Chapter 99: Before the Election
Eve's mother's name is Rave.
She had been brought here by the slaver Dolan, and she was simply beautiful.Her beauty was so beautiful that she could captivate not only men but even women.
I was worried about the extent to which her body had been damaged by the gang rape of the royal expeditionary force, but perhaps the Gandoran Chamber of Commerce has connections with healers, and there seemed to be no visible wounds left.
The glimpse of white skin peeking out from her robe-like clothing showed a sense of freshness, and without prior information, I would have made a mistaken her for Eve's older sister.
What made me feel strongly that she was Eve's mother was her frighteningly well-developed face and green eyes that reminded me of a deep forest.
If you look at her hair Her, you will see that it is not Eve's dark honey or amber color, but a pale blonde hair that seems to melt away in the sunlight Perhaps Eve's hair color Her was similar to her father's her.
Considering Eve's remarkably developed breasts, I expected to see a Holstein with Cynthia's level of explosive tits, but surprisingly, they are within the range of common sense. No, it is strange to compare them with Cynthia's, but Rave's breasts are big enough to be considered big enough.
The letter itemized information about their appearance, but seeing is believing, and I understand that this is something that you have to see in person to get a full sense of how good they are.
My heart leaps at the thought that these will soon be mine, and a smile naturally appears on my face.
Rave smiled at me as I gazed at it fondly.
Unlike Eve, Rave has been educated as a slave at the Gandoran Chamber of Commerce.Her attitude toward her customers is also very different from Eve's.
Looking at her smile, which gives a somewhat distorted impression, and the black handcuffs and anklets attached to her hands and feet, I am undeniably aware of the misfortune that has befallen her.
This is not Rahve's first experience of being taken to a client and sold as slave merchandise. She has been taken from place to place.
So far, Rave has been taken to places where men who would be repulsive to a woman have been waiting for her. , “I'll discuss it with my fellow perverts and we'll make a joint purchase, so just wait a little longer.
Of course, it is no coincidence that this happens every time.
It's all a play.
I asked Dolan to do it, but Rave had no way of knowing what was going on behind the scenes.
The letter from Dolan said that he had prepared a disfigured employee of the Gandoran Trading Company and some random slaves to play the roles. They used Dolan's home or rented an acquaintance's mansion to act as salespeople. To deceive Rave, so it took a lot of time and effort.
I'm the one who made the request, but I had to put a lot of effort into it. Even though the sale of elven sex slaves is expected to bring in a large amount of sales, it is good that they are willing to work so hard to satisfy their customers. I hope to continue to patronize the Gandoran Trading Company in the future.
At any rate, Raveh has repeatedly shown the possibility of being purchased by ugly men. From her point of view, after having been so badly beaten up by the Royal Expeditionary Force, it must be a nightmarish future.
Doran has informed Rave that I have enough money to purchase Rave on my own, not jointly.
I felt an indescribable excitement as Rave tried to put on a natural smile.
After Rave and the Gandoran Chamber of Commerce employees left, I would sign the sales contract with the remaining Dolan.
I handed over the pile of gold coins I had prepared and arranged a date for Rave's delivery. There was no problem with an immediate handover, but the farce was still going on.
Raveh will be kept in the dark about the sale agreement and told, “We didn't sell again this time. He will then be told the lie that he is on the verge of purchasing it as a semen latrine for the army.
Later, when Rave is in despair about her future, I will dash in and rescue her.This would be the last scenario.
I'm sure she'll be so grateful to me that she'll probably suck one of my cocks right then and there.
Then I'll leave the rest of the work to you.
I'm counting on you.”
I chuckled, and Dolan thanked me revertently and left.
I was bored and decided to go on a tour of the city.
I had the feeling from the moment I entered the city last night that the citizens were quite energetic and active. The entire city of Nambonan seemed to be enveloped in a feverish atmosphere, so much so that I forgot that winter was approaching.
It's so lively, isn't it?
Yes, it is. Yes, because the election is coming soon.
Yes, it was Roomon who said that.
The civilian officers of the Kuordenze Army were also walking with me, but since Roomon was the most knowledgeable about the current situation in Nambonan, he would only talk about it as a supplement to the tour.
As for me, I wanted to tour the city with Kohary's cute navigator, but I was convinced by Roomon that this was impossible. I don't think the young lady is capable of guiding us around the city.
'Is this the kind of atmosphere we get during elections?'
Yes,” She said. Yes, but this time it is livelier than usual. The citizens have been waiting for the election for a long time.
The defeat in the war had driven out all the council members at the time, and the council had virtually collapsed.
Although I had declared in my speech that I would restore the autonomy of the citizens, there was no guarantee that autonomy would really be restored. The residents had been anxious about this for a long time.
Ever since the election date was announced, they have been like this.
The residents seemed to be very happy to have the opportunity to make their will known to the city government. Roomon, too, seemed to be in a happy mood.
Local politics is a school of democracy, as they used to say in a previous generation on Earth, and I think that this kind of awareness is very important for democracy.
The sign over there says, “Mr. Mayor, there is a candidate running for office in this district.
“Oh.”
The people who are elected in Nambonan are citizens who are well-liked and trusted by many people. It is also an election with a strong popularity contest element, so to speak, that is adored by the residents.
A large wooden sign, propped up in a prominent place on the street, gives the name of the candidate and a brief description of what he or she is like.
I stopped to look at the wooden sign and saw a familiar name.
It said, “Mhm. Anna's name.
For some reason, among the names of the candidates was the name of Anna, a waitress at a bar.
Anna is a name so common that it could be left over in tsukudani (food boiled in soy sauce), but there is no mistaking the name because it is accompanied by the name of the bar and the fact that she works as a waitress.
Why are you running for office?”
Are you Anna?”
According to the roomon, Anna was recommended by someone else.
Anna was originally a well-known signora at the bar, and there are whispered stories about her having told me about her love for Nambonan in order to protect the autonomy of the city of Nambonan.
Thanks to this, she was brought up as the most suitable person to be a member of the Nambonan Council.
Although it is customary for there to be no female members of the Nambonan Council, the enthusiasm for the position has been so great that it has blown them out of the water.
Anna is truly a wonderful woman.
Roomon exhaled and began to talk enthusiastically about Anna, even though I had not asked him.
Anna is a cheerful signer who works at a civic recreation spot, and it seems that she was always adored by the men of the city. Her ethnic costume, similar to that of Oktoberfest, must be a good side dish for masturbation. An excellent waitress, providing not only snacks for drinks but also side dishes for the night.
When I think of this, my desire for exclusivity begins to well up. I felt like marking Anna as my woman.
By the way, according to the preliminary polls, Anna is sure to win the election.In fact, they are so certain of her victory that I wonder who they will elect if they don't elect Anna.
Many citizens call Anna “The genie of Nambonan,” And the bars are reportedly very popular day after day.
After inspecting the important places in the city, I released the roomon and civilian officials and headed for the tavern with only my bodyguards.
Under this cold sky, many citizens were drinking at tables set up outside the tavern.
When they saw me, some of them turned blue with fright, but most of them threw me a friendly welcome.
The owner, though scared, welcomed me and set up a table in the restaurant. He was very considerate in Anna serve me, but that would be a cabaret. I was not interested because I wanted to see Anna working as a waitress.
The waitresses were moving around as if they were passing between tables.
Many of them are a year or two younger than Anna, but I still don't find them as attractive as Anna. Anna, who was moving with skill and carrying drinks, was very lively and attractive.
I felt good thinking that she was one of my women, and my pace of drinking tea increased.
I ordered another cup of tea, thinking about when I should take Anna to bed with me.
