「 Master, where are we actually going? Aren’t we supposed to visit the《Adventurer’s Creed》guild? 」Siana says, prying for any explanation.

Of course, she would be confused. We’re outside the city, past the Great Wall of Vosgant. It’s about time I tell her why we are deviating from the previous plan.

「 For a change of pace and scenery, 」I lie as naturally as I can, 「 I want to see outside the great wall, the rumored mystical greenery of the elven territory. 」

The weather is at its prime with warm sunshine and only a few clouds lingering in the sky, showcasing the beautiful light blue of the sky. A chilly breeze sweeps the land, giving me slight chills. Or is it what might unfold that’s giving me the chills I wonder?

Across the horizon, lies a very otherworldly scene. Amidst the seas of towering greens, there’s a singular tree that stood out like a sore thumb. What’s so different about this tree is how it even pierces the clouds. Its sheer humongous size overwhelms anything, yet what I feel from its presence is not fear nor awe — but calmness and peace.

「 Siana… What is that monstrous tree? 」

「 That’s coeden ddwyföl — the elven divine mother tree, master. 」Siana says, excitement flashes in her eyes,「 it is said the first elven kind was born in that tree. The elven society heavily reveres the tree and always performs all sorts of elven rituals or ceremonies. The second most place held for rituals would be…  」

That’s strange… why does she stop near the end….

「 Please continue, Siana. 」I urge her, not able to withhold my curiosity.

「 B-b-but… 」

「 Your master wants to listen to the end. Please continue, my Siana. 」

「 It would be Dįwedd Mynydd… or what the humans would call as Vosgant mountain range. The first elven man died there, praying for the elven goddess — crëwr, for all eternity until his last breath…. P-please punish me, master, I committed a great sin! Just please don’t sell me out! 」

「 Woah… calm down Siana. It’s my wish for you to tell me your elven way of life. 」

「 B-but I committed a great sin! 」

「 If that’s the case, then it is my wish and command to not punish you for what I consider as such a small and insignificant thing. 」

「 O-okay… Thank you for your graciousness, master. 」

「 Do you miss your past home? 」I ask, prompting for her reaction.

「 Why would I? My home is now with you, master. 」she says as she shows a big smile.

Which I notice to be forced…

…That’s all the answer I need.

The girl who brought me back from the edge of despair…

…is forcing herself beyond it instead.

Whether it was out of pity, resignation, or fear, I will never know unless I do this.

「 Do you wish to return? To your kin?  」

「 No! I’m happy with you, master! I don’t ever want to return. 」

At the prospect of returning, Siana shows genuine dislike.

But would I want my parents, siblings, and friends to see me being the possession of a stranger? To meet them, but know that the only thing that allows me to is the whim of a person who exchanged me for a bag of gold coins?

I just hope the beautiful weather and the sunshine bring me great luck on this endeavor filled with anxiety.

We closed by to the edge of the dense elven forest.

Goddess Maria, I’ve never prayed to you, heck I even don’t believe you exist. But if you do exist and hear the plea of this insignificant being, please keep my heart in an ambient steady beat. Amen.

「 S-siana.. 」f-fuck I can’t believe I stutter.

「 Yes, master? Why are we so close to the edge of the goed-, uhh.. I mean, elven forest? 」

「 Do you love me, S-siana? 」I ask, my words slipping on their own.

Instead of a word from her, a more chilly breeze comes. So silence is her answer.

She can’t even pretend or say empty words of how she loves me huh…

「 Then do you want to be free, Siana? 」

Beating around the bush. I hate myself for it. But I can’t bring myself to create facts.

「 I-I don’t understand… What do you mean master?! 」

「 If… if your love for me outweighs your yearn for your family then stay with me here. If you don’t love me then take the small bag of provisions and I won’t stop you from going back to your home…. To your… Gruffydd… 」

Didn’t I want to help her? Now I sound like a bitter lover.

「 H-how… How did you know him?! 」

「 I have my sources… now please decide… I’ll support whatever you choose. 」

「 B-b-but…  」Doubt. Disbelief. Worry about slipping up.

Caution. But no hesitation.

I reach for her collar.

She jolts. I’m reaching for her neck after all. She shivers, in fear perhaps.

A single thought.

『 Release! 』

Alongside the collar, something snaps inside me.

She freezes as it hits the ground.

「 I’ll take that as a yes. I can’t make things up to you, but at least this is possible. Now go. 」

My words snap her back into reality. She looks at me, bewildered.

She doesn’t say anything. Still doesn’t seem to grasp my actions.

Tears form in her eyes as she reaches for her unadorned neck.

A pale band of skin is all that remains of the choker of her free will. But for her, not even that exists.

…Please don’t go. Please don’t go. Please don’t go.

Please tell me that I was just being paranoid. Please don’t leave me alone.

Ah. F-fuck….

She left just like that.

She runs so quickly with her nimble feet.

In less than a minute, she’s already nowhere to be seen. Vanished inside the dense elven forest.

She’s gone… She’s fucking gone….

Siana.. No. Hyledd was right to leave me.

I… I should’ve never said that I love her…

I never should’ve fucked her against her unconscious will, or ruin her relationship…

Beneath her gentle and loving appearance, is pain and betrayal she’s forced to hide. And which I’ve brought to her.

The guilt threatened to swallow my soul.

With nothing else to do, I start to walk back home. The once clear sky is now filled with grey clouds with no gaps in between. It’s dark.

I fucked up badly. I’m an idiot to think I would feel love just because I bought a slave.

She’s only obedient and acts affectionately towards me not because of what I am, but because I’m her master. That’s not love.

Deep inside me, I expected to cry like a bitch if this happened. But now… I’m not crying…

Then, out of nowhere, small droplets of water fell, ushering me, drenching me. Each raindrop impacted me as if it’s reminding me of my failures. The present and the past.

No wonder my wife cheated on me. I’m the sole reason for my own unhappiness. Releasing our master-slave bond is the least I could do… It’s the right thing to do…

Life is such a cruel joke.

L̴͖̎o̵͈͊v̵̼̉ẽ̴̗ ̸̲̓i̷͖̐s̶̖͑ ̷̼͑f̵̖̀ȏ̸̟r̵̹͋ ̸̺͊ẗ̷̥́h̶̜̑ȇ̵̝ ̴̤̀w̵̘̚e̴̲̿ă̴͍k̸̙̃

 

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「 Yes, Master~! Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! 」

「 I’m cumming Siana! I love you! 」I scream on top of my lungs as I pour the third batch of fresh white seeds inside her damp pussy.

「 Haa… Haa…. Haaaa… 」Siana pants heavily. Her eyes half-closed as if they’re going to shut any second now.

Even though I’ve been the one who’s doing the moving, her white skin slightly glistens with sweat. With the intense adventuring we did today, she must be tired.

I move away from her, not wanting to burden her anymore.

I then grab a wet towel to clean up both me and Siana. As I start wiping her sweat and our love juice, Siana starts feeling guilty about it, wanting to be the one to clean me up, including cleaning herself. However, I keep insisting to be the one to do it and Siana gives up soon. But as I clean both of us, she keeps apologizing and feels ashamed about it, promising to be the one in charge after cleaning, asking whether she did anything wrong the last time.

After we are all cleaned up, I call it a day by turning off the light and tucking into bed with Siana.

「 M-master… 」Siana says softly,「 Aren’t you still raring to go? 」

「 Siana… 」I begin hesitantly, not sure what to say,「 I’m dead tired. You’re overestimating my stamina. I’m going to sleep, and you should too. 」

「 B-but last night you’ve cummed more than- 」

「 Good night, Siana. 」I say, purposefully cutting her off.

「 …Good night master… 」Siana says tiredly, giving up it seems, as she closes her eyes.

With me and Siana tucked in bed, I close my eyes and then I, too, try to go to sleep.

Minutes have passed, but I’m nowhere near falling asleep.

My eyes are closed, but my mind is still fully awake to the present.

I lied when I said I was also tired, in fact, I’ve never been as energized as any time before.

How could I, when she — my ultimate fantasy — is less than a meter away from me.

Ever since she comes, I never really want to drift away to sleep unless I really have to.

For she is the fire of my heart — my will to live.

I want to embrace her so badly, to wrap my arms around her and enjoy our warmth and skin touching one another. To bask in the heat of both lust and love for all eternity. And ironically, at the same time, to dominate her and use her in any way as I please, knowing fully she will gladly accept my wildest desires.

Even so, I must hold down my urges to the best I can, knowing that she’s tired. I should not push her to the limit.

Drifting to sleep was something I always waited for at the end of the day. To escape from this cold reality. To dream of a wonderful fantasy that could never exist in reality, as my thoughts become slow and peaceful as a beautiful carousel.

Yet that fantasy I’ve always dreamed of, something I always yearned for foolishly, somehow became a reality. It feels surreal how easy it can be; with just a signature on a piece of paper, I get what I seemingly forever wanted.

Now after finally achieving my ultimate fantasy, I’m left with little direction. That kind of feeling after achieving your dream, that feeling of emptiness. But well… There are other goals and dreams that I wish to be realized now after having her.

To spend my time with her as we grow older together, perhaps in a humble yet comfortable home near a boundless meadow surrounded by mountains, away from the hustle and business of daily life, something I also always wish for back in my horrible past life but never got to be actualized.

But now, I’m in control. I am a master and she’s my slave — a loyal and devoted slave. I just hope that she’s excited with my idea, the life of constant adventure with danger lurking around on all corners is not for the likes of me and hopefully so does she.

I always dream of a peaceful and calm life, but life circumstances always make their way to deny me what I truly wanted. I can’t wait for what lies in the futu-

「 …. *hiks* G-Gruffydd… *hiks*…..」

W-why is she crying? Is she having a nightmare?

「 ….peidiwch â…. nynd….. Gruffydd… 」She says in perhaps an incomprehensible elvish language.

What’s Grufyd? Or Nynd? Or whatever she’s saying in her nightmare… I didn’t know the language barrier was going to be such an issue. Now that I think about it… Maybe this is something that’s been bothering her for the past few days? Related to her recent weird demeanor.

This is the first time she’s experiencing a very obvious nightmare. Is there even a way to peek inside her nightmare…?

Wait… There is a way. The《Somn》spell.

One of the most ultimate spells for the Wits magicians. Not much is known about the《Somn》spell, other than its arcane ability to peek inside the targeted mind.

The problem is, I barely understand it on a surface level and that is purely thanks to Instructor Smush’s demonstration of the spell. Learning it on the go might be possible… But…

What if I failed or screwed up in the chanting process? Who knows the severe side effect of imperfect spell conjuration…

「 …Gruffydd… 」

I look closely at Siana again, droplets of tear forms in her closed eyes, flowing in no small amount, wetting the pillow. Is the nightmare that horrible? Should I just wake her up?

Maybe no…

I can’t help but feel like there’s something much more going on in here. She’s hiding something from me; I’ve always felt this way before but have been afraid of discovering it further. But this time… after knowing for certain there is something going on, related to her past most definitely, I need to know the whole truth, even if it hurts. Although I’m afraid of what will happen to the both of us after it.

I could only pray to goddess Maria that I’m just being overly pessimistic about all of this…

Collecting my will and determination, I whisper my spell chant to the sky palace, where an intense studying period awaits. And the long-awaited drowsiness comes quickly…

 

…..

 

Manaritium chalk powder mix for the foundation of magic rune ritual, check.

Vitriol decoction for magic circle substance, check.

And mana potion for extra mana just in case, check.

Now for the important part of the《Somn》spell ritual, the magic circle.

With the powder mix, I form a magic circle on the floor, encircling the bed. The magic circle is meticulously woven with all sorts of patterns and symbols embedded. The creation of it is calculated adjusting to all sorts of variables, specified from the Wits magic textbook. Some parts of the calculation are still questionable in their accuracy, mostly due to my incompetence, but the only thing I can do now is to pray that it is not too far off.

