After half an hour of amicable eating, Althea had a preliminary impression of the three Lords.
Micheal and Matthew had their own similarities—wearing smiling masks and giving off a pleasant first impression to most people.
However, Matthew’s was a bit milder, like a mask he wore all the time—which wasn’t a surprise for a politician. On the other hand, Michael’s smile was akin to a snake, ready to strike.
The third lord, Kimmy, was a spoiled brat but without a bad heart. She simply loved beauty and was open to what she wanted. She had a lot to learn, but might still be able to do well with experience.
As they ate the fruit platter, Micheal began with his inquiries, "Do you know of custom buildings? We hope to buy the blueprint."
Althea looked at him in interest.
In fact, the only way that a custom building design could be copied had to be directly created by the Lord. For maximum effect, some necessary details had to be included.
A lord with technical knowledge would have massive advantages over lords who didn’t have it, even if they had talents who could create drawings they could base on.
It was akin to sculpting, say, a car. Someone who knew its inner workings would definitely create a much more holistic structure than, say, someone who carved the image based on another’s ideas.
However, there was a decent alternative. It was just that if the other lords lacked technical talents, they might not be able to capture some of the intricacies.
Regardless, Althea, a mere Elder, should not know these things. So, she did not say anything.
"I’m not certain. Perhaps Oslo, an aborigine Architect, may be able to shed light on some of your concerns."
Micheal looked at her deeply before nodding, "I see… thank you." Matthew was listening closely and said the same.
"So those are custom buildings…" Kimmy mumbled and turned to Raine. "We already used it for my house though…"
"Well, we can still manipulate some basic features so they become more useful."
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The dessert was served shortly after this. They were fruit platters and fruit tarts, using various vegetation, mostly local. Sugar still hadn’t been used commercially, however, so the sweetness was still limited by current conditions.
Even so, the desserts were lovely and the guests loved them very much.
They didn’t even have to pretend to be polite and not mention the main topics for a while. They genuinely forgot about their troubles as they ate. Althea could only imagine what Cooke could do if he got hold of actual sugar.
She almost drooled at the thought.
Anyway, after a short period of small talk, they did shift back to the main topic of this meetup. That was: The Deals.
After cleaning up their plates, Matthew and Micheal looked at each other and then at Althea and the other Elders. "About the items we want and the purchase limits…
"We would like to gain purchase limits that would suffice our current populations…"
"That’s not possible," Althea said, "If you’d notice, the entirety of our population is just a fraction of each of yours."
The lords nodded, knowing their request was a long shot. In the end, they (using some old Terran paper various cronies gathered separately) gave her a compilation of their requests, based on what had been offered before in their territories, as well as new products they had seen when they got here.
The discussion then continued from what the territory was willing to offer and how much they were willing to pay. The end discussion was similar to what Ansel and Micheal had discussed before, but much more detailed and comprised of wider array of products.
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