Reincarnated With A Summoning System-Novel

"What sort of deal? I don't want to end up in real trouble with the Light Fae, after all, I've got some in my Guild, and they're living in an Elven city. Having them face repercussions would be a major problem." Cain explains.

"I understand you came from across the valley through the dungeon. Any cloth you trade will go directly to the royal family's tailors anonymously. Just name your price."

"Give me a moment to ask my Guild what they need and I'll let you know." Cain replies.

[Did you make the Spell Silk Lickity? If so, what do you want for it?] Cain sends a message to the Guild and waits for a response.

[I did, and I've got more if you need. Find me recipes for leather, we're short on leather armor recipes but have lots of materials] Lickity sends back a few seconds later.

"I'll need all the high quality leather armor recipes I can buy." Cain responds.

"We've no shortage of those, Do you have one or two more bolts of cloth?" The manager asks.

"You misunderstand. I would like a copy of Every high quality leather recipe you have. I have seventeen more bolts of the Spell Silk to trade." Cain says seriously.

"Would you like a smithy in the heart of the mountain with that? I'm not certain our entire stock of recipes is worth that much, but I'll get you what we have." The manager says with a rueful laugh.

He leaves and comes back with a stack of books. Twelve epic and three legendary leather recipes. That should be enough to keep Lickity happy and busy for a while.

"We've got second copies of the epic books, but legendary Tailoring recipes are hard to come by even for us." The Dwarf explains.

"If a second copy of the epic recipes could be included I would call that more than fair trade price." Cain agrees. He's definitely overcharging these unfortunate Dwarves, but the extra books can go to Misha and cut back on arguments within the Guild.

"You've got a deal." He goes to get the rest of the books and Cain places all twenty bolts of cloth on the table.

"That's a magnificent sight. The royal family will thank you. Or would if they knew it was you who provided them. It's been a pleasure doing business." He says handing over the books, which Cain adds to the Guild bank with a smile before heading to the door.

"I told you he'd accept the price in uncut gems with a little persuasion." Cain says to Vala, equipping his new gear with a big smile.

"Excellent negotiating boss." Nemu giggles, checking out his backside. "These ones look just like the other ones though. But with more pockets."

She's right, they're black leather cargo pants with layered metal plates inside. They're pretty comfortable though.

They return to the Rooming House just as the rest of the party starts dragging themselves out of bed. According to Kone, it's far too comfortable to get out of bed, but she's getting hungry. She should be, it's almost noon.

"You understand we're taking turns right?" The Nemu that went with Cain says to her twin. "You're definitely not hogging the warmth every morning. Master gets out of bed way too early."

Kone and Dimnys laugh, knowing that they're usually out of bed at the same time, but not having the heart to tell the nap loving Felian.

"What is the plan for the day? Trading items, or have we finished?" Dimnys asks.

"We're done. I took care of it this morning, and even found some equipment made for Earth Mage miners that adds to construct damage, so I've gotten a nice little buff." an extra 175 percent of Construct damage to be precise, and not base damage, so the difference will be very clear the next time they enter the dungeon.

"Good, you're still here." The trade hall manager calls running through the house towards them on stumpy legs "I've just returned from the Royal Palace and they have a request for you. They'd like your Guild to mediate a meeting with the Fae Alliance that has the mountain under siege."

Cain looks around to his party members, who don't seem to have an issue with the idea. "I don't see why not. Lead the way manager."

"Oh, thank you. With an impartial third party maybe it won't devolve into violence again. I don't know what proposal they will put forth this time, but it's usually offensive enough that it turns into a brawl." The merchant explains, leading them down the mountain towards the main gates.

"Should we arrive as we are, or with a show of force to let everyone know we can enforce our opinions, should things get ugly?" Cain asks.

"The Fae Alliance brought ten Stone Trolls, The King will bring ten Frost Giant Warriors. If you can do something similar, feel free, if not, just do the best you can on short notice. You're just there to referee anyhow." The manager shrugs to show he doesn't expect them to actually do much but help calm the arguments.

Cain records the Frost Giants and Stone Trolls as he passes, both of which are Greater Golem Summons for him, before stopping short of the meeting to Summon his Eight Wrath Bringers, ordering then to stand by in a group to one side, between the guardians of both parties.

"Greetings mediator." The Fae Alliance starts before halting, flustered as she takes in their odd grouping. A human, a Dark Dwarf, a Spirit Folk child, two Wrath Demons and two Felian women.

"I must say, that's not what I expected when he said he'd found a neutral Guild to mediate." The Spirit Folk Elder says, still looking at them strangely.

"We get that a lot. We've got Elves and Vampires in our ranks too, though not present in the city." Cain smiles.

"As promised, they're not aligned with the mountain, their Guild is registered in Sunnybrook in the far east." The advisor next to the Dwarven King says in a curt tone.

"They will do. Let us begin." The Fae Alliance group says formally, taking their seats around the table.. This meeting might be many things, but it won't be boring.