To finish it off, sprinkles around one-fourth of the vitriol decoction vial on the outer part of the circle. This helps in bonding the connection of the mind to the magic circle.

And with that the preparation for the magic circle is done, all that’s left is the chant.

「 Spirit to Body…

Body to Mind…

Bind thee mind to thy…

As our mind and spirit are woven together;

『 Somn! 』」

Drowsiness and a huge headache come in a flash, my head feels like it’s going to explode. With no resistance, I fall down, and drift to sleep….

 

…..

 

By the time I’m conscious again, what greeted me the first is bright sunlight that amplifies the headache I’m feeling. The migraine is as annoying as ever; must be the side effect of the immature usage of the《Somn》spell. I should be grateful that this is the only side effect, who knows what else could happen.

I remember the Wits Magician instructor, Cathryn Smush, once mentioned there had been a student who experienced a coma for a week just for rushing in the creation of an advanced《School of Wits Magic》spell that is above his level or ability?

Towering gigantic trees that pierce the high clouds are everywhere as far as the eyes can see. Yet even with its lush branches and leaves, it doesn’t obscure the sunlight, for the lower level is well-lit and I can even feel the slight warmth of the sun touching my skin.

In these trees lie magnificent treehouses. Made not just with wood but what seems to be artistic stones that amplify its elegant beauty. Even if it’s wood it seems to be carved with foreign motifs and patterns that I could only assume to be related to elven culture. And each of these houses or settlements is connected to one another via rigid bridges. All of them marvel at me with their extensive and amazing engineering craft.

As my eyes wander to all of my surroundings, enjoying the beauty of it all, I notice a couple sitting side by side, holding hands, smiling ever so brightly, like they’re in their own world. Feeling a bit curious, I come closer to them. And soon that curiosity vanishes as I realize who they actually are…

M-my Siana… with a devilishly handsome elven man.

「 Fy Hyledd.. 」The elven man says as he kisses Siana back…

Their long kiss is ever so gentle and full of affections. As if they…. Are… lovers of one another….

「 Fy Gruffydd…. 」Siana says, ever so gentle.

At the end of their kisses, that elven man reaches out to his pocket. A tiny wooden box is brought out. He opens it, and what’s inside is a ring…. A marriage ring… F-fu

「 Ynn gadáel í brioødi…  Fy Hyledd.. 」

「 Unn! Gruffydd! Rwy’n dy gæru di! 」

Siana takes the ring in the flash, and wears it on her ring finger…

I… I can’t believe this… Did I just… witness a m-marriage proposal….

H-hyledd? Is that…. Siana’s true name? Before she became a slave?

This is…. This is too much to bear… to discover…

Then what was my connection with Siana… No, Hyledd…

I came here to help her with the nightmares haunting her.

But is this a nightmare?

No, a happy reunion.

For her, the reality is the nightmare.

Of course…

Of course…

Of course…

I’m such a fucking idiot…

Why did I still believe in such a foolish idea? True love? That shit doesn’t exist for people like me. I should’ve learned from my lesson in the past life… And here I am believing in such a bullshit idea.

Fuck… I should’ve known…

Why would anybody love a piece of shit that is me…

Who would voice dislike for the master over their life?

I drove her in a corner and thought I made her happy.

It isn’t that nobody loves me just because I’m unlikeable.

It’s because I don’t deserve it.

Wh-what… M-my head… What’s with this headache…

The migraine is becoming bigger and bigger as if somebody is beating my head over and over again…

F-fuck.. What’s happening…

I… I.. can’t stay much longer…

F-fuck.. I’m going tooo passs ou….

 

…

 

「̸̯̗̅̄̊̄̾̕ ̸̬̹̈́̀͆̾̆͝S̸̥̣̞͂̈͘ḩ̷̻̿͌̕ḛ̶̪̟̻̌̒͂͋̉’̴̠̼̯͎̪̇̇͒͆̀ș̷̓̉̔ ̶̩̜̯͇͖̉̓̕n̶̛̆̊͜ọ̸̾͝t̴̲̰̔̇̈́ ̵͕̥̮̃̆͌ͅc̶̮̯͆ǫ̷̱̋͑͑̅̕m̵̨̼̎͘͝p̷̧̢̤͍̍̂̉͑̈̕ĺ̸̢̺̞̞̫̒ȩ̷̢̛̯̿̍͜͝t̸̡̛͙̤̆̈͠e̵̢͕̥̣̋̏͆l̷̛̠͙̣̪̆̿̈̈́͛y̵̡͖͓̯͔̏̆͐̇́͠ ̶̯̮̼̳̟̱̔t̶͚́̅̏̅̍͝r̶̢̦̪̬̬̝̒͂a̵͈̩͈̅̑į̶̛̺̹͉̫̄̄̑͘n̸̡̼͇͚͙͊̃́͝ͅe̵̙͚͒͆̇̚d̵̞̊͗,̶̻̗̂͜ ̴̛͇̃m̷̙̔̔͌̒́̄a̷̻̹̬̟̓̓ṣ̵̡̗̺̭̌̈́͠ț̵̂ĕ̵̛̝̦̘̯͔r̷̛̟̯̍̈.̶͚̻̟́ ̶̺̄̓Ṡ̶̹̜̇͂͝h̷̞̺̬̋̆͠ḛ̴̳̜̇̎̅̚̚͠ ̶̛̩̗͙̞͇̃͐̉̑ś̸̜͊̏̍͘ͅt̶̖̖̘͎̥̭̎ḯ̴̻̠̰̰̰̒̐̈́̉ĺ̷͍͎̰͇̓̅̍l̵̢͚̖̎͝ ̴̛̱͋̆̚͝r̷͈̖͉̺̟̜̋̐̿̀͠ȩ̸̧̫̲̤́͗̓͑͝ͅm̸̧̞̭̙͉̝̐̔͠ę̸̨̻͉͙̍m̵͎͓̼͉̌̆͛̔̋̊b̶̡̡̘͈̯̿͊̍̓̿ͅe̵̳̦͍͈͙͗̆̎͋͝r̷̰͉͆̎s̷͇͎̝̑̃̌̿͜ ̴̼̟̲̣̻̏̍̉h̷̬͈͍̤̺́̆͝ȩ̸̛̝̩̫̂̓̀͂͜r̷̻̪͐̈́͛ ̸̡̛̱̰̱̹̳̿̍ṕ̷̡̅̐̈́͌̚a̶̗̖͚̪͈͛̈̉̀͂ś̸̠̩̣͈͘ẗ̶̛̽́ͅ.̶͔̹̾̒̑̈͝ ̷̡͕͍͓̋̀͂̇̚͝」̷̭͂͛

̶̱̽̓̈́̇̏

̸̙̲͕̯͎̃͛̃͂̈́͝「̵͔̈́̅̏͒̋͠ ̸͖̫̪͚͙͇̂͗͐͊́͠C̶̹̩͉̟͙͑ạ̴̝̎̿͝n̶̰̩̪͔̝̽͝’̶̢̢̖̻̋̀̄́͠ţ̸̠̉̀͑̇͜͝ ̴͈̳̖̭͉̔̈͑b̴͇̰̕ͅe̸̹̋̇͘ ̸̮͎̗͇̈́̃̅ͅh̴̖́́̊̕͘̕e̵̱͈̟̻̱͈̐l̴̢̲͓̙͇̟̎͊͗̂̋p̴̡̣̊ĕ̷̮͔̫̦̍͝ḋ̷͈̰̤̐̕͝.̸̻̽̍͂̉̊̚ ̸̛͙̠̺̊̒̏̎H̸̛͓̰͙̏̋̐͒ͅë̷͍́̒’̷̡̡̧̻̭͗́̾̄̌̕ś̶̰̗̭̏̓͘͜ ̸̧͇̤̺̰́́͝n̷̝̝̮̬̰̈́ớ̷̻̪t̶̝̳͔͝ ̴̢̡̛̩͍̳̥̍́͗͒͠a̸̩̘͍̪̦͐͊̐̕͝ͅ ̶̥̯̫̎͗͂̉͛b̵̛͈̗͚̂͜į̸͖̙̳͎̭̓͂g̷̢̰̊͊̚͝ ̷͍̣̀̏͠͝t̶̹̞̠̱̩̲͗̃͝á̷̱̃r̵̗̞͎̞̤̉͗̐́͊́g̸̝͐̏̽͋̕ȩ̶̭͍̱̇̂͆̑t̶̘̠̰͖̳́̎̀͒ͅ ̸͓̤̙͓̈́̕͝ͅą̴̨̖̬̮͍̌͋͘n̶̝̙̬̙̞̐̄́y̴̜̹̜̤̍̿ͅẁ̶̛̳̰͎̮̪̇͝a̸͙͚͔̩̪̎͝͝͝y̸̳͒̀̏́̌͌.̷̭͗̎̔̓ ̴̼̬̭̒̽̃」̵̳̝͉̼͆̀͐̋̚

̵̛͚͈͆̕̕͝

̷̨͍̩̬̌͜「̷̮̞̺͔́̔͂͊̂̚ ̴̨̛̦̬̿́͐́R̷̢̨͓̄͛͛̑ę̵̼̝̳̎͊͋̈́͑ḿ̵̜̦̰̓̊̔̕ȩ̴͚̭̫̼́̄ͅm̸̗̬͚͌͜b̶͈̮͕̹̺̳̎͋̌̕e̷̼͉͇̱̠̓̏̽͆́͘ͅr̷̺̆̃̿̐͝,̴͙̬̔͂̀̅͌ ̷͙̩͎̰͐͆Y̸̡̛͓̤͔̎ǫ̴̽͐͆ủ̴̫͇̟̝̦̄͑͊ṛ̶̖̪̖́͗̆͠ͅ ̵̲͓̬͎̥̼̽̅n̴̬̎̅á̷̼̭m̷̨̪͓͂ĕ̶̯̫̫̹̭̫͌͋̌ ̶̼̝̳̤̾į̷̻̥̣̅s̸̢̞͕̘̤̓̐ ̴̨̘̗͈́̐͜͝n̵͈̥̂o̴̩͎̩͒ ̷̢͈̂̿̚ļ̷̠̫̈̀̎o̴̻̰̤͉͔̾̔͐ͅn̴͕͇̫͒ǵ̸̮͔̯̦͋͊͂͘e̶̲̽̐̌̈́ṙ̵̖̭̹ ̴̨̊̇͘H̵̨̭͇̹̍̽̋̊̍͌y̴̬͎̪̌̑ĺ̷̤͕̺̯̈́̎e̸͕͝d̵̲̖̓d̴̢̈́̈́,̴̟̠͖͓͐̿̇ ̵̢̨̹͇͇̻̒̋i̸̳̎͗́͛͘̚͜t̴̢̘̹͔͎̜͗̈́̇͒̓’̵͕̩̼̮͗̄̅̍̏͝s̷̠͙̝̳͗̇͝ ̸̮͂̑͂̽̚S̷̢̹̻̯̿̓͂̕î̵̻̺̟ą̷͓̹̘͈̔͌̾̓̌̀n̶̟͍̲̤̖͆̆͜a̸̬̭̗̯̋͜ ̷͎̥͇̉͝n̴̜̟͑̔̐ǫ̵̛͇͊̒̀̇͆w̸̧̨̫͓̲͎̎̈́.̸͍͙̐̃̓̕͝͝ ̴̗̰͗̊́̒̈́͊A̶̧̞̠͍͚̯͛̐ñ̴͕̣̣̖̼͝ḑ̵̮͉͙̰̙́͂ ̶͎͖̣͇͙̦͆̑r̴̡̧̭̱̄̔̇̕͜͝͝e̵͚͌́̍̀̕̕m̶͔͎̖̙̌̏ȇ̵͖̘̦m̵͈͙̜̼̚b̸̳͖͙̒͑͜͜͠e̶̹̹̯͗̑̀r̷̼̺̖̆̆̈́̌͒̚͜,̶̬̲̖̠̱̒́͋̚ ̶̬̱͓̌̀ͅ—̴̰̞͎͐́͆̌͘ ̴̰̞̃̿͒̆I̸̜͓̹̦̦͌̔̑’̷̨̗̭̥́̏̔̀̕m̵͉̩͖̳͎̈̉̀͋̓̕ ̵͕̀ý̵̳̣̘̾͐̚ò̴̯̫̑͝u̷̡͛͊̉͠r̵͔̙̾ ̷͉̳̱͎̭͕͑t̴̟͔͎͙̍͆̓̇͘ŗ̶͙̓͆̔͗̽̕u̶̲̍̉̑̿ë̵̜̭̫̗̻́̉͒̈́ ̷̼̟̥̓͠͠m̷͚̘̝̑͜a̴̳͐š̴̮̥͚̗͈̂t̸̲͚̀͛͘̚e̸͎̼̓͒̎̒͛͘r̴͕̼̟̔̿̀̆̊͛ ̷͉͐̊̇͆」̷̡̲͚̈̉̉̽̕͘

̴̞̰̱̌̆̑̚

…

 

「 M-master! Please wake up! Are you alright?! 」

Wh-what…?

