God of Systems: Maker of Heroes and Villains

Keith walked out of the house along with Amelia and Clara, but they separated as they had different places to go to. The two girls went to the church while Keith headed over to the nearest bank. On the way, he slid into an alleyway and put on his skull mask before continuing his walk.

He walked inside the bank that was as small as he remembered, but to his dismay, the staff saw all the gold that he had and dismissed him immediately.

"Sorry sir, but we do no have enough money to exchange for that."

Keith let out a sigh and nodded before he took out one of his 14 briefcases filled with moros. He originally had 14 briefcases, with each one having 10,000 moros.

He had given one briefcase to Vincent along with 4 stacks, each containing 4000 moros but when Vincent used most of his money to upgrade his skills, Keith got back most of the money.

He opened the briefcase and showed it tot he staff in front of him, "Ten thousand moros. Can you exchange them? Also, tell me how much money you have in your storage room so that I can know how much I can trade."

The staff sat on his chair, shocked and bewildered as he recalled the instance when the briefcase appeared out of thin air. This made him realise that he was dealing with an awakened and immediately decided to act more respectful.

"Of course sir, we always have a stock of two thousand Chrons in our storage. Most of it is in zens and Braks, so I hope you don't mind that."

Keith nodded but he didn't really want money in zens and braks. He wanted to do high level transactions in the future and using zens didn't feel right.

"How many chrons do you have?" he asked directly and the employee gulped down his saliva as he tried to recall the numbers. Usually, no one asked such questions as no one cares about chrons. Getting loans wasn't easy in Kazak empire, especially through the banks.

The other guy in the bank raised his hand high up like a student in school, "Sir, let me tell you. We have two hundred chrons just in case someone important comes here and needs money urgently. We can give you that."

Hearing this, Keith nodded and did the calculations in his head.

'One Zen is two Moros and one Chron is fifty zen. So one Chron is a hundred Moros. Two hundred multiplied by a hundred...'

"Okay, so I can exchange them for 20,000 moros then?" Keith asked and the guy nodded, "Yes sir, but you'll also be charged a transaction fee of one zen or two moros."

Keith shrugged and emptied the contents of the briefcase onto the counter before bringing out another briefcase. Once he put 20,000 notes on the counter, he took out two extra notes and gave it to the staff, "Here, the transaction fee."

"Please give me a minute sir. I'll have to count all of this...." he said, looking at the money on the counter with an awkward expression on his face.

Keith's eyelids twitched in annoyance. Count 20,000 notes? that would take almost an hour.

He clicked his tongue and shook his head, "Tch, get the money ready and just give me fifty chrons first. I'll come back for the other 150 later. Keep in mind, if you try to scam me, I'll make sure that you'll face the consequences."

"Of course sir. We will do everything honestly. Based on the volume of all the money, I can confirm that the value is more than 50 chrons, so let me go and bring you the money sir." the second employee said and headed over to the backroom.

Keith silently watched the guy in front of him count the notes before putting them on his left, on the table. He didn't have to wait too long as the second guy brought his sixty chrons two minutes later.

With the money in his hand, Keith left the place and headed over to Alvlin's house as he took off his mask on the way.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Like the first time, there were sounds coming from the workshop, which meant that Alvlin's house was currently empty. Keith walked over and knocked on the door.

"Alvlin, open the door. I've brought you the money!"

"Coming, please wait."

And wait he did. The sound of metal hitting metal sounded for two whole minutes before the sound of footsteps got close.

Alvlin opened the door and saw Keith standing with a thin stack of golden yellow notes.

"You actually brought the money... okay, so you said that you had some ideas and other things so do you wish to talk about them right now?"

Keith nodded as he walked in, "Yeah, if you're free. I do have an idea, but I don't really have the skills to bring my ideas to life. I'll focus on learning for now while I share my ideas with you." he said and handed over the money to Alvlin, who put it inside a drawer in one of his tables.

Keith grabbed some papers from the drawer along with a fountain pen before he began to draw. He wasn't too used to fountain pens, so after multiple failed attempts at and torn papers thanks to applying too much pressure, he placed the pen aside.

Instead, he grabbed some small pieces of charcoal and used them. His drawings weren't great, but they did the job of helping him explain the image in his mind.

One by one, he drew the parts while he tried to explain the complex mechanism to Alvlin. Springs, the trigger, the magazine, the slider, and everything that he could remember about. Keith did his best to explain how a pistol worked, but since he didn't have the 100% knowledge, it was hard for him to explain everything.

Alvlin on the other hand, silently nodded as he listen to all of Keith's words and finally chuckled once he was done speaking.

"Huhuhuhu, you're thinking of something so complicated... why not just use the regular revolver and just make the storage cylinder removable instead?"

[A/N: As cool as it is to have pistols, I feel like it'll take me around one to two chapters to explain how a pistol properly works. Just in case some of you don't know how, but I feel like you wouldn't care either so in the future, if a pistol is getting introduced, then I'll keep the explanation minimal and not so detailed. Please don't hesitate to give me your opinions.]