewing it under the sunlight so it can provided him with better clarity. Despite the villa’s excellent lighting, this action indirectly highlighted his significance for the artifact.
"Could this be a gift from Young Master Sabate’s parents?" Samuel found it quiet strange for Young Master Sabate to valued an advanced level artifact to such an extent. Given his status as the sole heir of the Sabate family, he could easily get any advanced level artifacts as much as he wanted.
"I don’t know," Amalia showed no interest in Mikel’s attitude, let alone delving into it.