It’s my elven sla… Siana?

「 Master! You’re awake! 」

She jumps and hugs me tight. Her head snuggles, brushing her head around my neck…

What used to be lush greens on top is now replaced with a cold ceiling. Looks like I’m back to the normal world.

Back to reality, bringing the cursed knowledge of Siana’s past.

Is sleep the answer after all?

To my problems, and hers?

Just dreaming for the rest of our lives about the world we want to be in?

I always looked down on addicts acting solely to get their next dose.

But maybe that’s the way?

We earn enough to stay alive. And sleep whenever else.

She gets the Gruffydd she loves. And I get a Siana who loves me.

No.

I’m pathetic for even thinking that. That’s not true love.

I won’t avoid the issue. I’ll face it. Her.

For her.

For our future.

(3rd POV, Narrator)

Heavy downpour sweeps the area of the sleepless night of Tokyo. The sound of the small yet countless droplets of water impact succumbs the area into silence, leaving a slightly eerie white noise of it. Puddles form around the sidewalk and asphalt road, as the whole city becomes drenched.

Surprisingly, the midnight rainstorms seem to have stopped almost all activity of the area, and it pours forever long. At least, that’s what a single woman thought of the weather living in a downtrodden part of Tokyo, inside of a small four tatami mats sized apartment room.

Just like its neighborhood, the room is shady at best. The walls are so thin and tiny cracks are almost everywhere to the point it wouldn’t shock her if it can be torn down with a single punch. Tiny growing molds are also apparent on all corners, something that disgusted her constantly and she can’t get used to, no matter how long she stayed there.

She’s left laying down in a small futon just near the window, looking to the outside world. A grim and dark alley littered with trash and pipes puffing out smokes. Drunken salarymen would sometimes pass the alley, throwing up midway, leaving a horrifying smell that just adds the hopelessness aura of its cramped space. The only upside of the place is that other than its occasional random passerby, it’s relatively deserted, giving her some needed peace.

Yet, no matter how much noise the rainstorm can get, it fails to mask the ringtone of her smartphone. The woman notices it of course, how couldn’t she went it buzzed constantly for the whole day. Exactly twenty-four times, she counted.

This time, however, the buzzes hit differently. Maybe it’s because of the constant ringing or the fact she’s not been eating food recently, where even if she eats, it’s always the cheap pre-packaged kind you can always find in seven-eleven minimarts. But nevertheless, the buzzes call for her attention constantly. A mix of annoyance and anger is directed towards the phone after so long she tries to ignore it.

Fed up with the constant annoyance, she helplessly picked up the call.

「 Oh my god!!! 」The man on the other side of the phone says furiously, forcing her to momentarily distance her ears away from her phone, 「  Finally, you’ve picked up the goddamn phone! Do you know how many times I’ve called you?! You know that you’ve been skipping your shifts unannounced for several days right?!?! There’s even a customer who booked for you yesterday! Something that rarely happens for you ugly ass whore and you screw it up by not attending to the establishment! Do you know how much I have to reimburse for not meeting the customer’s expectations?! 」

「 …Yes… 」the woman replies reluctantly, knowingly nothing good will come of saying many words to her manager.

「 Look, If you don’t want to do this anymore then that’s fine by me. You’re the least popular hostess anyway. I’m just calling you to let you know that you’re fired. Never bother the establishment anymore. Farewell.  」

「 W-wait! 」she desperately shouts.

But the call is already cutoff.

「 Damn it! 」she says to no one in particular, as she throws her phone to the bed, feeling frustrated, 「 that piece of shit manager doesn’t even bother paying the rest of my paycheck! 」

She knew inside, however, even if she has any, that shady underground establishment wouldn’t graciously give it to her, especially with her already minuscule reputation.

Back then, out of desperation, with no one to ask for help. She was left to survive by selling her body in a shady soapland. It was her last option. Not necessarily actually, of course, there are always other ways, but will it give her the same luxury she once had?

It might be dirty, but other than faking moans and having to withstand pleasing ugly clients, it was relatively effortless and it was fine for her. As long as she can continue her luxurious lifestyle, everything is fine she thought.

Lifestyle-wise, nothing has changed. She’s still able to stroll around Ginza, buying whatever luxurious fashion item that catches her eyes without even thinking about the costly price, ending the night with a dinner at a luxurious fine dining restaurant on an almost daily basis.

But that wonderful lifestyle is shortly dismissed after fresh recruits of cuter, more beautiful, and most importantly younger girls take the center scene of the establishment. No rich men would want to sleep with women past her prime age — below the age of thirty anyway.

Her future now looks very grim. It has always been grim. It’s just now that she truly felt it to the core, added with her not knowing exactly just how minuscule the remaining money in the bank. Other than it is less than a month’s rent for sure. She’s basically living on borrowed time. Now, she regretted wasting her money on many useless branded fashion items or on trending holiday trips.

Left with money problems in a shitty apartment, she is truly hopeless to live by. She begins to wonder why bother living anymore. What’s the purpose of living anyway when she has to suffer this much. Is there a way to escape from this hellish nightmare that becomes a reality?

As she contemplates life, she begins to remember someone, a person that could possibly get her out of her current shitty life — her past boyfriend. But soon immediately remove the idea. Not much is known about him anymore. After the widespread news of their debauchery, he removes all contacts with her. His last message was devastating, he simply stated that he wants to remove any connection with her since he has to focus on his business on the other side of the globe, the United States of America.

Betrayed. Thrown aside after the trouble soon catches up.

She hated herself that what comes to her mind first is that bastard. The bitterness of betrayal is still fresh in her mind to this day. How could he, when she gave him practically everything?

It is then she starts to recall someone else who might be able to help her current situation. But unlike her ex-boyfriend who leaves her on sudden notice, this person broke his ties with her with fury and a bang. It is none other than her father.

Left with him as the sole option. She starts calling him with no small amount of wishes and hopes.

「 Hello, may I know who’s calling? 」A horse sound of an old man says on the other side of the phone.

「 It’s me… dad. 」

「 Ughh…. 」The old man immediately replies, not even hiding his annoyance,「 what do you want, Karin? 」

Karin. That single word crushes her heart. It reminds her of their broken relationship. She remembers her dad used to always call her “Sweetie” or “Daughter”.

「 Y-your daughter would like to ask for money… Please..? 」She earnestly asks, hoping for a chance to mend broken ties.

「 Hmph! I don’t recall having a daughter! 」

「 Please dad, just transfer me a meager a million yen [footnote] (roughly 10k USD) to live by and I promise I won’t bother you again. 」

「 And you think that amount of money is cheap?! If you are truly my daughter then you will know that this father of yours has retired and lives a very humble life back in the Kyushu countryside. 」

「 I-I’m sorry… Please forgive me…  it would be great if you just… just spare any money you are willing to give… 」

「 Ungrateful whore! You are not my daughter! I, Tamaji Satoshi, no longer consider Tamaji Karin as his daughter and she no longer bears the Tamaji family name! 」

She starts to shake up. Goosebump is apparent on her. Even after these few years his dad still doesn’t consider her as his daughter. She thought maybe… just maybe with time, he will change his mind or at the very least starts to warm up to her again.

「 Give me a second chance dad… Please give me a second chance to redeem myself, dad. 」She earnestly begs with a whimpering noise.

「 Karin. You’re already an adult. Mature? Never was, but a full-fledged adult. I’ve warned you to be careful and be responsible by the time you’ve grown up. But you never listen. I’ve already given you many second chances when you’re younger.

「 Remember when you wanted to study abroad in Canada? 」He continues,「 I fully supported you. Remember the premium private English tutors that used to teach you and set up meetings with higher education consultation to know how to study in Canada? But then midway, you’ve changed your mind, wanting to study abroad to French — Paris specifically instead. That’s fine I thought. I will always support you. Instead of an English tutor, it changed to a French language tutor. But after a few weeks of studying french, you thought it’s too hard so you went back again wanting to study abroad in Canada and learning English. Even then when I thought you’ve finally decided to study there, after just a year of studying in Canada, you decided to go back to Japan just because living in Canada is harder than you thought. I’ve always given you second chances.

「 Now that you’re an adult, however, there are no more second chances. Especially one with others involved. You’ve brought shame to the family name Karin. I never expected you to be perfect, all I ever wanted from you is to be a decent woman…. and perhaps… a decent wife for a great man. 」

「 I know… I’m so sorry… But please just do this one more time. I will be responsible this time. 」

「 No, Karin. Farewell. I’ll be sure to change my phone number this time. 」

The call is immediately cut off once again.

Her futile attempt in mending broken ties, failed as expected. She doesn’t know what to feel anymore at this point. Defeat? Anger? Resentment? Shame?

None of these feelings matter anymore.

She lazily rises up from her bed, rummaging through her wardrobe that was once filled with exorbitant branded fashion items, now is only left with plain cheap clothing. She hopes to god, if it exists, that there is still at the very least a single branded fashion item so she can sell it online for some cash. It’s a hard thing to do at first, but hunger and the underlying threat of becoming homeless easily defeat the high value she attaches to luxurious fashion items.

It is then, when she rummages through the wardrobe’s drawer, amidst small random piles, she finds something she didn’t know she had this whole time — something she thought has been thrown away a long time ago. Her wedding ring.

Then it hits her. Even after all these years, she never thought about her past husband. It never crosses her to think about him. She wanted to hate him for leaving her alone but deep down she knows the reason for her husband’s suicide is due to her own fault — her affair.

Life wasn’t supposed to go this way, she thought.

Her mindset to life is one filled with relaxed fullness and a care-free attitude. Throughout her college and school experience, she never paid much attention to academia, for her as long as she passes and lives a fun life, going out with boys and her besties, everything is fine.

Graduating from a middle-rate college with middle-rate grades, however, changes everything. She couldn’t get decent jobs, and her rich father is close to retiring. Her luxurious and care-free lifestyle was in danger.

But thanks to her father’s connection, she’s able to continue her lifestyle by ending up marrying a very simple man on a fast-track in career trajectory in the biggest Japanese logistics company. A very respectable man with money behind him. Although he is a simple, and boring man. She honestly thinks he’s a bit cute at the very least, but what’s more important than that and the reason why she decided to marry him is how easy it is for him to accept her selfish demands.

A house of her wish in a very good neighborhood is easily bought by him, and the only thing she needs to give in return is just small gratitude and “love”.

