The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 692

"Princess, what sort of business is this?" One of the girls whispered to Dana.

At first, she was startled, not used to being called Princess so reverently, and Karl made a mental note to do it more often.

"It’s a cat café. Nature Priestesses and Beast Masters seem immediately drawn to it." She whispered back.

"Like, a café with cats just running around to pet? That is great. Are they hiring, I would apply for that."

Lotus came over and hugged the girl from behind. "Yes, she will be hiring as soon as the talks are done. They have openings for ten servers and four bakery staff."

One of the boys who had come over mostly to just get a better look at the Elites turned to look at her in shock.

"They’re going to bake everything in house? Most places order in their pastries." He commented.

"They will specialize in desserts and snacks, not full meals, so the Acolyte wants to hire staff to help her do all the baking." Lotus informed him happily.

"I will go get my friends. Their parents are bakers."

Then he ran off, leaving Lotus extremely pleased with herself.

It wouldn’t take them long to get the Acolyte’s goals filled this way. But even better, it looked like she wouldn’t even have to plead to get someone to cover the funding. As a High Priestess, her earnings were for the good of the church, and she lived off a stipend.

Well, in theory. Mostly, she lived off Hawk’s meat pile and Rae’s design talents. Even the Royal Priestess robes she was wearing were made by Rae and not the church. These ones were much more comfortable, and they smelled like Rae’s silk, the same as Lotus’ favourite hammock.

Finding applicants to become servers was far too easy, and Tessa had a list of over thirty within the next five minutes, before the boy came back with his friends.

"Are we too late?" He asked Lotus after seeing the line gathered around Tessa.

"Not at all. There will be some interviews, but skilled bakers were expected to come later, so I don’t know if there are any on the list yet."

That caught the attention of one of the bankers, who had scoffed at Karl’s interest earlier.

It really looked like this business was going to get started, and he happened to know a master patissier who was out of work after her employer had shut down to sell the business to a real estate investor.

As crazy as the idea was, if they had a real master baker working with a nature cleric, there was no reason that they couldn’t succeed, and his friend might be able to take over when the Acolyte inevitably flaked out in a few months.

He sent a runner to bring her over early. The event wasn’t open to the public yet, but he sent the boy with a vendor pass to get her in. A little head start could make all the difference in the world when they were dealing with a Monarch’s whimsy and wealth.

Karl vaguely noticed when Ophelia and Rae vanished, most likely with the use of [Shadow Step]. But he was busy finalizing the deals and signing the funding documents for the shop.

The master baker was there only minutes later, as she had been intending to attend anyhow, in search of an executive chef position. She approached on her own, but still wearing the vendor badge for the financial group.

"Acolyte Neko?" She asked politely.

"Yes?"

"I am Master Baker Genevieve. I would like to apply to become the head baker in your shop. I have decades of experience making exclusively baked goods, succulents and desserts. If you have time, could we talk?"

That made Neko extremely nervous. She hadn’t been prepared for such a capable applicant, and now that there was one, she wasn’t sure that her offer would even be close to enough to keep her interested.

"Uhm, yes. This is an excellent time, as we have a pair of baker apprentices present, and more coming. I suppose that we can start with the offer. Where is it? Here we go." Neko rambled, then gathered herself once she found the right page in her folders.

Genevieve took the two-page document and carefully read through it, then went over it again.

That made them pale. They might be the youngest in the family, but they didn’t get enough favouritism to save them from their mother’s wrath if they embarrassed her culinary skills. _{freewёbnoνel.com}