As soon as I entered the underground prison, I frowned. The damp air and the foul smell. It was clear that the environment was far from ideal.
"Are they keeping an expensive elf in a place like this?"
If it were an ordinary slave, I could understand. But the elf I was planning to buy was a high-class slave worth at least several billion Nerl. If they kept her in such a poor place and she fell ill, the slave merchant would suffer a significant loss.
Moreover, according to the original story, the elf was supposed to be confined in a more luxurious room, not a place like this. A high-class product deserves high-class packaging.
"Newly arrived slaves are given some education here before being moved to appropriate rooms."
The person speaking to me was the warden managing the underground prison.
He was a tall, slender man with eyes as rotten as a winter's day. He led me deep into the prison.
"Hasn't the education been completed yet?"
Even if they called it education, it was probably nothing significant. At most, they would teach the rules to be followed here. Physical torture or abuse? The moment such things happen, the value of the product plummets. Konfarod wouldn't be foolish enough to do that.
"That female elf is quite fierce. But she's much better than when she first arrived. We planned to release her in about a week. That is before the guest arrived."
I glanced to the side. There was a male slave confined in a narrow cell. Naked, he sat there blankly, staring at me. He seemed mentally exhausted.
"Are you interested in that slave?"
"What kind of slave is he? He doesn't look expensive."
"He's a farm slave. He knocked out his master and tried to escape but was caught and sold to us."
"Is there anyone who would want him?"
The fact that he rebelled against his master alone significantly reduces his value as a slave.
"There are. Farm slaves aren't necessarily only for farming. Although their value is low, they are sometimes sold as hunting targets."
"Hunting targets?"
"Human hunting. Releasing slaves in a wide area and enjoying the hunt."
"What a trivial pastime."
I couldn't understand the thrill of hunting weak humans who couldn't even resist. It would be more beneficial to hunt a monster instead.
"Yes. Actually, human hunting has become quite trivial these days. That's probably why that slave hasn't been sold yet. If the purpose is farming, there are more suitable slaves."
"What happens if he doesn't get sold? Do you kill him?"
"We rarely dispose of them ourselves. We sell them cheaply to mages."
"Mages buy them?"
"For experiments. There are mages who are very interested in humans."
"Hmm. How much is that slave?"
"30 million Nerl. It's very cheap compared to other similar slaves. Would you like to buy him?"
A slave who rebelled. The price can't be high.
"No. I was just asking."
Most of the slaves here were male. There were female slaves too, but most of them were somewhat broken. It was hard to find a beauty.
"You bastard! I'll kill you! When I get out of here, I'll kill all of you!!"
Bang! Bang bang!
A well-built male slave shouted at us and banged on the iron bars.
"What a rude slave."
"I'm sorry. He's from a successful mercenary group, so he's hard to tame. He's a lower-level aura expert, so we can't easily handle him."
"A lower-level aura expert? It's impressive you've kept him imprisoned."
"We can handle mid-level ones without much trouble. Anything above that... is quite difficult."
There was also a female slave who caught my eye. She had brown hair. The woman with white skin lay listlessly on the floor. Naturally, she was naked, her breasts and genitals fully exposed. Even as I watched, she didn't cover herself, just stared blankly at the ceiling.
"She's quite a looker."
"She arrived two days ago."
"What did she do?"
"She worked at a grocery store but got addicted to drugs and borrowed from loan sharks. When she couldn't repay the debt, the loan sharks captured her and sold her to us."
"A drug addict..."
"Are you interested?"
If you ask whether I'm interested or not, of course, I am. She has a pretty face.
"Is she a virgin?"
"No. She prostituted herself for about a month to earn money for drugs."
"Then forget it."
I lost interest.
Unless she was an overwhelmingly beautiful woman, this level of beauty is common. There's no reason to buy a drug-addicted prostitute slave. It's just a waste of money.
"In this prison, there's an elf that the guest is purchasing."
The warden pointed to an iron wall and an iron door. Unlike other places, it wasn't an iron bar. It was managed more strictly than the other slaves.
I felt my heart race.
'An elf slave! And the elf heroine from the original story!'
Being an elf, it's certain that she has above-average beauty. But here, she also has the setting of being a heroine from a story.
'I'm really looking forward to it.'
The warden inserted a key into the iron door. But he didn't turn it immediately and looked at me.
"As I mentioned earlier, this elf is quite fierce."
"She's still a slave, isn't she?"
"She's an elf from an adventurer background. Her name is Elona Kraper. She's 20 years old and a mid-level spirit mage. The slave education hasn't been properly conducted, so there's a possibility she might resist when you take her."
"No problem. I've prepared for that. It's fortunate that you haven't educated her. It'll be more fun to educate her myself."
Resistance? No problem. I have Yuria. A mid-level spirit mage is about the level of a mid-level aura expert. She's no match for Yuria, who is top-level.
"...Understood. Ah, by the way, there's a mana suppressor active inside."
I nodded.
Mana suppressor.
As the name suggests, it's a magical tool that suppresses mana. With this, there are restrictions on using mana.
'I've also bought a few and installed them in my prison.'
The mana suppressor doesn't completely prevent the use of mana. Moreover, it doesn't work well on those above a certain level.
"Now, could you open the door? I want to see my slave quickly."
"Sorry. I tend to worry a lot... I've been talking too much."
Clank!