Her husband also gives her a huge allowance for herself where she wastes it on girls-night-out and expensive luxury items she dreams of buying.

At that time she’s living the life that most people would dream of. Not the conglomerate, ultra-rich kind of course, but definitely better than most people. She can continue living a care-free life, leeching off from her husband.

But no, it’s never enough. She always wants more. Amidst her boring, yet very comfortable life, she desperately craves new excitement. She misses being the center of attention; where men flock to her like birds fighting over a delicious bread. She misses being showered with expansive gifts; where men compete with one another to spend time with her.

She began pondering whether marrying him is the biggest mistake she ever made in life.

A single high school reunion where she meets her past boyfriend who is much more attractive, charismatic than her husband was all it takes to have an affair with him. He promises her new excitements with exotic gifts, fancy vacation trips, and many more to win her over — to sleep with her.

It lasts for several months, until out of nowhere, she finds her husband… hanged.

She didn’t expect things to go down this way. At first, knowing that her husband committed suicide, a part of her is ecstatic. Her boring husband is now gone, leaving a fantastic house behind and a chance to make her relationship with her boyfriend official.

Sadly to her, her delusion was quickly diminished. The house was paid in mortgage or loans, not fully paid yet. With no money on her to repay the loan, the house becomes the bank property and she becomes homeless with no assets in her name. And from then on the downward spiral of the degradation of her life continues to this day.

And her boyfriend ran away from her. Not fulfilling his promises which she realizes now are just empty words.

Just for a small excitement, she throws away everything she ever had.

Now… The only thing she can do is wailing in deep regret. As it is the only thing she can feel that makes her alive. Cherishing the past that she used to have and cursing her past self for throwing it all away just for momentary excitement and pleasure; not knowing the extreme consequences that lie behind it.

「 That man was right… I’m… I’m just an ugly ass whore… 」Karin says out to the air, as she wears the ring again, recalling her boring, yet decent husband…

「 ….zzzzzzzz…. 」

In the wash of the new light, Siana sleeps peacefully and without sound, her serene sleeping face looks so beautiful at this moment. By the time I woke up, the sun just barely shines its light on the world’s surface.

Even after our extensive passionate love-making, with a whole new breaking record of four orgasms in a single night, seeing Siana’s adorable face contrasted with her sultrious body, still drives my lust to the highest limit.

I’ve never felt libido this strong before. Siana’s beauty is one thing, but her willingness to respond to my desires is what truly separates her from the others in my heart.

My only complaint so far with her is how she was desperate in taking a bath at the end of our sex, saying that it’s dirty, leaving foul stains on both the bed and our body, and gives off a nasty smell. I wouldn’t mind them personally. There’s some sense of gratification and accomplishment in sleeping immediately with the smell of sex lingering around.

I could reject her proposition but due to how desperate she is, in the end, I decide to just go along with her request and take turns cleaning ourselves with a bucket of water. It’s a shame that we couldn’t clean together, but it’s still fine.

Anyway, a new day has begun, For others, it’s just another typical day they need to wake up to a mundane routine. For me, however, it feels like the first time I’ve truly woken up, feeling alive and fresh.

There’s a soothing and warm feeling in waking up and finding a beautiful woman sleeping right beside you. A reminder that I finally have someone besides me. That I’m not alone anymore.

At first, Siana refuses to sleep in the same bed with me, stating that a lowly slave doesn’t have the right to sleep in such a comfy bed. But that idea is absurd even to me. So I commanded her to sleep in the same bed as me. I don’t know why she’s so reluctant about it, I can only assume it’s because of slavery culture.

Well, thankfully, commanding her to sleep beside me is the right choice. I could stare at her sleeping face all day, it gives me such an unimaginable amount of joy. Everything just feels right. Like I’m heading in the right direction for the first time since I’ve come to this world.

「 ….uhhh…. hmmm……. w-who….. ohhh….. Good morning, master~ 」Siana says, eyes half-open, seemingly in a half-sleeping state.

「 Good morning, Siana. 」

Noticing my gaze towards her, Siana raises her upper body in an attempt to wake up. She stretches her arms up to the air, the blanket falls down in exchange, revealing her beautiful tits hanging up in the air for me to see.

After a couple of seconds of her waking up and seemingly trying to comprehend her surroundings. She giggles bubbly and leans towards me, her lips touched on mine again.

「 mmmnnnn…… nnncchhuuuuu….. 」

Her soft lips and her breathy breath turns me on, even more, when I’m already at my limit since the beginning. She then releases our kisses and leans toward my right ear.

「 Hehehe… Do you want to continue last night’s rough sex, master~? 」Siana whispers with a sultrious voice.

Without much words between us, her hand makes its way towards my dick, caressing it gently, pumping it up and down slowly but sensually. Eager to please me and warming me up.

Seeing how receptive she is towards my desire, I drag her down to kneel on the floor as I sit on the bed in front of her, the same position at the beginning of last night.

Since both of us sleep naked, there was no need to delay as Siana begins to plant light kisses all over my dick. The sensation is rather small, but seeing her dutiful expression immersed in serving me makes it all worthwhile. Enjoying her small worship, I lay back slightly and continue watching her as she serves my hard cock with her mouth.

She seems to be in a deep, focused state in giving me a long and slow sensual blowjob. Focusing mostly on swirling her dexterous tongue up and down in my long shaft and planting light kisses.

All of It feels great but after some time has passed, it becomes rather boring with the way she doesn’t change her routine in making love towards my cock.

Just when I’m about to tell her to take it deeper, I realize I can just make her take my cock deeper by force and by my own hands.

So without any warning to Siana, I grab her head tightly and pull her head deeper downwards to my cock. Siana’s eyes widen a bit but she doesn’t do anything else — no resistance.

I shiver as I feel Siana take my hard cock all the way down her warm, wet, and delightfully tight throat. Her lips fully pressed down to my balls and the bottom of my shaft.

Her throat is abnormally super tight, at first I thought it might be because of how mine is quite big but I realize it’s because of her metal collar that tightly coils around her neck, creating no room for her neck to bulge.

She gags and chokes with my dick deep down on her throat. Rather than feeling horrible about it, there’s a cruel satisfaction I feel from her struggle to breathe. Her throat trembling with each cough, a pleasurable vibration.

Although moving her head up and down feels great, it’s not as intense as I want it to be, especially since there’s not much movement or force I can do with just moving her head with my hands.

Feeling rather impatient, I stand up, holding her head, and move my hips to her mouth. Treating her orifices as a mere warm cocksleeve for me to enjoy.

This feeling of immortality is just something I cannot get used to, it feels so fucking great.

I growl as I keep thrusting back and forth to her little mouth. As the sensation is greater when I move my hips and as the sensation is greater when I move my hips, forcing my cock down on her. She whimpers and tries to breathe with my cock deep on her throat, creating something of a vacuum which pleases my dick.

I look down, her tears start spilling and her eyes become blank with almost no sign of life. Even when she’s in such a messy state, she doesn’t try to escape and instead accepts my cruel treatment of her.

I grip her head tighter as I lose to the sea of pleasure, then the all too familiar sensation of an orgasm wells up inside of me.

「 Yes! Yes! I’m cumming down on your tight little throat you fucking slave! Take it all Siana! Swallow to the last drop! 」I cry out.

I thrust myself as deep as possible inside Siana’s throat, her lips pressing to my balls. Then the orgasm comes as shivers wrack my body with wave after wave of pleasure courses through me each time I shoot cum deep inside the throat of my cum-dumpster.

After I’m sure that I’ve released every single drop of my cum, I immediately pull out. Siana coughs out some of my white seed that spills to her chest and thighs. What a shame.

「 Khogh, khogh…. Has… Has this lowly slave pleased you master? 」

Why is Siana asking a rather confusing question?

「 Of course you did a great job, Siana. I love you so much and you belong to me. 」

「 Hyl… I mean… S-Siana did great? 」She asks, in a low tone, seemingly not sure about herself, 「 I’m… I’m glad, master~  I-I… 」

「 What is it, Siana? 」I ask back, desperately wanting to know what’s bothering her.

「 I’m a clutzy, idiot, dumb elven slave girl master… So please teach this stupid slave how to serve and please you better. And please… please… please… don’t abandon or sell me out master… 」

「 What are you talking about? That’s a foolish question. I will never leave you, Siana. You’re mine and mine only. 」

I don’t know how she could ever think that I will leave her or even worse, sell her out. But one thing for sure, she doesn’t know what her place inside my heart is. I need to reassure her somehow, one way or another.

I plant my knees on the floor then wrap my arms around her – hugging her — trying to ease her anxiety. I know exactly how it feels when you’re anxious about others’ love after all. It’s just the worst.

We stay in this position for a while, enjoying each other’s warmth and comfort. With the added benefits of feeling her large breast pressed on my chest.

「 Umm… Can this lowly slave clean herself in the bathroom, master? 」Siana says, in the middle of our soothing silence.

「 Of course. You can go ahead. 」

I reluctantly release her, stopping our warm embrace. Siana then immediately goes off to the bathroom where there’s a lot of unused water left.

It’s a shame she didn’t clean up the semen that spills over to her body with her tongue and suck the leftover semen inside my dick.

And from the looks of it, Siana still holds some doubts in her heart, with the way she doesn’t hug me back. But that’s fine, I own her, we have all the time in the world.

Knowing Siana usually stays in the bathroom for surprisingly quite a long time, I decided to clean myself up with a simple damp towel. It’s a quick thing to do so I rest back in the bed, waiting for Siana.

Ahhh, I’m spent…. I feel so relaxed now. Everything feels right. I wish I could spend the rest of my days just like this.

Is this… love…? I never felt this relaxed before when I was in my previous life, I have to always constantly work hard, to meet her expectations. This time when there are no expectations, I can finally live my life. What bliss.

I wonder what I should do then? I remember Galeal saying that Siana has supportive and healing magic that differs from the standard schools of magic system. Her magic capability is just a plus side of her anyway — insignificant. All I ever want is for her to stick by my side forever and ever.

「 Master~ I’ve finished cleaning myself… Is there anything you want me to do? I’m yours to command. 」Siana says as she walks to me, fully dressed in the new clothes I just bought yesterday.

Oh well with her by my side, I will need to get my shit together. At first, I thought I was doomed to repeat the same mistake in this second chance of mine. But maybe… Just maybe I can get things right this time. For the first time, I can finally achieve true love, with her by my side. But that doesn’t mean I can be relaxed just yet.

I need to start focusing on the future. For the both of us.

「 My Siana… I’m thinking of going on some adventurer’s quest today. Will you be able to accompany me? 」

「 Business with you is pure pleasure, young gentleman. And please don’t worry about my small help. Perhaps, one day I’ll need help, and you’ll be there for me. 」

Galeal says as he sends us off from his mansion gate. A warm friendly smile creeps up at his feature as he sends a farewell and the gate closes, where we go our own separate ways.

Now I’m left alone with my recently bought slave, Siana.

「 Siana, we will be together from now on, so feel free to ask me anything. 」I say, trying to break the cold silence.

「 Yes, master~ And thank you for purchasing me. Siana will do her best to be useful to master. 」Siana says

A slight shiver runs down my spine. Being called master feels strangely good.

「 Umm… Where shall we go, master? 」Siana says, seemingly prompting for my response.

「 I notice how you seem to not have any possessions. So how about we buy you some clothes and other daily necessities, first? 」

「 I do not need excess possession and can live with just the bare minimum. But if you wish for it, then I won’t reject, master. 」

Having the agreement from Siana’s side, we immediately head to a semi-fancy clothing store I’ve found midway on my trip to Galeal’s mansion this noon. A young lady greets us as we come inside. After letting her know that I’m buying clothes for Siana, she immediately gives a small tour around the store while introducing quite a variety of clothes.

