Karou started his business plan, the other two elders still had control over most of the Clan members, so Karou couldn't build an income very quickly, he would need to start from the bottom.
The only ones who had the knowledge about Niobium were Karou, Falcon the supervisor and the blacksmith. Since tons had already been mined, there was no need to continue mining, so that would reduce some risks.
- What do you plan to do? Asked Falcon.
- You see, this metal alone makes weapons hard and fragile, but when mixed with iron it makes it several times more resistant and stronger, and the weapons have a natural Chakra conductivity. - Said Karou explaining the functions of the Niobium of this world.
- This is incredible, if we sell tons we will be rich. - Said Falcon.
- That's not how it works ... - Karou said.
- Why?
- Niobium is really good, but there are other metals that can replace it, and selling it all will only make it less valuable.
- So what do you want to do? - Said Falcon confused.
- Good...
Karou started to explain his plan.
He said he would mix 1/100 of Niobium with iron, that would make the weapon a lot more resistant, even though only one hundredth the mixture that would create the serious "perfect" Niobium weapon one 1/3 A part of Niobium two of iron, this is the best point, but the amount of 1/100 was already good.
So he would sell Niobium mixed with iron on a scale of 1/100 as if it were a special iron, he would create a crazy story, when you saw the effects that this special iron does, he would increase the price to three or four times the price of iron common, depending on the proportion of Niobium the higher the price.
- What will be the story you will create? Asked Falcon.
- Leave it to me...
Two days later...
- Dad! - An ordinary young man in the city entered a furnace full of strong men.
- Come on son, did you buy what I ordered? - Said one of the blacksmiths.
He was the chief blacksmith of the group "Arte do Fogo", one of the largest in the city Folha Verde. He was a middle-aged man, a widower, he had only his young son.
- Dad, I was going to buy it, but a man stopped me and sold it to me. - Said the boy handing a piece of molten ore to his father.
- What? I will be without lunch! Shouted the man.
- Wait dad ... the man said this is the ore from the feces of a Dragon Level beast, he said it has magical properties. - Said the boy with bright eyes.
- Dragon level stools ?! Are you kidding me? - The man got excited.
He looked into his son's eyes, then saw tears form, despite his tough appearance, he had a soft heart.
- Sorry my son, I know, give me that ore, I will create a wand for you. - Said the man, he knew that his fragile son had no ability to wield a sword, but a wand of the great magicians he could.
Upon hearing this, the boy's eyes started to shine again, soon he would complete the appropriate age and could test his aptitude with Chakra.
The blacksmith then took the ore and started to create a wand, for him it was a common iron ore, only its melting point was a little higher, but he didn't even notice it very much, he created a thin cylinder and put a crossbow core lower level, the wand was not so bad, it was just a little small.
The boy received the wand and smiled like a fool, he pointed the wand up and shouted.
- Wind cut!
A crash occurred, the entire blacksmith's roof had flown away, all the hot air had been replaced by a normal breeze, the smiths quickly turned their eyes towards the place where the sound of wind occurred.
- See daddy! It's magic!
The blacksmith was a very skeptical man, he only had two surprises in his life, when his wife agreed to marry him and when they told him that she died, now he was surprised again.
- Dad, I'm going to become the greatest wizard in the world! Shouted the boy with a huge smile on his face.
- Son, where did you buy this ore!
...
- We have already sold some ores, we sell for almost nothing, but your story only worked with a little boy. - Said Falcon.
- No problem, I put a concentration of 5/100 on that ore, people will go crazy when they see the effects. - Said Karou not paying much attention to the subject, his own sword had a concentration of 10/100 he knew of the capabilities of Niobium. - I need to go back to training now, grandfather, let me know when my teacher arrives. When selling, hire men from outside the clan, just buy more ore with the sales money, everything needs to be kept secret, until we have the strength to fight the entire clan.
-Of course, leave everything to me. Where are you going now? - Asked Falcon
- I'm going to the hunting ground
- Hunting ground ... okay, I believe in your strength.
Leaving patriarch Karou's office he made his way through the clan, he met with several members of the clan, none of them bowed to him, this should have been the norm when meeting the heir, but they all just gave him passage, showing their disdain.
Karou passed through the training camp and saw Katherine, her grandfather's disciple training. Khaterine had a reddish brown hair, when she looked Karou had an impression that he knew her from somewhere, but he couldn't remember.
- What are you looking at? - Said the girl.
- It's nothing, excuse me ... - Said Karou trying to leave.
- You won the patriarch's blessing, but I will not lose, you are my prey!
At this moment Karou remembered who she was, Ameyuri ringo, one of the 7 swordsmen in the mist, as she was a minor character he had forgotten, but that phrase was in his mind, she always called her opponents prey.
At this moment Karou took the girl's hands.
- Be my swordsman! Shouted Karou excitedly.
Unlike an ordinary young girl who would feel embarrassed that a man was so close Katherine just gave him a cold look of disgust, she held Karou's arms and with incredible strength she spun in the air and hurled him against a wall.
Karou was surprised to learn that she had already mastered a jutsu, even happier because this jutsu is similar to the one that Ameyuri Ringo used.
- Are you crazy kid? - She spoke angrily. - Want to fight?
Karou got up and prepared, he knew Ameyuri's personality, she would only hear him if he defeats her.
- May come!