In the evening, the Tyrant Mansion welcomes its first visitor, who was granted an audience with the Silver Tyrant.
Many people who were paying close attention to the tyrant's mansion quickly reported this to their superiors.
When they found the identity of this visitor, it was none other than the Guild Leader of the Gunsmith Guild of Lionheart City, Drew!
Because of Jacob's significance, his background was naturally checked by many. Although his real identity, or from where he hailed, was still a mystery. But his official record at the Start Mercenary Agency and Gunsmith Guild was now an open secret.
Everyone knew he first appeared in Rain Town and then lived in Lionheart City. But this also made him more mysterious. Because except for these two locations, Jacob appeared nowhere else in the huge Uncommon Region.
Most people believed that Jacob's appearance was actually a disguise to hide his real background. But when the records of the two organizations mention no one sounds sure anymore.
Those C-rank and above-rank people knew DNA couldn't be changed, and this is what made them dread the mysterious Silver Tyrant even more.
Since he had accepted no visitors before, the information on him was even more precious. Now that he finally accepted a visitor who happened to be someone connected with him, this would arouse much attention.
However, Jacob didn't care about it at all as he was sitting on a comfortable divan while facing him was a burly old man with a stiff expression. He was non-other than the Guild Leader of Lionheart City's Gunsmith Branch, Drew.
Alice appeared, holding a tray with an exquisite red whiskey bottle and glasses.
She gracefully put on the glasses and poured the translucent red whiskey without expression.
Drew was shocked when he was this cold yet alluring maid. He naturally knew who this person was and the reason behind her current appearance.
Nevertheless, it still shocked him when he saw how obedient Alice was behaving. She had accepted her identity as a mere slave, and no shame could be seen in her behavior. He looked at the handsome man with awe and trepidation.
When he heard Jacob was looking for him, his first thought was why he was looking for him after he didn't meet him when he visited.
But he didn't dare to reject, and he also wanted to meet Jacob for another reason as well, so he dropped everything and came here post hastily.
Alice, at this moment, placed the whiskey glass in front of Drew with no expression. Before, she took the other one and handed it to Jacob with a captivating smile.
However, Jacob merely took the glass with an unimpressive glance at Alice, which made her somewhat flustered inwardly. But she maintained her smile, and like an obedient maid stood behind Jacob's divan.
Since he didn't tell her to leave, she would remain here and observe. She was also interested in Jacob's past or what kind of person he was. It was crucial in winning Jacob's trust.
Jacob also didn't mind Alice since he had already planned for her. He smiled faintly when saw Drew's stiff expression and said, "I heard you visited before?"
Drew felt his heart rate increase slightly, but when he saw Jacob still had that arrogant yet confident smirk on his face when they first met.
He felt somewhat relieved and politely nodded. "Yes, but your excellency was busy, and I won't dare to disturb you."
Jacob took a sip of whiskey which had an intoxicating smoky and malty flavor. He didn't know where Harrison bought this, but it was at least two or three decades old. He was an adorer of good alcohol, and this whiskey was only subpart but still good enough for current human civilization.
Furthermore, he chuckled, "There's no need to be polite with an old friend. Just call me Jack. So, why do you want to visit before? I was occupied with something at that time. You can speak freely."
Drew was familiar with Jacob's tone, 'Is this really the cold-blooded Silver Tyrant everyone is talking about?' He thought with uncertainty now.
Nevertheless, since Jacob still behaved like his old self, he was more at ease and spoke, "To tell you the truth, I didn't want to disturb you, and I wasn't even sure it was you, actually. But your portraits had been spreading all over the kingdom, so I know it was you."
Jacob cocked an eyebrow. "I didn't know I become so famous within a week." He sounded surprised, but he wasn't, actually. On the contrary, he was unimpressed. 'This is the real disadvantage of medieval technology.'
'After you killed a B-rank mercenary and made a Duke's daughter slave, you're still acting in surprise?' Drew smiled wryly and didn't want to comment on this and changed the topic, "Nevertheless, it didn't take long before your information was dug out, especially within the agency and the guild.
"It's very easy once someone provides them with your registration name, and I think it was that old bastard Olaf who revealed your registration name to the information broker." A hint of anger appeared in his eyes. "I knew what he did back then when you suddenly vanished, but I don't have proof. But that bastard ran too fast the moment you appeared this time."
Alice was shocked by this revelation, and she looked at Jacob, who was calmly sipping on his whiskey as if he was listening to trivial things.
'Did someone try to scheme against him when he was keeping a low profile, or he wasn't as strong as now before?' She thought.
"I don't care about this small matter, even if they know about my identity. Do you think they can do anything to me?" Jacob asked with a wintry smile, which made Drew shudder slightly.
He knew Jacob merely stated the fact. No one would dare to mess with Jacob right now unless they have a death wish like Samuel. He was the strongest person in the entire Kingdom.
Furthermore, he sighed, "Forgive me, I just made a fool out of myself. The important matter why I was here was because I received a message from the Guild Master of Royal Humane City."
His expression turned serious as he said, "He'll be visiting you personally, and I think you should hear him out since it might be beneficial to you. But of course, if you didn't want, you could simply reject him."
Drew sighed inwardly. The Gunsmith Guild Master of the capital city was an extremely prominent figure. But now he was coming here personally to meet with Jacob, and he even required someone like him to introduce him to Jacob.
Drew knew Jacob was actually a Basic Gunsmith, and his attainment might be even higher than this and he was hiding it.
So, the visit of this eccentric guild master was not a surprise to him since he would do the same after finding out about Jacob's talent in gunsmithing. He was a freak in his eyes!
As long as Jacob announced his relation with the Gunsmith Guild, their status would sour, surpassing the Apothecary Guild!
But the person in question was the Silver Tyrant. If he rejected them, would they dare to push their luck? The answer was a huge no!
As long as there wasn't someone stronger than Jacob backing them, they couldn't force Jacob to do anything. The Alchemy Guild behind them won't care for their lives as long as no external force intervenes or if they poke a hornet nest themselves.
Jacob's eyes flashed with a subtle glint as he nodded. "I'll consider it. Now is the reason I call you here."
Drew held his breath. He was even more nervous than the time he took his basic gunsmith exam.
"I need your assistance in two matters." Jacob stated coolly, "First, I want a gunsmith workshop and a proper smithy in the basement of this mansion. Is it possible? Money is not an issue."
Drew's eyes widened slightly and fell into deep thought before he answered, "It can be arranged since you're a basic gunsmith. I can even send a message to capital, and the Guild Master will provide the most advanced equipment we currently have."
"Alright, this will work as well." Jacob agreed quickly, "As for the second thing, it's about the pool in the backyard. I want to create an iron platform. Look at this. You'll understand what I'm talking about."
Jacob 'pulled out' a paper from a pocket and tossed it toward Drew, who caught it and opened it with uncertainty.
Alice was also quite curious about what Jacob was talking about, but she remained expressionless and only observed. She was astonished when she heard he was also a basic gunsmith.
As a daughter of a duke, she knew those gunsmiths of basic level were all bunch of Old Men, and their strength was meager, but they were all respected by the Kingdom. Because of the firearms they developed and made their military power strong.
Drew saw the design and was slightly shocked, but it was a simple matter for him. He fooled the paper, put it in his pocket, and solemnly nodded, "Consider it done!"