I was able to secure and select some cute daily clothes and adventuring attire. Then, she guides me to another room which contains… very, very sexy clothing. Lingeries, thongs, micro-bikinis, and even a freaking skimpy maid outfit. They sure got everything.

Looks like the store attendant already knows the type of person I am and who Siana truly is. Not sure whether I should be glad about this or be heavily concerned, but nevertheless, I fully appreciate and accept her marvelous understanding.

Siana is also with us in this adult room and surprisingly she doesn’t show any reserve or embarrassment with the sexual and skimpy clothes they have available. Instead, she attentively looks at them, although with a slight blush on her part.

Throughout the shopping experience, the store attendant only speaks to me and only bothers interacting with Siana to measure her body. I can only assume she noticed the slave collar Siana’s wearing and therefore didn’t deem it appropriate to recognize her.  But I’m not sure whether she’s ignoring Siana out of respect for me as I’m her master or simply because she’s a slave — a property.

I should’ve known more about this world’s perspective about slavery other than its acceptance and being commonly practiced without any moral stigma. It would’ve made it easier for me to handle social situations with Siana.

At the end of it, I secured some necessary cute daily clothes and lingeries Siana surprisingly takes interest in. All of it bore my wallet quite heavily, leaving me with a meager of two silver coins. But it’s a small price to pay to dress up my cute slave as I fancy.

As we make our way back to the inn and ultimately my room, where there’s a likelihood of closing the deal with sex at the end of the day. I can’t help but feel like I did something wrong… As if what I’m doing right now is unreal due to how it was unnaturally easy to have such a wonderful woman like her be my companion.

I sit down at the edge of the bed, the sun already giving out its honeyed light as it sets while Siana is tidying and handling the clothes we just brought to the drawer. I’ve become awkward about what to do next… Fuck, should I take the lead? Is she fine with being pushed around? Do we do it now? Or does she need more time?

「 Master, I’ve finished taking care of newly bought clothes. Thank you for buying such lovely items…. Is there anything you want me to do? 」

「 Uhh… Yeah, no problem, and… thanks, Siana. 」I say, not sure what to say.

Okay, this is awkward.

「 Master, if it’s not too presumptuous for this lowly slave — you’re too stiff. Please relax and calm down your nerves. 」Siana says, breaking the silence.

「 Yeah… I guess you’re right… 」I say, my voice lowers, and my eyes track away from her.

She’s pretty spot on when I think about it. In both my current and past life I’m always working or studying hard, desperate in achieving my goal, the so-called “success”.

Silence slowly instilled again. Okay, this is awkward again, I need to say something… As I ponder on what to say, Siana comes in front of me, with such cutesy steps.

Then, she kneels on the floor in front of me, hands folded on top of her charming thighs, looking upwards. Her lowered position coupled with my lowered head forces me to meet with her kind and charming gaze. Her beautiful emerald eyes looking at me with a gentle smile. All of it soothes me and makes me lose tension.

So adorable…

It’s the same smile that led me to buy her without hesitation.

「 Anyway, Siana… If it’s okay to ask you… I wonder… How’s your life in the elven society? 」I say trying to break the awkwardness.

Without a word, Siana somehow grabs my right hand with both of her hands, holding it and planting light kisses all over it like it’s the most precious thing in the whole wide world.

Shortly after, Siana moves my hand towards the top of her head. Instinctively, I begin lightly stroking her hair, feeling the silky and smooth strains; Giving her headpats.

While doing so, she closes her eyes with a relaxed smile, humming around and shaking her body to left and right lightly and in a cutely manner — dancing — as if she’s in ecstasy and greatly enjoying my small act of intimacy.

Feeling curious on my end, I deviate from the top of her head, moving my hand downwards just a bit until it reaches her pointy long ear, feeling its smooth lobe.

At first, she grows confused with my action, but after feeling my hand on her ear she smiles again and continues her routine from before.

「 …ppfftt… hahahaha 」

The absurdity and randomness of all this make me lose my composure and release a burst of small laughter.

「 Hehehe… you finally smiled and laughed for the first time since I’ve met you, master. You need to smile more, master. It would be such a waste of that handsome face of yours to not smile~ 」She says as she smiles beautifully.

While I’m processing what she just said, Siana slowly raises her body. Her knees still on the floor as she raises her face closer to me. Inching closer as the world becomes blank when her lips finally touch mine

「nnnhmm…… nnnchu……… aaahhhn……haaaa…… 」

Her kisses become more daring as I feel her soft tongue enter my mouth. I suck her mouth intensely, with Siana remaining active and sucking back.

「 …cchu …nnnmmm… M-master~! ♡」

As we kiss, my hands slip under her dress and make their way to her huge breast. Gently caressing her tits, feeling their doughy feel and smooth surface, I gradually begin kneading them.

I’ve never felt such extreme joy and lust, unlike that bitch in my previous life.

After what feels like forever indulging in a very long kiss, I reluctantly release Siana, wanting to check out her condition. Her cute blush with the scene of our saliva thread hanging from both our tongues arouses me to no end.

This reminds me…

「 I forgot to ask both Galeal or you, but by any chance are you… a… a virgin…? 」

「 Yes, I’m a virgin, master ♡ ~ *giggles* But worry not master~ they’ve thoroughly educated me about the subtle art of the flesh. How my silky green hair, my big full breasts, my sexes… even my mouth and my other opening, all of my parts are only to fulfill the needs and desires of the person who purchased me. So, please — my master — let me guide you, and please be gentle with me. 」

Her seductive voice, filled with such affection, arouses me and is transmitted towards my dick. I want her.

Just when I think about removing my bulging pants, Siana seems to think the same as she moves her hands to undress me. I help her by standing up a bit until my dick is able to rise to its full glory.

With the sun still not fully setting down, my penis is completely revealed for her to see. She’s staring so hard at it too.

「 Please let this lowly elven slave delight you with her pretty little mouth, master~ 」

She sticks out her tongue and starts licking my dick.

Just the smoothness and warmth of her tongue alone sends jolts up my spine. Siana doesn’t show any reserve and licks down my shaft up and down fully, without leaving any place untouched.

She breathes heavily, panting on my dick. Then after she goes back to the tip, she starts sucking the head before going deeper and deeper, covering my shaft with her mouth.

「 Aaahh, Siana, it feels so good. 」

「 M-master…. nnnnmmmm 」

Her soft warm mouth slowly but surely gives me a sense of release.

The best thing about her blowjob is not feeling her tongue touching or her sweet moans so close to my dick, but rather her enthusiasm and devotion in servicing me with her entire being.

「 ….nnnmmmmm…. 」she moans, her mouth filled, then she lets out with a pop,「 Do you like this lowly elven slave sitting below you on her knees, serving your towering cock, master~? ♡ 」

I unconsciously grab Siana’s head, feeling her smooth hair again.

Siana continues serving my dick with her mouth. Once in a while, she tries to go down fully, albeit only taking half of my shaft. Amidst her mouth filled with the head of my dick, she gazes upward, offering her submission towards me.

Led by the simulation of her blowjob and feeling impatient, I push my dick down her tight throat. Her hands are on my thighs now but she doesn’t resist even the slightest.

Right. She’s my slave. I can do whatever the hell I want with her.

I stand up, focusing on shoving my cock deeper into her throat, fucking her face. Her back shakes slightly as she chokes, my whole dick down on her tight throat.

Ooh, this feeling of dominating a woman and immortality as I treat Siana’s gorgeous face as a mere warm cocksleeve. I feel way more pleasure doing this than gently making love.

Submerging my full-length cock down her throat is the best.

I could never ask that bitch to do something this violent.

「 Aaahh! Siana!! 」

「 khogh, khogh, khogh 」

Siana’s coughing violently. She’s in such a mess with her drool and tears all over her face.

Fuck, I was too caught up with the moment. W-what have I done…?

What’s worse is that it all felt so good treating her as a toilet and I could cum down her throat at any second.

I let go of her off my dick. She falls slightly as she tries to maintain her balance and gasp for air.

「 A-are you okay Siana? 」

Shit… It’s all over now. She must’ve hated me now…

「 Khogh… Oh, how I wish for you to be gentle with me, but… khogh, khogh, such roughness is also fine master~ 」She replies with a hoarse voice but still manages to display a smile full of affection.

I was so sure she’s going to start to hate me due to how violent I was a moment ago… but she… doesn’t?

Is she okay with all of this? Is she willing to accept my violent and dominant urges?

「 D-do you want to release your cum down my thirsty throat, master? I’m fine with whatever you want to do, master~ I dare offer no resistance. 」

I can’t hold back anymore. I really want to make her mine, and her tight throat is so good. But there’s another place I haven’t tried yet to finalize and make her mine.

「 H-huh? What are you doing, Master? 」

I princess-carry her and throw her on the bed.

I’m atop of her now, looking down at my lovely slave.

She grows confused and seems to become not sure what to do. But nevertheless, she keeps looking at my eyes, as if she’s ready to accept whatever I’m about to do to her — submitting to me.

Her massive tits spill freely above her chest, creating a beautiful shape as she lays down on the cushions, even more so with the same dress she wears back at the slave merchant.

Being impatient and wanting to see her reaction, I grab her dress and tear it down to half with brute force.

「 Aaahh~! 」She yelps in surprise.

Her smooth, slim, yet curvy body can now be seen to the fullest. The warm light that touches her skin adds a beautiful charm to it.

She stares back with the same puppy eyes of hers again, showing no resistance even when I’m treating her pretty roughly with the way I tore her dress and eating her out like a savage beast.

「 Is this… Has the time come at last? For you to take my maidenhood… my precious virginity from me? 」

「 Yes, 」I say with a serious tone,「 be mine, Siana. 」

I spread her thighs lightly and she complies, opening up the beautifully shaped and hairless pussy that betwixt them. Her pussy seems to already be soaking wet and sparkling.

I place the head of my dick just outside the entrance of her pussy.

「 I’m going in, Siana. Be mine and mine only Siana. 」

「 Y-yes master. Conquer my body, ravish me to your heart’s content. 」

I push my dick down on her entrance. She was not lying as it is much tighter, much better than that bitch. I could feel something breaking as I continue slipping my dick halfway to her pussy.

「 AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! It hurts!! 」

「 Are you okay…? Do you want to stop? 」

I stop midway, her expression filled with pain and discomfort.

「 No!! Keep going, master! Don’t stop! 」

「 B-but you’re in pain… 」

「 Y-yes… i-it hurts master, but please keep going! 」

Even amidst her pained expression, she’s still able to smile so wonderfully. Her hand caressing my cheek as she looks at me lovingly.

She’s… She’s accepting me.

Her approval tears down the last of my reasons, I continue submerging and planting my penis deeper into her wet narrow pussy. My dick reaches to the entrance of her womb.

「 Yes~! Keep going! Take me master~ Take me! Engrave me this pain into me so I never forget that I’ve become yours! — AAAAHHHH!! — That I’m just your little bed-slave you can do with what you will… at your ~every~ passing whim! ♡ 」

I pound into her pussy harder and harder, showing no reserve in using my strength and the weight of my body to the fullest. Solely focusing on enjoying the sensation of her warm hole.

「 Yes~! Yes~! Yes~! Fuck me harder master! — Ahhhhhnnn!! — Completely convert me as your slave! ♡ 」

She makes a sweet, soft little whimpering and yelping sound as I continue to pound into her. Her sweet whimpers and moans stimulate my lust each time they escape from her lungs.

The sound of me smacking and pounding to her, mixed with our moans, gasps, yelps fills the air. Coupled with the heavy scent of our passionate and rough sex.

「 Take it, slave! Take it all! 」

「 Yes, master! Ahhhhnnn! Reduce me to be your lust toy, Master! One who you can treat as your own little plaything! 」

I make sure to keep moving, enjoying the sensation of her vagina as it presses hard on my dick.

