Futanari System

Sister Christina

My mind was much clearer as the negotiations had increased in pace once again. I found myself clearing more days to keep a calm mind in the lab making potions. My contracts and gold income swelled, as did my ability to make reasonable decisions. I now sat listening to Anthoney telling me about his dealings with the Succubi.

"They are not happy with me there, Chelsea," Anthoney said, forgetting my rank and acting close to me. "They seem to think of me as only an alchemist. They don't allow my hand to help with any of the experiments or the direction other than recording the results."

"So?" I replied, holding back a sigh, "You are there as a pioneering Alchemist. You are not there to take over the experiments. You are not there to negotiate. You are not there to guide the results." I told him the truth, "You are there to make sure your record every detail of those experiments. You are there to make the potions and make sure we know EVERY DETAIL OF THOSE EXPERIMENTS!" I almost yelled at him. "You are there to observe and report. That is it. I need you to make a potion and watching the results of every experiment they do. I need that in a report that I can read and send back to the council. Do you understand this?"

"Chelsea," He began.

"No," I cut him off, "Do you understand your position here, Anthoney? You are here to observe and report. We need an educated person who knows what they are watching—observing and creating the potions for experimentation and witnessing their results. Then Recording those results with Impeccable detail—then giving a brief opinion on those results after the recording to read them and send them to the council. They will also be reading your reports. DO YOU UNDERSTAND THIS!?" I finished my tone, annoyed with him.

Anthoney looked at me, pissed off, as I told him what his job was. "That is demeaning," He said through gritted teeth after staring me down for minutes.

"How?" I asked him, my tone conversational, "You have a lot of power in this simple observe and report, you idiot." I told him harshly, "You are making a complex potion that requires skill. But, this is a free experience as I pay for the ingredients. By the way, I have already decided to put another two hundred thousand gold coins to gather the materials so the experiments can continue. But, You can make observations and reports, WITH YOUR OPINION ATTACHED! Yes, it does nothing in the short term. But the COUNCIL IS READING THESE REPORTS!" I barely contained my contempt of his intelligence out of my voice. "You have a direct line of communication to the power brokers of Silvermoon tower unfiltered to make opinions you want to them through these reports." I looked at Anthoney as he finally started to understand what I was saying, "Now, Don't barge into my office again, Anthoney. Otherwise, I will severely kick the shit out of you. Or tell Francis, the Representative of the Demons, you said you could kick his ass in the arena. Do you understand this with your 'Powerful' intellect?"

Anthoney nodded with a flushed face at the undisguised threat, "Yes, I understand."

"Good, Get out now!" I told him, pointing at the door. With his rude interruption out of the way, I sighed. On his departure, though, Christina, who was supposed to be my appointment, came in, and I sighed.

Christina watched him go down the hallway before closing the door and turning to me, "Is he the reason that our meeting was delayed?" Christina asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes," I told her honestly, "Although that was only the reason for today. I have been dealing with frustrations in the constant rat race with no information coming my way. The dealings and background information that I am currently dealing with while negotiations continue to stagnate has left me deaf, blind, and dumb. You are here to report on how I can fix that, though." I finished with a raised eyebrow.