Chapter 687: An Old Friend - 687
Arriving at the second house, Skymender instantly liked it more. It was slightly bigger, but still within the range of a medium sized house, though it was only considered medium sized because it was in the noble district.
Skymender entered. At the entrance was a room with coat hangers and some seats, nothing special. Deeper inside, he saw a dining area, a kitchen, and a few rooms. Though this house was only slightly bigger than the last house, Skymender liked its environment more.
It had a grey color palette that made it seem calm and simple.
After the tour, and after weighing all of his options, he decided.
"I would like to buy this house." Skymender said.
The old man nodded. "Then let's go and sign the papers. If we submit them by today, it should be at most two days before the Emperor approves it."
Skymender nodded. He and Melly made their way back to the shop.
Skymender signed a bunch of things, and since he was using Melly's status, she had to sign a few things as well.
As for the payment, Skymender gave the man the information of his bank in Sky city. It would take nearly a month for the payment to be received, but since he was a noble, there was no worry that he was lying and did not have the amount of money necessary.
If he were to do so, he would be in severe trouble, especially since the Emperor would have given his approval by then.
They would have to wait two days before the Emperor signed the paper, so they went to the wealthy commoner area and stayed in a luxurious inn.
Surprisingly, when they woke up, they received a letter. The Emperor had already approved it.
Skymender figured that it was because he knew him. But perhaps the Emperor had just been putting a bunch of effort into his work recently.
Skymender made his way to the house. He needed to put in no further effort. He had acquired the house, and as long as the payment went through, he would never have to worry about paying for it again. Of course, there was a property tax, but since he wasn't 18 his parents would have to worry about that. It was none of his business.
Skymender and Melly quickly moved in, as they did not bring a lot with them. Most of what they could want could be bought. Skymender only brought a few valuable poison concocting supplies, as well as some tools such as his cauldrons.
With an entire summer ahead, Skymender relaxed, only studying and laying around in his expensive home. He hired a few servants, but they only came in to clean the house or do a few errands.
After a month of this, Skymender finally put an end to it. Relaxing was nice, but succeeding was better. He was not stupid enough to ruin his future with relaxation.
Skymender ventured out, and as he did so, Melly naturally followed. He made his way to the commoner marketplace, the biggest one in the Imperial Capital. He walked around for a moment, wondering how to announce his return. He could buy a bunch of expensive things, or do something to stand out. Naturally, he already stood out here, but not many people recognized him, only his family name.
However, as he turned a corner, he nearly couldn't believe his eyes.
He saw another noble carriage, with what he recognized as the Grayn family noble insignia.
Standing near it, at a shop, he saw a grown man with a beard and a body full of strength. Despite the changes, Skymender recognized him as the same boy he had met long ago.
Skymender made up his mind and walked towards him.
As the man examined the object in his hand, he heard a voice.
"Hello noble boy."
His entire body uncontrollably shivered, a sense of deja vu coming over him. He looked around. Indeed, this spot was familiar. It was this place…
He had not been here for years, but that voice, those words…
He turned around, and saw Skymender.
Though Skymender had aged, his face was unforgettable. He would never forget the face of the person who had given him his first taste of indignance.
However, things were different now. Skymender was a boy, barely a teenager, while he was a grown man, who had trained nearly every day since then.
He looked at Skymender, barely controlling his trembling and hiding the fear in his heart.
"It's been a whi…"
Before he could finish, Skymender's figure flashed.
The man instinctively braced himself as a foot hit his stomach, knocking him back.
He rolled on the ground, ending up face down, with a pulsing stomach. The guards, who had not even slightly expected such a thing, instantly moved.
Half checked on the Grayn family noble, while the other half surrounded Skymender.
They seemed hesitant to do anything, seeing Skymender's noble clothing, but the Grayn family noble suddenly raised his body and shouted.
"Ah hell naw! I am not doing this shit again! Guards! Kill that motherfu**er!" He screamed, completely ridding himself of any noble dignity.
Hearing his words, they stopped hesitating. They swung their swords down. But Skymender was completely different from last time. He dodged to the side, uppercutting a nearby guard, before throwing his body at two others, knocking him over.
A guard leaped at him, but he jumped in the air and stomped on his head.
He turned around and kicked an oncoming guard in the chest. He stood on top of a knocked out guard as the other guards stopped moving.
"I was just saying hi to an old friend. No need to get aggressive."
The noble man, clearly having some sort of episode, banged his head on the ground with pure anger fueling him.
Eventually, the guards backed away from Skymender, taking care of their lord.
Melly gave him an interesting look. She found it hard to believe that he would greet everyone in the Imperial Capital like this.