「 Yes master! Rape me to the fullest! Have no care for me, Master! — Ahhhnnn! – Make me forget everything! All of my past! My childhood! My everything! 」

I comply with her request, as I keep thrusting my dick towards her womb hard. As I move my hips, I move my idle hand towards her dangling breast.

Squeezing them, feeling their supple texture roughly without care, leaving beautiful red marks on her white skin.

「Haa……Ahh, nmmm! Haaa! 」

She seems to be pleased with the way I’m treating her roughly, maintaining that same wonderful smile of hers. Thank god, she’s a masochist.

I keep thrusting and thrusting. Then, I feel that I’m close to ejaculating. My mind starts becoming blank with the ultimate sensation of pleasure. Left with a single thought of conquering her womb with my seeds.

「 I’m cumming! I’m cumming! I’m cumming! 」

「 Yes master! Cum to your heart’s content. ~RUIN~ me! Claim me as your fuck-slave! ♡ 」

Her dirty talk and sweet whimpers filled with her beg of claiming her are all it took to break the dam within me as I release all of my lust and seeds with my dick kissing her womb.

「 AHHH~!! I love you, Siana! 」

「 AAAAAHHHHH~! 」

I enjoy the feeling of release as I pour a lifetime worth of seed inside of her. She squeals in pleasure and then she’s left panting and gasping as I continue to discharge the last vestige of my white spunk.

「 Hhhaaaa!!! I can feel your seed inside my womb, my master~ ♡ 」

After ejaculating all of my lust and seeds to the fullest into her womb, I collapse on top of her. Pressing my worn-out and sweaty body on top of her. She seems to not mind my body weight with the way she giggles.

「 Siana… I love you… 」

I relax and enjoy the afterglow of releasing. This is the hardest I’ve ever cummed in both of my entire lives.

Siana, my one and one only… I love you so much.

「 I love you so… so much Siana. Please stay by my side forever and ever. 」

「 Yes master…. I’m your Siana, your elven slave. 」

The sun glares through the window, forcing me to wake up from my strange slumber — one with a dream. I rarely dream these days. The last time I dreamt was a horrible nightmare. But alas, this time I somehow vividly dreamed something different. Something… Erotic.

The weight of a girl’s warm body as she pressed on my lower body. The warmth I felt in embracing her. The pressure on my member as it coiled around the warm, moist flesh of hers, making me feel ecstatic like never before. My hand holding the glinting black metal collar that tightly coiled around her neck, its chain dropping down over the mesmerizing beautiful valley on her chest.

A symbol of her being mine and mine only.

She moved with such passion and roughness that added to my lust as I kept staring at her jiggling boobs. Her delight and affection were clear as she repeatedly moaned master over and over again, expressing her inner passionate lust over me.

And then, as I almost reached my peak, she leaned down very close to my left ear, her breast tightly pressed against my chest. Her hands gently slipped under my back as she wrapped up and hugged me tightly.

Her gentle whispers – “Please mark my womb as yours, Master~” – was all it took for a huge dam to break out, releasing all of my lust as I poured my seeds into her womb of a lifetime.

Shortly afterward, I then woke up, to this present right now. All of It feels so surreal. Even with all of the small details I felt, I can’t exactly recall what her face looks like.

Wait a minute. If I dreamed about something erotic, does that mean…

I look down towards my underwear and thankfully didn’t find any spots being wet with any sticky stuff. Thank fucking god. The last thing I want would be to find out I actually wet my pants.

Not wanting to reminisce and deeply question my dream, I quickly wash my face and brush my teeth to freshen myself up, then, after preparing my stuff, I immediately go to the pub’s second floor, with its more refined furnishing compared to the first floor.

I sit down in one of the many provided chairs and a plain girl wearing a simple waitress uniform classic of a typical tavern comes to me.

「 Greetings, sir. What would you like to have a late breakfast with? The menu for today is either oat with exotic fruits or freshly baked spiced fish with white bread.  」The girl says.

「 I would like to have the first one. 」

Shortly afterward the plain girl comes to me with a tray in hand. She placed the meal on the table then goes down the stairs, presumably attending to other customers. The second floor is surprisingly quite empty, unlike the floor down below, whose rowdiness I heard all the way up the second floor, even though it’s still early noon. As I eat, I can’t help but fidget with my food as I keep pondering about the main event of the day.

I’m going to buy a slave.

It’s not set in stone, since of course, I want to get the perfect companion. One who’s absolutely devoted to me and who will love for who I am. A desire I’ve always had since the very beginning of my existence in this world. Heck, it was the reason why I wanted to become wealthy and powerful since girls always flock to men with those characteristics. But why bother doing so when I can just buy one?

For buying love to be such an easy thing. On the other hand, I’d rather not buy a slave at all before buying the wrong one.

A sense of guilt lingers within me, however, for what I’m about to do is considered immoral back on earth. Though it’s overshadowed by my twisted desire and sense of excitement as I’m about to buy a slave, one who’s loyal and dedicated to their master, fully aware I won’t receive any repercussions for it.

As I finish my meal, I also finish musing over useless things. My decision was set long ago. All I can hope now is to find the perfect slave for my amount of money. Thirty gold coins is more than enough to buy a decent plot of land in the Alderhide fief after all.

I remember the way to his place and it’s not that far. With the walking pace I’m in right now, I should arrive there in less than twenty minutes. As I walk to Galeal’s mansion, I quietly enjoyed the distinct feel of Karvent. The busy main road is crowded with multiple mining cargos passing by almost constantly. Soldiers marching by can also be seen throughout the place. All of it gives a vibrant of strength and might feeling in this city, compared to the prosperity and sophistication of Hasten.

After diverging off the main road and walking to a seemingly quieter place, I’ve finally arrived in front of the unique gold and red mansion of his. A gate with what seems to be a guard post is in front of it. I walk to the guard post and notice a slave maid stationed on the post. She seems to have also noticed my presence as I approach.

「 I would like to meet with Galeal O’dinn. 」I say to her

「 Goshujin-sama has told me about you beforehand. Please follow me, Okyaku-sama. 」The slave maid replies.

Well, that’s quite shocking. Did he actually expect me to come this soon?

His slave maid guides me to a spacious guest room with nothing except a few sofas and coffee tables. I take a seat. The slave maid goes away to where we came from, presumably to call Galeal.

My unattended state was short-lived as another slave maid, this time a Canids girl with its beautiful golden furs on her ears and tails carries in a tray filled with tea. She places it down on the coffee table and pours it before offering me the tea. This time, a rather normal green tea… I kinda miss that spicy red tea but this is fine.

Not wanting to reject her offer, I raise the cup, moving to drink it but I notice midway the tea inside forms small waves as it slowly spills — my hand is shaking. I’m… I’m nervous huh. It’s quite odd when I think about it. Calmness was at all times high when I tied and knotted the hanging rope, hammering my fate of a rather… painful suicide. But now when doing something much less gruesome, I’m completely shaking.

「 Greetings, my esteemed young gentlemen Alderhide-sama. 」

Galeal comes to me, his attire the same as last time, greeting me with a light bow.

「 Greetings. Thank you for spending your time with me in the midst of your busy schedule. 」I reply.

「 I should be the one to thank you for spending your precious time with this humble merchant, young gentlemen. And please… sleeping around with my beautiful slaves doesn’t count as being busy. Would you be interested to join me for a nice warm bath? 」

「 Eh… 」I say, about to reject, but it would be impolite for me to do so.「 Sure I guess… 」I say, reluctantly.

「 Well then, please follow me, young gentlemen. 」He says as he leads the way to his private bathhouse inside the mansion.

Galeal and I walk into the bathhouse, everything stays the same as the last time I’ve come. The floor and wall plates are beautifully crafted marbles, and the colorful plants surrounding the bathhouse compliments its charm and luxurious feel. As we step into the warm water, his slave maid serves us wine to accompany our bath.

Too much luxury for my taste but rather than complaining, I focus on relaxing myself with the warmth of the water.

When we change and take off our clothes, my old habits back on earth kicks in as I come into the bathhouse with a very small towel to cover my body. Galeal, noticing my habit, is completely shocked and immediately tells me to wrap my bottom body with a towel that goes down to the knees. He even adds that I should submerge myself with the towel on. I guess the bathing culture in this world is different as well.

「 Ahhh… I love taking a bath. Do you feel the same way young gentlemen? 」Galeal says, much more relaxed.

「 Yes, of course, thank you for letting me experience this. 」

During my stay in this world, I’ve almost always taken a bath in a tub, common for nobilities, but never in a tub this wide and spacious. It truly reminds me of Japanese public bathhouses. I used to take showers exclusively there since when I was still living under my father, we didn’t have the luxury of owning a private shower.

「 Is it okay to assume this young gentleman is looking to purchase a fine instrument of pleasure? 」A smile forms on Galeal’s face as he says that. He must be teasing me.

「 W-was it that obvious? 」I ask back, slightly surprised.

「 To be a successful merchant, especially one in this field, requires the ability to know what my guests want even before they know it themselves. 」

「 Okay… I’ll bite then. What do I want Galeal? 」I ask him, intrigued with his current confident demeanor.

A pause takes form between us. Galeal starts stroking his beardless chin, seemingly pondering quite heavily on my question. I take my time by sipping some of the provided wine. And began to stray away, thinking whether I should stockpile my own supplies of the unique red tea.

「 Hmm… A devoted and loving one for sure…  」Galeal says out of nowhere.

I abruptly stop whatever I’m doing. Another smile forms in his features — a jocular one. He must’ve known from my surprised reaction that he’s spot on.

「 An obedient girl who will do whatever you want. Her sole reason for existing is to serve you,  」he continues,「 And that’s something within my power I can easily provide – for a price of course. 」

「 Name your price. 」I ask immediately.

Love is such a priceless thing, although I sincerely hope it’s within the range of what my treasury could afford.

「 Woah, Woah… Slow down Alderhide-sama. I know the youth and the inexperienced ones are very eager and brimming with energy, but you need to calm down. There’s no need to rush. Although I can recommend some immediately, do you perhaps have any particular preference in mind? Maybe you’re still interested in Canids? 」

「 Not really, perhaps a slave girl with magic capability or potential. 」I answer.

Having a loving companion who could also fight by my side would be nice. It feels somewhat lonely to only be accompanied by my shadow minions in a fight.

「 Perfect. Tayla, please bring the merchandise to this esteemed young gentleman. 」Galeal says to his slave maid accompanying us.

「 As you command, goshujin-sama. 」

She then goes out of the place, and not shortly afterward the place somehow becomes more heated as several pretty girls stepped in and lined up in front of the tub me and Galeal are in. The girls all are only wearing simple sleeveless tight white dresses that cling to the curves of their bodies. Another noticeable item would be the black metal collar all of them are wearing.

It feels a bit weird for them to be more dressed than us as we are basically naked with only a towel submerged hiding our private parts in this pool of water, but seeing how Galeal is the same always, I should just get along with the situation.

All in all, there are eight of them lined up with a variety of appearances. Interestingly, from a glance, three of them are the so-called canids race with either white or black furs. One of them is rather petite and dangerously short, like a very young teenager… Oh god, why is she on display? Please no… I’m not interested in those types of girls.

I also notice a dragonkin with pitch-black horns that could’ve been mistaken as Rengda, but the small, sleek, pointy black tail branching into two near the end show otherwise. The Wyrm kind. Accompanied with black hair, she looks dazzling and dominant. But her looks of disdain towards me completely changed my mind about her.

There are also some human slaves, all of them look beautiful with each of them having colorful hair and the body and face type that would’ve made them an idol or model back on earth. But none of them dare to make eye contact with me, instead, they always look to the ground, as if they are trying to hide.

Then, I found a girl who caught my attention the most.

