Vol 2 Chapter 2 (2/2)

There was a reason why they don’t employ the slaves during demon subjugation.

Because they are not healthy and doesn’t have any skills too, can’t become part of the fighting force. They just move idly and in charge of menial tasks, a nuisance who only cause trouble when the tough gets going.

And so, the sentries doesn’t employ them that much.

However, Howard changed his mind when he saw the spectacle in front of him.

When the time is right they are worthy as a sufficient fighting force.

It was certain that the beastkin girl was stronger than him. Her movement was flexible and her handling of the spear was naturally smooth.

The surrounding slaves that being taught have excellent muscles too. They will surely be able to grasp the basics of general skills of the spear soon.

(That shop in the slum. Did it read [Mitsuji Talent Consultant] or something like that?)

It was a strange name, but he immediately memorize it already.

Mitsuji Talent Consultant.

They don’t know what a Talent Consultant was, so I should probably say it’s “Fulfilling a talented personnel base on the consultation with you”.

Howard thought it was interesting that there was that kind of slave trader in the slum district.

Anyway, Howard memorizes the name in the corner of his mind.

“Hey, master. I wonder when will the result manifest.”

“It won’t appear immediately.”

While I looked at the state of the training before me, I had some high-cla.s.s slave teach me some etiquette.

Rather saying high-cla.s.s slave, it’s more like a high-cla.s.s prost.i.tute.

She had refined manners and beautiful looks, probably because she sometimes does this fascinating gestures that she looked extremely bewitching.

Name: Ethalia Lamia (Slave)

Age: 38 Years Old

Level: 13

HP: 21 MP: 8

Strength: 5

Agility: 6

Magic Power: 9

Endurance: 3

Unique Skill: Eye of Fear Lv. 1

Special Skill: s.e.xual Skills Lv. 4

Special Skill: Water Magic Lv. 0

Hetty (Ethalia) was a half human half demon race.

A child between a Lamia and a human. Part of her body was covered in scales, you could say that her lower half was completely a Lamia. Her Lamia blood seems to be really dense.

Then when I thought and asked Hetty where are her human parts,”… Would you like to see it?” was what she said to me.

Because I didn’t think she would reply that way, I honestly apologized to her.

“But, I don’t really know a lot about etiquette.”

“That’s a lie, I’m pretty sure Hetty was reasonably famous as a high-cla.s.s prost.i.tute in the Oasis district.”

Hetty said, “Oh if that’s the case then I should not have become a slave” while smiling, as the Appraisal Skill saw through the lie.

She was a high-cla.s.s prost.i.tute from the Oasis district.

She must have considerably had a hard time during her childhood partly because she was a half-demon.

However, Hetty became discreetly popular as an excellent prost.i.tute after a lot of efforts.

She was a beauty with good personality too, it’s impossible for her not to be a popular high-cla.s.s prost.i.tute.

In addition, she had an unusual bloodline that became her a.s.set.

Half human and Half Lamia. So what in the world was that beauty? How the heck was she different from an ordinary person?

She succeeded in attracting people’s interest by taking advantage of such inquisitive rumors.

Which reminds me that the n.o.bilities of this world were good people, there are even times where they keep non-sentient demons as a pet out of curiosity. It was the so-called novelty. Her a.s.set was the appealing novelty.

“Ah, I went too far.”

I did not miss the moment that her face was gloomy for an instant.

I went too far. Hetty became a slave because she incurred someone’s wrath.

If it wasn’t for that, she won’t have been a slave.

But I don’t know who was that person that was displeased.

“Ah, don’t worry too much about it because I was only teasing you.”

“… You’re such a bad man.”

Her seductive voice seems like she was flattering me, but Hetty confronted me with eyes that were completely scrutinizing me.

“Come on, you’re also a bad woman.”

As I was saying so, I looked away from her to the slaves that were doing spear training in front of the shop.

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