The arrogant guy finally noticed our presence and spat in our direction. “What are you staring at, masked fuckers?”
What a lovely person. I hope the pink-haired beauty is a combat slave at least. If she has a similar contract to that of Ayame’s, he can’t abuse her sexually. While taking her out to watch him piss might count as harassment, but we are in a danger zone, and as his bodyguard, she can be ordered to protect him at all times, I could also order Ayame to accompany me for such reasons if I wanted.
Well, it’s not my job to protect the rights of slaves, so even if he rapes her I can’t do much about it. A lot of people drew the short end of the stick in this world, but that’s just life. I have enough on my plate already.
“We are Phenom candidates.” Ambition replied emotionlessly, though I could tell from her tone that she already hated the guy. Understandable, since as elves they were highly sought after on the slave market.
“You? How many Phenoms are there amongst you?”
“Two.” This time it was me who answered.
“Two for twelve people? Hmph. Your first round must’ve been easy. How lucky.” His petty scoff told me all that I needed to know. He likely lost all his team and this woman was his last Herald candidate. For a Wizard-type like him losing her would be fatal, as unlike me he seems entirely dependent on a frontliner protecting him.
“Don’t tell me, you lost four subordinates already?” It was Ayame who asked in a hostile tone.
“So what?! Lyra is my greatest asset anyhow, the rest were just shitty extras. Listen to this, you peasants! She is worth 25 gold coins! Wait, I know bumfucks like you have no clue how much that is, let me translate it to lowlife numbers. 250,000 bronze coins! Your mothers would instantly part their legs for that amount and your fathers would thank whoever left his seed inside their wife! Lyra is more expensive than the four I lost combined.”
Twenty-five for a human slave was truly an exceptional amount, but unless she was above level 20 the dude got straight-up scammed. Ayame and Blossom were worth about 15 gold when I got them, with their current levels they would likely be worth a couple more, but that’s it. Since the herald can’t be higher than the Phenom levels-wise, I doubt that she is more than level 20. This guy doesn’t strike me as someone who spent his entire life power-leveling to be beyond 20. Explore stories on
Also, is this truly it? A slave worth only 25 gold coins and he already speaks as if I was a beggar next to him? I couldn’t help but scoff inwardly. What a misguided loser. I spent more than 50 gold coins on Seraphiel alone, and another 30 or so on my other slaves combined. Although I got Ayame and Blossom for free, they were still my rightful assets, making my net worth more than 100 gold coins just based on the value of my slaves alone. If we included our gear and artifacts then it would be more than 200 due to the storage ring, and if we included Geim and the Legendary veiling artifact I would be worth easily over 10,000 gold coins, and these are very conservative figures.
Of course, I saw no reason to have a dick-measuring contest on which of us spent more on slaves, so I let it go.
Just because he is an arrogant prick doesn’t mean we have to be hostile to each other. I just want to complete the mission with all of my ladies intact and get the Phenom rank finally.
“25 Gold? That’s an amazing amount. Are you a noble?” It was Lucille who asked this time, with pretend amazement evident in her tone.
“… Was.” He hesitantly replied after a bit with a sunken expression. “I may or may not have had a more intimate relationship with my mother than socially acceptable, so my bastard of a father disinherited me. Thankfully I managed to rob the treasury before I left.”
<Ew.> Seraphiel commented in our shared link.
<That’s… disturbing…> Ayame added.
<What does that mean?> Blossom asked innocently.
<He fucked his mother.> I revealed without pulling any punches.
<Oh… Oh! Humans can do that?>
<I’m pretty sure beast-kin can do it too, but it’s certainly not recommended for any races…>
“That’s unfortunate. Anyhow, are the others here? Is the Veil Walker present? I really want to see him or her.” I asked.
He walked closer to us and reached out his hand, asking for a handshake. Only I seemed to receive this big ‘reward’ since the others were females in my team, thus handshakes were not for them. Not that I would’ve let them touch him.
“Sorry, but considering the activity you just conducted l would like to skip this part. I’m Devil, nice to meet you.” I refused the handshake and instead only verbally greeted him. Seeing this Lyra, his pink-haired slave had a brief moment where she smiled ever so slightly before returning to reality and becoming depressed once again.
“Hmm… So not only are you a coward who hides behind masks, but you are even scared of some germs… I see. The name is Soren. As for your question, the others are here already, and yes, the Veil Walker too. Let me tell you, my guy, she is the prettiest woman I’ve seen in my entire life. I would trade Lyra for just a chance at making her mine in a heartbeat. I would even suck a fat cock for it.”
<Blossom thinks he is what her mother Natalie called bottoms! Is he like Blossom then?> My adorable, ultra-submissive dog-girl had some ideas, although she was a bit confused about these things still.
<I suppose we should be happy that he settled for his mother instead of his father.> Seraphiel snickered.
<Eww. Quinlan, it seems that we bought a perverted elf back then, she seemed so timid too.> Ayame decreed.
I could only barely hold my laughter in, just like the rest of us. What kind of a closeted homosexual do you have to be to say this out loud? Even if it was the truth, why admit it so openly? Not that I have problems with gay men, after all, they are the best bros to straight people. Not only are they not competing with us for the attention of females, but they even take another dude out of the competition for us.