She has green waist-length hair, with equally green eyes, and the most eye-catching of all is her long pointy ear. An elf. She has a delicate thin build but with quite the large chest that fuels my lust. Feeling my gaze, she looks back curiously without nervousness and doubt, unlike the others.

「 The elf strikes your fancy, young gentlemen? Siana is quite the dazzling beauty of an elf. She possesses supportive and healing magic similar to the 《School of Aegis》and 《School of Miracle & Blessing》. You should know the elf magic system is completely different than ours but I believe she should be on par with intermediate mastery or perhaps even advanced level mastery. 」Galeal says, noticing my gaze focusing on her.

I want her.

「 How much? 」I say.

「 The young gentlemen are very decisive huh? To be abrupt, she cost quite the fortune. Fifty gold coins, but since you are a good acquaintance of Reinhardt-sama, I’m willing to lower the price to thirty gold coins. 」

Even with the lowered price, it still cost almost all of my treasury… I don’t want to owe him anything but it looks like I have to take his favor this time.

「 Are you sure you are fine with lowering her price? 」I ask, wanting to confirm.

「 Oh please, young gentlemen. It’s my pleasure to help you. Besides, I sense greatness within you, young gentlemen. This is the least a humble merchant could do to rub some greatness. 」

Damn. Should I bite and use his favors?

I look back to her and within her eyes, there’s a sense of belonging and pleading.

I must have her.

「 Deal. 」

Galeal then gives a hearty laugh and with the slave maid’s signal, the slaves start to leave the bathhouse.

「 Let’s carry on to another room to finish our deal and wait for Siana to get prepared. 」

With swift drying and Galeal’s guide, we arrived in a surprisingly different guest room, this time with what seems to be a magic circle on the floor in the middle.

「 Just to confirm, this is your first time purchasing a fine instrument of pleasure yes?  」Galeal says, breaking the silence.

I nod in confirmation.

「 Alright, let me give you a quick lecture about this world of pleasure. There will be a magical ritual to establish the master-slave contract. The slave will wear a special collar engraved with manaritium that connects the slave to its master. The main feature of the collar is to cause discomfort and even pain to the wearer, the slave when disobeying its master. Another feature is for the master to vaguely know the location of his slave, binding it to its master. 」

Sounds a bit brutal but this is another world’s customs after all. They have different values here. As long as I treat her right, everything should be fine.

「 Should the master die, the collar will kill the slave, 」he continues, 「 or should the slave forcefully try to remove the collar. Only the master can remove the collar successfully. Lastly, since slaves are considered as property to their masters, they can’t register independently to any kind of formal institutions and can’t travel unaccompanied. 」

As soon as he finished talking, his slave maid enters, bringing Siana to the center of the magic circle. This time she’s dressed in a charming light green dress with white boots.

「 Okyaku-sama, please enter the magic circle, facing Siana. There’s a small empty circle in the middle of the magic circle where Okyaku-sama will drop his blood to initiate the ownership ritual. 」The slave maid says.

The slave maid then brings me a small knife. I’m guessing I’m supposed to draw blood with it huh.

I enter the magic circle and prick my index finger quite deeply. Damn, it hurts. Drops of blood spills and land in the clear circle. The magic circle starts glowing and as more drops of blood land on it, the more it glows. Then at its peak, it radiates its light upwards, creating a mesmerizing effect and the magic rune in the collar Siana is wearing starts to glow as well.

In the midst of all this, Siana smiles. There’s something with the way she smiles. A genuine smile, the kind of smile that makes me truly feel happy to be alive and just that little bit more human. Filling my cold heart with that radiant smile of hers.

I’ve made the right choice.

I suddenly feel the location of Siana’s presence which is of course in front of me at the back of my head as if there’s a mental GPS in my mind.

「 Congratulations, young gentleman. The contract is complete, Siana is now officially the slave of the great Renald Alderhide. This is the Zempten banknote, please fill out the form to initiate a wealth transfer of thirty gold coins to my treasury. 」

Hearing Galeal words, I stop blankly staring at her and focus on the document he gives. I carefully read the banknote to make sure everything is clear and there are no hidden meanings, then I fill out the form and give it to Galeal.

「 Thank you and take this young gentleman. This is a document proving your ownership to Siana, as the one and only master of Siana. If by chance you lost it, feel free to contact me to create a new one, for a fee. 」

He hands me the document that feels and has the same magic rune art decoration similar to my magic certificates.

「 Oh, forgive me young gentlemen, but I forgot to tell you one more thing. Although interracial breeding has never happened before, the collar bears the effect of infertility. The wearer won’t be able to procreate. 」Galeal says with a shamelessly wide grin.

Damn this guy really knows what most men really want. I never thought about procreation, even with my wife in my past life.

Now I officially own a slave huh… I can’t help but feel that I’ve done something wrong, but not out of immorality…. But something else… Isn’t this what I want? But then again, it’s probably because I’m doing something very new.

I look back at my Siana and she is charming as always as she smiles with the black metal collar that symbolizes my ownership of her.

「 Are you sure you want to stay over in an inn instead of my mansion? 」Elras asked, uncharacteristically concerned. Just a few weeks ago he wouldn’t have cared where I slept on our adventuring quest.

「 I feel bad for bothering you Elras, and besides, you’ll be busy in the frontline. 」

「 It doesn’t bother me the slightest, but fine… I recommend the Diamond Bed Inn, it’s the best Inn in the city. Show your nobility insignia and tell them you’ve come to visit the Reinhardt family. They will provide you the best room they can offer. 」

「 Thanks, I appreciate it. 」

Elras drops me off in front of the Diamond Bed Inn. That’s… Very nice of him. He even bothers to get off the carriage and gives me a proper handshake.

「 I wish you good fortune and health in the frontline Elras. 」

「 Thank you Renald. I also wish you will find whatever you’re looking for here. 」

Then off he goes, back to his carriage again. He waves his hand, trying to give a proper farewell. Which kind of shocked me since it doesn’t fit his strong character to flimsy wave his hand. But of course, it would be rude of me to not wave him back, so I did. I did not expect that gesture to come from him, but it was a welcome change.

The Inn in front of me is surprisingly unlike any other. It seems rather new with a polished white stone instead of the usual black stone bricks common throughout the Veinard commoners’ architecture. Elras really wants to bore my wallet empty huh… I told him from time to time I’m not one of those spoiled nobles who needs a silk bed to sleep on. But I guess he didn’t pay any heed to it.

I go inside and immediately I see a man behind a counter.

「 Who are ye? Looking to rent a room for the night? 」The man behind the counter says.

「 Yes, for about two weeks, 」I show him my Alderhide nobility Insignia, 「 Elras Reinhardt sends his regards. 」

「 I-I… Forgive me, Sir. I didn’t knew ye a nobleman. 」He says panicky, slightly bowing his head, hands grouped together, fear clearly plastered in his face.

To be fair, I’m not wearing lavious attire like what most nobles would wear. But my spotless, bright blue and white adventure clothes should’ve at the very least signals the amount of wealth I have in possession.

「 No harm was done, 」I say, trying to calm him down,「 How much will it cost? 」

「 For the best room fit for a nobleman, it will cost ye a single gold coin for your whole stay. 」

I’m pretty sure that’s quite pricey for a room, but I guess that’s a reasonable price for a noble’s accommodation. I rarely touch the money in my bank account so I should have quite a lot in store from the quest rewards and monthly allowance. Around thirty gold coins, I suppose. That’s not including the one I have in my pockets too.

「 Fair enough. 」I pass him the coin.

「 Please follow me, sir. 」He says, after receiving my payment.

We climb up the stairs and after a while, we stop at a rather luxurious door decorated with golden ornament.

「 Here is the key to your room and another key for the small vault provided. We provide breakfast in the house on the pub’s second floor starting tomorrow morning. Please enjoy your stay in the Diamond Bed Inn. 」

He bows deeply then goes back to the counter presumably after giving me everything I needed. Not wanting to stay outside much longer, I immediately go inside.

And as expected it’s worth all of my coin, especially with the soft carpet installed on every nook of the floor. There’s even a gigantic window that gives a spectacular view of the sunset in the tall Vosgant mountain range far out.

Apparently I “deserve” this much wealth and comfort just because I was born a noble when before in my previous life, I would be extremely frugal. Being born in the right family truly gives you an advantage unlike any other. I’ve known this beforehand but experiencing just how easy the privileged wealthy to live an easy life really questions all of my hard work and effort in my previous life.

How back then living with a bowl of rice for a day is normal to me…

How my routine is only filled with studying and working with barely any time left for leisure…

How happy I was just to be able to eat gyudon…

Yes, thanks to my hard work I was able to escape the poverty line and live a decent life. But in the end, it’s all for naught when a rich fucker steals my wife.

F-fuck… I wonder how’s my father is doing? He did so much for me. He works day and night to feed me and provide schooling. I know back when I was a kid we rarely talked and developed a proper father-son relationship but he sacrificed a lot for my future…

And I ruin it all by committing suicide… I hope he’s doing alright. Not wanting to bother me, he insisted on retiring in a retirement home. I place him in one of the best retirement homes, but a bit of guilt lingers within me when I place him there.

Whatever, I’m tired… But it’s too early to rest…

Let’s head to the mystical sky palace, there’s naught to do here.

I lay down in the ridiculously large king-sized bed.

Closing my eyes, I whisper my spell chant.

Drowsiness comes to me as I fall asleep.

 

……

 

I open my eyes, and as always I’m sitting on the throne in this vast palace. It truly is humongous. Even after claiming this place as my somewhat second home, I still can’t fathom its scale.

It just magnifies the desolateness and emptiness of this place… Everything looks perfect and pleasing to the eyes, but it’s soulless — no warmth to brighten up this place. Me being the single sentient resident in this place doesn’t help either.

What’s the use of such a large palace when I’m the only one living in this place?

God, I really wish my shadow minions at the very least can speak or create a conversation. It’s always just one-sided conversation with me giving commands and them responding.

What’s the use of wealth and power when your heart is forever empty — brimmed with unease to the fullest?

That reminds me… What is love anyway?

How come I’ve always craved something I can’t even define or pinpoint?

Ahh… I don’t know…

Damn it, after that event I always fall into a self-pitying state. I need something to do to occupy myself.

I should head to the library. There was that spell that I needed to learn for my next magic class.

I go to the library, it always has been my go-to place to immerse myself in books and studying. Moving through the corridor on my way to the library, the mysterious purple room shows up. Emitting its arcane magical aura as always.

This purple room is still the biggest mystery this palace could offer. And I’m at a dead-end for as long as I can remember.

I should go inside again, the learning can be put on hold. Perhaps, I’m missing a rather important clue.

I come inside and everything looks exactly the same. Hooded angel statues on every single corner, the gigantic magic circle that compasses almost all the room space, and the altar.

These angel statues lead me to the conclusion of it becoming related to a religion of some sort. Their sheer size of almost twice as tall as I even in their kneeling position lead me to believe in their importance. But was my assumption wrong? I haven’t gone into depth regarding the possible connection with the goddess Maria, but it seems there’s no connection with any ancient religion, even if it exists. And this is coming from the History professor, Krig Meyer. One of the most prominent figures in the historical academia field.

The engraved magic circle with its core is a white ten-sided decegram star that doesn’t provide many clues either. Only that no magic circle ever uses a star as its core – a completely new take in creating a magic circle. So that means this magic circle could be anything and nobody has a clue…

From what I’ve learned so far about the construction of magic circles in the academy, magic circles are mostly used to activate a spell that a normal being wouldn’t be able to activate from within his body alone. So they would need a source of mana, either from an item or from the air itself… This is basically impossible since the air has very little mana lingering.

But as expected this magic circle didn’t have any slots or parts where you would insert or place a manaritium or any other items that contain highly concentrated mana.