Chapter 688: Business - 688
All around, the commoners were staring in shock. This sort of behavior, by a noble to a noble, was completely unimaginable. It was hard to believe that it had even happened, despite it happening right in front of their faces.
A few older people in the crowd felt as though they had seen this before, though they couldn't remember exactly where.
Skymender left the market. Now, even if he didn't personally announce his return, people would still know.
A day or so later, a fat man sitting in an office heard the news and jumped up. "Lord Skymender. Have you returned?"
He too had grown, and was different than before, though surprisingly not by much.
He was currently in the process of undergoing training with his father, who hoped to have him inherit the business at some point. However, their morning exercises seemed to have no effect on his body. In fact, he seemed a bit bigger than before.
His father didn't even call him by his name. When he walked, he was called an earthquake. When he ran, his father called him a train. When he sat, his father acted as though a meteor had struck the earth. When he simply existed, he was still called Fatty.
Regardless, he was excited to hear that Skymender was back. Back then, he had been scared and timid, but after so long, he looked back on then as if it was his glory days, and he would never experience another.
Elsewhere, Duchess Vass told her daughter the news. She too was excited to hear about Skymender's return. Despite so long passing, she had never forgotten about him. She finally admitted to herself that she had fallen in love, and was eagerly waiting to see Skymender again.
In another location, the Grayn family simply shook their heads at their son, who was now a grown man. It had been different the last time, as it had been a child beating up a child, but this time, it was a child beating up an adult. They were too ashamed to pursue any sort of action against Skymender.
Skymender sat in his room, thinking. He was no longer completely considered a child, and was wondering how he could consolidate his status in the Imperial Capital. He could go the route he had when he was younger, putting someone in danger and saving them, but that seemed as if it would lead to him getting exposed.
He could display his abilities, like he had at the noble gathering, but that was a bit away and he did not feel the need to wait.
After numerous thoughts, Skymender wanted to create a business. This time, it would have to be legitimate. The Emperor could let him being Skygod slide as it was in Sky city, not even a royal capital, but if he tried in the Imperial Capital, he would instantly be taken down. Regardless, he did not have the confidence to take on a Sword Master at the moment. Even the weakest one could cause a life and death situation.
Instead, he would start a legitimate business.
As for how he would do that, he knew exactly where to go. He traveled into the wealthy commoner area and found a house he had visited before. Without being stopped, he knocked on the door.
The door opened, and a familiar looking large, strong man opened the door. He recognized him.
"Mr. Skymender. Are you here for the walking mountain?"
Skymender nodded. "Is Fatty here right now?"
The man shook his head. "He actually went out looking for you after hearing that you kicked a noble."
Skymender thanked him for his time and began a search. He didn't need to go far. In the same marketplace, he found a fat man, nearly reaching adulthood, walking around. Everyone moved out of the way for him, as anyone that didn't would be sent to the hospital.
His mass had reached an impressive level, even for his size. It was as if his body actually contained a bit of muscle under the fat.
Skymender wasn't sure what to make of him.
Skymender turned a corner and stood in front of him.
The Fatty didn't notice him and continued walking. He eventually came so close that it looked as though he would crush Skymender.
Skymender's eyes narrowed in focus as he leaped forward, performing a flying kick. Even using all of his strength, he was only barely able to knock the Fatty down. He was simply too big.
The Fatty, now on his back, rolled around in surprise.
"What did I hit this time?"
Using an advanced technique, he rolled back onto his legs.
Looking around, he spotted Skymender, who was breathing heavily.
His eyes brightened. "Lord Skymender!"
Skymender looked at him with less than happiness. "Screw that. If you want to talk to me again, you better cut off some of that fat. You can't even see below you."
With that, he stormed off.
The Fatty was stunned. He had not expected their reunion to conclude so quickly.
Taking a look at himself, he was indeed excessively large. In fact, he was literally known as the biggest person in the Imperial Capital, though only horizontally.
He sighed. Most of the fat on him was actually excess that he could lose, but had taken pride in it. Seeing Skymender walk off, he decided it was time to return to his peak. He would still be fat, very fat, but he wouldn't look like a walking pumpkin. Though he wouldn't be able to see his toes, seeing the ground a few feet ahead would be possible.
With determination, he made his way to a nearby training area.
Skymender returned to the Fatty's house. Come to think of it, the Fatty probably couldn't help him much anyways.
His father was much more likely to be useful. The Fatty's father was surprised to see Skymender again, but welcomed him inside. Skymender explained his idea of starting a business.
Finally, Fatty's father spoke. "Well first off, what are you going to sell?"
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