Chapter 137: Slave Trade
After Roomon and Kianeth left the mayor's office, I called for Tesch to freshen up.
I have an outing scheduled later today.
'Boy, I just got a call from the slaver, Dolan.
Good. Then we will leave now.
We are going to buy Raveh, Eve's mother. No, the payment has already been made, so if I say it correctly, it is a pickup.
Originally, we were not going to accept Lahve until the renovation of the mayor's mansion was finished, but now that we have the perverted mansion, we were able to accelerate the process a little. Thank God for the pervert merchant.
At the moment, Anna's room, Kohli's room, and Rave's room have been created in the perverted mansion.
Anna's arrival is still scheduled for the future, so two of the three rooms will be filled today.
The thought of two beautiful women in my nest makes my cock harden.
I left the mayor's mansion with Tesh leading the way and got into the carriage that had been prepared for me.
Unlike the gorgeous carriages I usually ride in, this one was a normal one with few decorations.
I personally felt that the sight of the mayor visiting the slaver's house with such an imposing presence was not a good sight.
I have told him to be thorough in cleaning the pavilion.
Hmm? Oh, I understand.
Tesh, sitting diagonally in front of me, said as the carriage began to move.
Slave traders are basically to be summoned when there is a need.
I wanted to see what it's like to be in a business that deals with …… Slaves.
'I see.
The truth of the matter is this.
There are several slave trading houses in New Nellie City.
The market for slaves is far more booming in New Nellie than in Nambonan because of the plentiful supply thanks to the rush of my grandfather's war, but I have never been in the market.
When I go to the slavers' market, I stand out very much because I am a 12-year-old commoner boy when I go around the city on the prowl. There are not many reasons for a young boy to visit a slave market.
However, it would be more troublesome for him to visit as a nobleman.
When I visit as the heir apparent of the Quardenze family, I am welcomed with open arms because I am the grandson of General Gulfis, who brought a bubble to the slave market in New Nellie City, and in addition to a large amount of gifts, I am treated with a lot of entertainment.
As for me, I had always wanted to see the current state of slavery and the existence of slavers, which did not exist in my previous life in Japan, as close to the real thing as possible.
The carriage moved slowly through the city, approaching the commercial district.
It was hard to believe that the city had been at war only a few months before, and a lively scene with many people coming and going stretched out the window.
The Nambonan city council is already up and running, merchants are quickly discussing post-war measures, and a number of new measures have been passed.
The city hall agencies, which I conveniently use under the mayor's authority, seemed to be desperately trying to keep up with the dynamic and speedy movements of the council.
Anna had told me the other day in my arms that the city had recommended an increase in the number of city employees, so the number of staff would probably increase in due course.
After proceeding for a while, we seemed to have arrived at our destination, the carriage stopped.
Dolan is a slave trader specializing in sex slaves who operates out of the Galiana territory, which is ruled by Viscount Galiana, east of the Quordenze territory.
This slave trading company in Nambonan City is said to be run by Dolan's relatives, who are temporarily renting it as a camp for Rave. It is a family with a deep karma that all of their relatives are slavers.
The sign on the building of the trading house read “Gandoran Trading Company.
Since the owner of the Gan-Olas Chamber of Commerce is Dolan, the owner of the Gan-Olas Chamber of Commerce might be named Oras.
Perhaps the letter gun, which is common to both, is a pun on an ancient word meaning “Faithful” Or “Honest.”
One wonders which meaning he really meant: “I sell faithful slaves” Or “I am an honest merchant.
At the very least, we know from the responses so far that Dolan is an honest slaver.
Ah!
I told Dolan that I would be visiting him today.
In the case of the continent of Eluo, where it is not possible to specify a detailed time, it is only possible to specify morning, noon, and evening, which is a very rough schedule.
I only told him that I would be there between noon and dusk, but it seems that he had his employees standing by the back door of the pavilion all day so that they would be ready to respond immediately when I arrived.
I am a nobleman, so I must be disqualified as a merchant if I am not able to show that level of concern.
The employee was late in noticing me for a moment because of the normally armored carriage and shouted, but as soon as he noticed me, he went into the pavilion.
It seems that the Gan Olas Trading Company has a store on the front street side and a pavilion on the back street side, and the two buildings seem to be connected to each other.
The rectangular building was probably still standing from the days when Nambonan was under the rule of the imperial nobility, and the faded stonework gave the building a heavy atmosphere.
The stonework is well faded, giving the building a heavy atmosphere. It must have looked unpleasantly massive to those who were taken here as slaves. I feel an aura of “I will not let you escape.
While I was thinking about this, Dolan and a good-looking man came up to the front of the carriage.
Dolan greeted me first, and then the man standing beside him began to introduce himself.
I have been expecting you. My name is Oras, and I am the representative of the Gun-Oras Trading Company.
It seems that my prediction was right on the money.
Oras leads me into the pavilion, and we go inside to see the store side and the cage where the slaves are locked up.
It is interesting to look around while listening to the professional's commentary, somewhat like a factory tour. The slaves who are being watched are probably not amused by any of this.
The commentary by Oras was generally good and easy to understand, but I was bothered by the odd emphasis on the fact that the company is legitimately run.
He said, “…… Is why all of our slaves come from the disputed areas of the Free City Cluster or the Misty Lands, and we would never do anything so outrageous as to kidnap a Quordenze citizen.”
In other words, this is what he wanted to say.
Just the other day, a perverted merchant was executed for enslaving the people of Quordentse. It is not surprising that slavers would be nervous.
What merchants fear more than anything else is the nobility.
Aside from merchants who can escape by moving from territory to territory like peddlers, most merchants are rooted in the land.