This leads me to assume the magic circle draws mana from this very room or palace itself. I can feel the plentiful mana surging in the palace and even more so in this room. Something I’ve never felt in the normal world.

But what kind of spell would this magic circle activate?

Now that I think about it, there’s also the altar here…

Servire et adorare dominum

The chanting spell cast embedded in the altar.

『  Servire et adorare dominum 』

Calling the chant doesn’t activate anything… So there’s definitely something missing as always. Now that I think about it… It’s an altar, some sort of a place for an offering. But this altar doesn’t have any single magic runes embedded on it…. That’s why I assume it’s nothing significant…

Maybe that’s what I’m missing? I need an offering – an item to activate the spell? But what would it be?

I should try to place different sorts of things on the altar, maybe that will lead to something. Finally, there’s a lead or a direction I could pursue. Can’t believe I missed this altar to focus on the magic circle and hooded angels statues instead. Oh well, it can’t be helped. And this is why research is best done in a team since multiple perspectives actually help unwind and bring something new to the table

There’s nothing I could gain from this room anymore. I should call this room a day and head back to studying the《School of Wits》spell. I leave the room.

『 M̶̛̯̬ȧ̷̰̥̊s̷̬̜̀͠ṫ̵̘͉̔e̵̤̎r̴̗̻̈… 』

God, It’s that ghostly yet sultry voice again. This is the second time I think, and what’s more, I’m not even inside the room.

Where does it come from? Who is this master she is calling to? Is she calling for me? But why would she? It doesn’t sound like it’s aimed at me.

Master huh…

It would be nice to have someone to call me like that with such affection. Her pleasant voice feels like a soothing breeze amidst this hollow emptiness. It almost sounded like she actually cherished the person she is calling to. Did my wife ever call my name with such tenderness and affection? Heck, when was the last time she calls my name? Didn’t even bother to call me Danna-sama or anata…

…Why does being called “master” sound so nice?

It feels like I’m in control like everything will go in my way.

That I will get the yearnings I so desire…

Maybe… Just maybe… What if I buy a slave?

It reminds me of that slave girl, with her absolute and unwavering devotion towards her master…

That man, Galeal O’dinn. Didn’t he offer a slave beforehand?

We detoured, stopping by in Galeal O’dinn place of stay in Karvent city. Elras seems to be intrigued by this person.

Luxurious gold and red are the main color theme in this marble mansion of his.

Amidst our way through his mansion in the hallway, we come across what seems to be a humongous steamy bathing area separated by a wall of glass, reminding me of the public bath back in Japan. But this is way more luxurious with its shiny white marble and vibrantly colorful potted plants in it.

Humble merchant my ass. His wealth is equal to that of lower to middle-ranking noble houses. And this mansion is one of his many more throughout the kingdom.

What stands out, however, is the several beautiful girls throughout the bathing area, most relaxing in the steamy tub, others taking a shower. All of them are not showing any reserve in showcasing their tantalizing curves and polished skin. Some even become more daring, giving us a better angle on their sultrious body. I could tell, however, their movements and angles are directed more for Galeal himself than for us, his guests.

The man of pleasure indeed, what a fitting title.

All sorts and varieties of beautiful girls are here, with no similarity between any of them. The only thing that ties them together is a thin black metal collar on them — a slave collar.

A girl, however, becomes the center of my attention with what seems to be cat-like or fox-like ears and tails that add a very animalistic charm towards her. I would’ve enjoyed it more if it weren’t for her eyes and alluring body being directed towards Galeal.

「 Alderhide-sama was it? 」Galeal asks curiously.

「 Yes? 」I say back.

「 You find them pleasing in the eyes? 」Wry amusement found itself onto Galeal’s face in the form of a smile.

「 I admit they are quite beautiful, 」and I admit that I’m becoming a bit envious of this man to have such willing devoted love,「 I’ve never seen that kind of girl before. What race is she? 」I say as I point towards the cat-like girl.

「 Ahh… I see you are interested in more exotic slaves — the Canids. They come from a place far away in the east — the Oraint. Their furry tails and ears are soft and amidst their gentle and caring attitude lies great sexual heat. A suitable instrument of pleasure for a young gentleman like you. We can discuss the arrangements later on. 」

Did… Did he just come to the conclusion of me wanting to buy a Canids slave?

We arrive in his so-called “meeting room” which to me surprisingly seems like a mini library with a collection of tall bookshelves. Surrounded with pleasure but doesn’t forget that what makes a man is the knowledge and the intellectual capability we are capable of harboring.

In the middle of the room is a long rectangular table with chairs occupying each side. Galeal sat on one of the shorter ends of the table with me and Elras sitting adjacent to both his sides.

One of the maids… a slave maid from the apparent collar in her neck, steps forward, bearing a tray of refreshments, a bottle of wine, and a few glasses. She goes around the table, laying down a glass for everyone in the table, and pours wine onto it.

「 Please enjoy yourself with an exotic wine from a mountainous wine cellar deep in the countryside of the Lungkin kingdom — Nanxi 1497. 」Galeal says proudly.

Seeing Elras taking a sip, I take a sip as well, and immediately it gives a soothing chill as it passes through my throat. After it settles down in my stomach, an aftertaste of the hot, fiery taste, a classic of the alcohol, warms my body and interestingly calms me down.

「 Thank you for the wonderful wine. It’s been a while since I last drank a delicate wine. Never thought you’re a wine connoisseur. 」Elras says.

「 Of course, offering premium wine is the least I could do to rub some greatness on this humble merchant. 」Galeal says lavishly.

「 No need for flattery, 」Elras replies easily,「 let’s get down to business. 」

「 I see Elras-sama is eager to get down to business. That makes things much easier, 」Galeal then proceeds to clear his throat,「 I would like to discuss the procurement of elven slaves surrounding your territory. 」

Is that the reason why he called for Elras? I know I’m not going to be needed in this business meeting but Elras heavily insists on it. If it weren’t for my nobility status, Galeal would definitely not want me in this conversation.

「 Demand for elven sex slaves is on the rise? 」Elras asks.

「 Indeed. 」Galeal quietly adds, 「 the Canids and the Dragonkin slaves are a rare breed. The Canids come from a place across the Cordelia ocean, their price increases for every meter the ship has to sail. The Dragonkin slaves have become quite controversial with the Lungkin newest kingdom policy in the trade with their kind. Making all of them reserved just for the finest gentlemen… 」

「 And your point is? 」Elras interjects.

「 …Revered for their lasting beauty that stands through time, and their close proximity to us, the elves become very sought after. Their cheaper price compared to other exotic choices adds to the drool of most gentlemen. 」

「 I understand now, 」Elras answers, a seed of doubt seems to grow inside him,「 but why are you telling me this? My father is clearly the better option for your business endeavor. 」

「 Forgive my language Elras-sama, 」Galeal says nervously but stilled with confidence,「 the great Kaint Reinhardt, the Spearhead of the Veinard Kingdom, is growing older day by day. It’s only a matter of when his eternal rest will come and for you to continue his legacy. 」

「 You’re correct, but there’s the undeniable fact I’m still a young man and not fit to rule my fief just yet. 」Elras adds.

「 Your experience and your position in the Ishkar Common Regiment. The regiment which handles most of the elven skirmishes mind you… warrants me to take notice of you, 」Galeal remarks,「 besides, the elves are not going anywhere. We can take it slow. The demand for elven slaves will always be on the rise. 」

「 Very well then, 」Elras slightly chuckles,「 I’m sure you didn’t invite me without a single thing in mind. So tell me, what’s your proposal? 」

「 The Reinhardt fief, especially the Karvent city, is always under constant threat of the elven ambush. Why of course, for the elves, we are the uncivilized creatures standing in their proud holy land. But enough is enough. I think it’s about time we stop hiding behind our walls and strike back. 」

「 Watch your words Galeal, 」Elras says seriously,「 what you just said is not an easy task and for all I know could possibly involve the whole kingdom — the royalty. 」

「 Correct me if I’m wrong Elras-sama, but small skirmishes near the territory of a widely-known foreign enemy don’t require permission from the royalty, 」Galeal remarks.

「 Fine… Go ahead and continue, 」Elras says.

「  If the need arises, I know numerous people that could help us in arranging the logistics and others. And I’m also willing to fund your military efforts in striking back against the elves. I will recoup my losses or even profit more with the number of elven slaves the war will produce. 」

「 Interesting… Renald, 」Elras turns to me,「 do you have any thoughts on this? 」

「 Hmm… 」I find myself pondering heavily on his idea, and notice a rather small detail,「 It’s a great idea. One with seemingly meticulous planning. However, all of you forgot one rather small detail that affects everything. The common people. 」

The once heated room becomes silenced with my somehow bold revelation. All are now looking at me with expectations within their eyes, waiting for me to continue my statement.

「 Who’s charging deep into the elven territory? 」I continue,「 the one that will die, fighting against the elves? It’s the common people. Yes, logistics and other factors are important and should be considered, but the one who’s doing most of the hard work in them. What you’ve told me so far doesn’t put the common people into the equation. First, you must research the people’s opinions about an offensive operation toward the elves. Yes, I’m sure they hate the elves but are they willing to sacrifice their lives and resources in this endeavor? 」

「 I know deep down there’s an element missing in this idea, but thankfully my smart friend seems to be able to spot it. 」Elras says, smiling inwardly.

「 That is… 」Galeal says, trying to find words to say,「 quite an interesting perspective in looking at the matter. I shall take a look at it and report back my findings. 」

「 Suits me just fine, 」Elras says with a small chuckle, 「 It’s about time we are on our way anyway. The sun soon enough will set. 」

Elras rises up, seemingly eager to go back. I follow his lead.

「 Excuse me, Alderhide-sama, 」Galeal somehow calls me,「 do you mind if we talk some more? 」

Before I could answer, Elras immediately says:「 I see you in the carriage Renald. 」A small laughter makes it way through Elras.

He then goes out of the room with one of Galeal’s slave maids escorting him. Doesn’t even give me the chance to answer any of them….

「 Why not…? 」I say, surrendering to their whims.

「 Thank you for your time. Just a brief moment of your time is sufficient. 」

We sit down again in our respective chairs. Galeal seems quite eager.

「 So what is it that you want to talk of? 」

「 My… Aren’t we going to discuss your first purchase of the exotic Canids slave? 」

「 Woah… Wh-What?! I’m… I’m not… 」I want to say not interested but that’s completely lying…「 I don’t have the luxury to even think of getting a slave… 」

「 Hahahaha! 」A big laugh comes from him, was it that funny to the point of him banging the table?

「 Sorry for being unsightly, 」he says after calming down, 「 I just wasn’t expecting the wise young gentlemen to be so nervous about buying a slave. If you are not in the mood then we don’t need to go further. 」

A rather small awkwardness lingers in the air between us. I don’t really know how to continue this conversation. What does he want from me anyway?

「 I sense greatness within the depths of you, young gentlemen, 」he adds profoundly, 「  I firmly believe this is not going to be our last meeting. Come to me if you are still interested in getting a beautiful companion of pleasure. I’m willing to introduce you to this new world of pleasure. 」

Greatness within the depths of me? Was he that surprised by my insight on his plan? A man of his caliber should honestly be able to spot this issue… Perhaps he truly doesn’t know the mind of the common people? I mean, there’s a staggering amount of nobles who wouldn’t come to understand fully the very people he is ruling over, deciding to rather ignore them and have a surface level of understanding.

Or maybe it’s just lip service. Elras did introduce me as a man with a level of standing similar to him, which is clearly not true.

「 It was nice getting to know you. Now go, Alderhide-sama. You don’t want to keep Elras-sama waiting. 」

Agreed. The last time I was late to meet Elras, he would become very irritated towards me and give me quite the hell on our adventuring quest.

As I go out of the room with one of his slave maids escorting me, he bows quite deeply. A big smile makes its way to his feature after he stands still.