Chapter 11: Buy One
After entering the large iron gate and walking about fifty steps, turning a corner, the space suddenly opened up, the passage became much brighter, and the sound of the underground river’s water could be heard dripping.
Continuing along the underground river, after more than ten minutes, a larger underground space appeared before Emelite’s eyes.
This place was clearly artificially excavated and expanded, measuring the size of a theater, and was also the widest and deepest part of the underground river. Several magic-powered ships capable of diving could be seen on the water’s surface.
Today was precisely the day this black market opened for business, but it would not open until nightfall. Right now, it was the time for the slave traders to organize their goods.
These slave traders were clearly very familiar with Velen Copper’s middle management, but they did not recognize Emelite, the newly appointed Vice President. Seeing a beautiful young girl suddenly appear in such a place, many people were visibly stunned for a moment.
People who ran black markets were mostly very cautious. They were just stunned for a moment and said nothing much, but in the end, there were still some people who were both foul-mouthed and couldn’t keep their mouths shut. Upon seeing Emelite, their brains instantly became excited, and flippant, harassing words escaped their lips:
“Where did this pretty girl come from? She’s really gorgeous, looking even more exciting than those elf whores. How much to play for one night?”
Puff!
Before Emelite could even get angry herself, Fatty Vi had already drawn his magic pistol and blew the head off that foul-mouthed fellow in a single shot.
Only then did the other slave traders snap out of it and immediately swarm over here, with many of them even brandishing weapons, their faces contorted with hostility.
“Still dare to glare?”
Fatty Vi showed no fear at all, fully demonstrating what it meant to be a bully riding someone else’s coattails. He swept his wide-open eyes over the slave traders one by one:
“Don’t be so ungrateful! I’m saving your miserable lives! Do you even know how noble this Young Mistress’s status is? If that bastard had said a few more dirty words and provoked the Young Mistress, not a single one of you would have left here alive today!”
The slave traders never intended to avenge their companion in the first place. It was just that the foul-mouthed person had been shot on the spot, and they still had to show some anger. Otherwise, the spirit of the crew would be broken, and the ranks would be hard to lead.
Now, hearing Fatty Vi say this, the slave traders had a face-saving way to stand down, and one after another they earnestly asked about Emelite’s identity.
The slave traders weren’t actually afraid of the status of the newly appointed Vice President of Velen Copper. In selling elf slaves, they had come into contact with too many Federation nobles; who among them didn’t have some connections? The Velen Family, which could only be considered a second-rate family, didn’t pose much of a threat to the slave traders. At worst, they just wouldn’t come to this black market anymore.
But Young Mistress Melson’s status was a different story.
Never mind that it was just a slave trader’s thug who had the foul mouth to harass her and was shot on the spot—even if the Federation President’s guard encountered such a situation, the Federation Court would only judge Emelite’s actions as self-defense and at most impose a small fine as a token gesture.
Thus, no one mentioned the unlucky bastard who had been shot in the head by Fatty Vi anymore. His corpse was also quickly carried away, and the bloodstains were washed clean to avoid offending Young Mistress Melson’s eyes.
Although the black market wouldn’t officially open until nightfall, who would dare say no when Young Mistress Melson said she wanted to see the slave traders’ batch of goods right now?
About twenty elf girls, all wearing thin gauze dresses with their hands and feet bound with rope, were brought before Emelite for her to choose from.
These elf girls all looked quite pitiful, and some had even been played with until they were broken, but Emelite showed no pity whatsoever.
It wasn’t that Emelite didn’t cherish the fair and tender, but rather that she, who was well-acquainted with the game’s settings in her past life and had also read history thoroughly in this life, knew very clearly that the elf race was not good stuff at all.
In ancient times, before humans had mastered power, the Elves were the true masters of the two continents—north and south—on the west coast of the White Sea, and humans were merely the Elves’ slaves.
At that time, robust human males without exception were all toys for the Elves, and their end was almost always to be drained of their last drop and die of exhaustion. Human females fared even worse, becoming mere breeding tools to give birth to more slaves for the Elves, and after losing their fertility, they would be thrown directly to magical beasts for food.
Only after human sages developed modern magitech capable of countering ancient elven magic did humans escape their status as slaves, officially founding a nation on the North Continent of the White Sea’s west coast, establishing the Allen Federation.
Humans with power naturally retaliated fiercely against the elf race, destroying many elf villages and capturing elf girls to bring home as toys, once fighting their way to the outskirts of Shadowmist Forest.
Unfortunately, the elf Queen’s strength was too over-the-top. The Federation Army suffered crushing defeats during several forced attacks on Shadowmist Forest and had to negotiate with the Elves, establishing diplomatic relations and forming the current situation.
Now, although the Allen Federation and Shadowmist Forest have established diplomatic ties, the clandestine slave trade between the two sides has never ceased. Robust human young men and beautiful elf girls are both valuable commodities.
Some slaves were not even captured by slave-hunting parties, but were sold to the other side by their own kin for money after losing internal power struggles.
Moreover, Elves are naturally promiscuous. Just as some human males think dying of exhaustion surrounded by beautiful Elves is actually quite pleasurable, many elf females also believe becoming toys for human males is actually a form of enjoyment, making it completely unnecessary to pity them.
Emelite looked down upon ordinary elf slaves; she despised these used women.
But Emelite came to this black market, of course, with a clear goal in mind—a character who was quite important in the original game, and could even be said to be the fundamental reason why Emelite would have a conflict with the female protagonist Yulia.
The characteristics of this target were also very obvious, and Emelite spotted her among the group of slaves at a glance.
A red-haired girl who had clearly just fallen into the hands of the slave trader was still very frightened. Unlike her other kin who were already numb or simply enjoying it, she was hugging her knees and trembling all over.
The appearance of this red-haired girl was also different from that of ordinary elf girls. The biggest difference was in the ears.
Normal elf girls’ ears, besides being pointed, were also very long, at least 20 centimeters, the kind that could be pulled like reins while riding a horse at full gallop.
As for this red-haired girl’s ears, although they were also pointed, they were not long, being about the same as human ears.
Obviously, her Elven bloodline was impure; she was a half-elf, who should have been born after her promiscuous Elven mother and some human slave had their fun and accidentally got pregnant.
“It’s her.”
Emelite quickly made her decision and pointed at the red-haired girl:
“How much? Name a price.”
“No need to name a price. This kind of half-elf is far less valuable than a true elf. Their physical condition is a bit poor, and they are too easy to break. If you’ve taken a fancy to her, Young Mistress, I’ll just give her to you as a small gift for our first meeting.”
The slave trader who owned the red-haired girl was very generous, indicating she could be free, but then he hesitated for a moment before saying:
“However, this one is one we just got, and she hasn’t been carefully conditioned and trained by a professional conditioning trainer yet, so she might not be very obedient. What do you think…?”
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