For such locally based merchants, the nobility is an absolute presence.
Viscount Galiana once told me that the boundary between a merchant and a big merchant is the point at which the merchant's main target changes from his competitors to the lord's nobility.
The great merchants are always thinking about how to protect their assets from the power of the nobles.
They protect their remaining assets by paying large sums of money to the nobility, by monopolizing important trades and becoming irreplaceable in their territories, by exchanging them for goods that are difficult to convert into cash and thus difficult to steal, or by investing heavily in border cities where the commoners have become self-reliant after being abandoned by the nobility.
The fact that Nambonan City has become one of the most developed commercial cities on the continent is due to the efforts of each and every ordinary citizen, but that is not all. , Who have considered the diversification of risk.
For the big merchants, the city of Nambonan was like a boy's dream, chasing the possibilities of a new era of property rights.
He said, “I am glad to see that you have a good grasp of the mindset of a slave trader. Keep up the good work.
'Yes, of course, sir.
Oras breathed a sigh of relief when I showed him that I knew he was not doing anything illegal and that I was done with him.
The explanation that was followed was straightforward and without any strange appeals.
I, the merchant's dream for the city of Nambonan is still going on.
I don't know what kind of future they are envisioning, but it is a good thing, because thanks to their dream, the city of Nambonan will grow and the tax revenues of the Kuordentse family will increase.
I hear there are a lot of wars in that area.
'The supply of slaves has decreased considerably in the last few years because of the ceasefire brokered by St. Navempos. I almost envy the merchants in New Nellie City.”
The entities with some influence on the Eluo continent are the Kingdom of Levios, the Jinkaen Empire, the Mammothred Federation, St. Navempos, and, incidentally, the Rickaga Confederacy.
So, it is not the case that all the land on the continent is divided among these five entities. Rather, a good deal of land is left up in the air.
Entering that vacant territory is the conveniently named Free City Cluster. This is the general term for the aristocratic fiefdoms that do not belong to the state, like small, compact states. Some territories have only one city, so they are sometimes called city-states or independent noble families.
For example, if the Quardenze family leaves the kingdom, it is called the “Quardenze Domain of the Free City Cluster.
Therefore, the Free City Cluster is not a single power, but rather an entity that is in a jumbled mess of conflicts.
Inevitably, therefore, more and more people are taken captive and enslaved.
I didn't know that.
…… If the mayor should have any trouble dealing with the people he has acquired in the war, I would be happy to help him out.
It is in the nature of the Nambonan merchants to make sales pitches as soon as we let our guard down.
I don't think my father, who is a worrier, would send me to a battlefield where I would be directly confronted by a nobleman, but if I were to be thrown into the fray, there would be opportunities to gain prisoners of war.
If that were to happen, I might have to ask Oras for help if my father and grandfather did not support me because I did not have the personal contacts to sell them.
Well, I'll keep that in mind.
'Thank you, I will do my best.'
I'd be happy to call him for a quote, since he'll have Raveh at the Gan Oras Trading Company and he's willing to go along with my boring theatrics.
Since I have a strong connection with Dolan, I may be able to get a priority contact if Dolan brings in a good sex slave.
'So, how is Rave doing?
I will explain that to you.”
It was Dolan who opened his mouth saying so.
It was Dolan who opened his mouth and said, “Well, it is true that Dolan was mainly responsible for this transaction. It would make sense to hear from him.
When I asked Dolan to continue, he began to talk about Rave's situation without hesitation.
He was so weak that he could not even pass a meal these days.
Oh.
The other day, Dolan and I signed a sales contract for Rave.
This fact was not conveyed to Rave, and he was given false information that he was to be sold as a sex worker for the army.
Dolan and Oras are said to be pressuring me every day, telling me to eat a lot of food, put on meat, and enjoy myself by shaking my hips against the soldiers.
They are also said to be subjected to a miserable environment where they are treated with high pressure, blatant disdain, and no mercy at all.
Sexual harassment and excessive violence are prohibited by me.Why should I make Dolan and his friends feel good about themselves?
Rave is said to be so despairing about his bleak future that he spends all day in a slumber.
And when he sees a private customer coming to the Gun Olas Trading Company, he stares at him with indescribable eyes.
Doran, who is a professional slave, could tell that Rave was thinking of something convenient like that.
Rave also understands that it is better to be an individual's semen latrine than a military semen latrine.
'I see.
The finishing touches have been sufficient. It looks like we can proceed as planned.”
In contrast to Rave's broken heart, Dolan was proud of his craftsmanship.
I felt a slight pang of guilt that I had made him that depressed, even though I had directed him to do so, but I decided that it didn't matter because I would make him happy from now on.
All's well that ends well.
Rave is now in the other room over there.
Ho.”
Dolan said, pointing to a building in the yard that resembled a barn.
Then he kneels down in front of me, puts his fingers on the floor, and continues in a low voice.
'…… First, an apology. Even though it was just an act, I might have behaved rudely toward the heir apparent of the Quardenze family.
Having gone to the trouble of making preparations for Rave, it would be no fun to just take him in as usual.
So, I had thought of various scenarios and settings and handed them over to Dolan.
In the setting, I am a nice boy with a sense of justice, and Dolan and Oras are evil slavers who act like con artists.
I have instructed them to act like thugs, so some of the things they say and do to me may be vulgar and inappropriate.
I don't care. Any disrespect in this matter will be disregarded.
With a decisive and stylish decision, I scooped Rave's heart out of the depths of hell.
The bigger the negative, the stronger the momentum when it turns positive.
The thought of being able to fuck that beautiful woman makes his cock his stiffen, even though it should have been empty after he poured three shots into Kohliy in the morning.