The key turned, and the door's lock opened. The warden pushed the iron door with all his might.
Creak.
The door opened, revealing a bright interior.
It was an empty prison cell. The walls were made of iron, and on one side, the elf I had been eagerly anticipating was chained to the wall with iron chains binding her arms and legs.
Naturally, as a slave, she was naked.
"Ohh..."
I couldn't help but let out a sigh.
Her radiant golden hair. The long ears peeking through. Her snow-white skin and emerald-green eyes.
Her figure was also flawless, without an ounce of excess fat. Her perky breasts were a C-cup, slightly larger than my hand. The tips of her breasts were a soft pink.
Her smooth abs had a lovely navel. Below that was her pubic area, covered with golden hair. Her thighs were closed, so only the golden hair was visible.
'Her arms and legs are like flawless works of art. Truly an elf. I want to grab those long ears and thrust into her right now.'
Elona Kraper.
The moment had come when one of the five heroines from the original story fell into my hands.
As we entered, she reflexively used her arms to cover her breasts and pubic area. Then, with her green eyes, she glared fiercely at me and the warden.
"What do you want now?!"
Her voice was quite pretty, but it was filled with hysteria. The stress she endured here must have been immense.
"From today, this person is your master. Greet him."
The warden spoke in a stiff tone. Elona looked at me with eyes full of hostility and murderous intent.
"This human is my master? Do you think I'll accept that? I'm not a slave!"
I felt a refreshing sensation. The Elona from the original story had a docile personality.
'She's been confined here for half a year... Well, it's not strange for her personality to change.'
And from what I know, she was originally gentle.
I slowly approached her.
"Guest. It's dangerous."
"It's fine."
I reached out and grabbed Elona's hair.
"Ugh?!"
Up close, she was even more beautiful. There was a doll-like beauty to her.
"She's a virgin, right?"
"We've managed her strictly. She's definitely a virgin."
"I don't believe it. I need to see for myself. Elona. This is your master's first command. Spread your legs."
"Don't make me laugh! Seleck!"
Mana surged from Elona's body. I released her hair and quickly stepped back.
Her mana gathered in the air and took form.
A flame owl, its entire body made of fire.
'That must be the mid-level fire spirit, Seleck.'
In this world, spirits don't have a fixed form. Even among mid-level fire spirits, one could take the form of a wolf instead of an owl. The level of a spirit depends on the power it holds, not its appearance.
The flame owl's body swayed uneasily, like a candle in the wind.
'The mana suppressor is working properly. She probably can't use her full power.'
I took out a dagger from my pocket.
"Guest! Step back!"
The warden stepped forward. He held an iron club in his hand.
"It's fine. You step back."
Crackle!
I charged the dagger with lightning. Due to the mana suppressor, it was a bit difficult, and the size was smaller than expected.
"Seleck! Burn him!"
Elona shouted. The flame owl began to flap its wings towards me. Crimson flames fell towards me.
'Acceleration.'
[Acceleration is activated. It will last for 10 minutes.]
Acceleration is not a mana-using skill, so it's not affected by the mana suppressor.
I used the footwork of the Yeongcheon style to evade all the falling flames and thrust the dagger into the flame owl's body.
There was a sensation, but it was quite faint. A normal attack wouldn't have worked on a spirit, but my dagger was charged with lightning.
'Discharge.'
The lightning spread out, and the flame owl's body exploded.
"Seleck...! Aaah!"
Elona screamed and then fainted. I hadn't done anything to her.
'The spirit took damage and was forcibly summoned back, causing her mental shock.'
The mana suppressor must have had an effect, but for a mid-level spirit mage, she's quite inexperienced.
I put the dagger back in my pocket.
"...You're amazing. Moving so quickly inside a mana suppressor..."
"Can you bring some clothes for this elf? It's a bit awkward to take her out naked."
"She has her original clothes. I'll bring them."
After confirming that the warden had left, I let out a sigh I had been holding and sat down on the floor.
Discharging the lightning had consumed nearly all of my mana. If not for the mana suppressor forcing me to expend everything, the attack wouldn't have been nearly as powerful.
"This isn't the time to just sit around."
I crawled on my knees toward Elona, who had collapsed unconscious.
'Her skin is pale, and the room is clean—seems she's been well cared for.'
I reached toward her snow-white legs.
Clank!
The chains scraped against the wall.
No issue—they were fairly long.
I spread Elona's legs apart. Beneath the untamed golden bush, her tightly closed pink slit came into view.
'Erogenous Zone Detection.'
[Elona's Erogenous Zones: Ears, Navel, Labia Minora.]
'Elves having sensitive ears is practically a given. But the navel and labia are a bit unexpected.'
I used both hands to part her delicate pink folds. The inside was just as rosy. Her clitoris was notably small. Structurally, there was little difference from a human's.
'Let's see… The hymen… is intact.'
I inserted a finger to confirm. As expected, the hymen was present.
After verifying, I immediately withdrew my finger. I then traced her completely unpigmented, immaculate anus before running my hands over the elf's body.
'Her breasts and pussy aren't much different from a human's. The ears are fascinating, though…'
Touching Elona's body made my groin ache. I was already fully erect.
"I've brought the clothes… Should I give you some space?"
The guard had returned.
"…No. I was just checking a few things."
I'll take Elona's virginity at my leisure—in my own home.
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