Chapter 199 (1/2)

Slave Sister

I guided Oman to a corner of the noble district in the north that was currently unoccupied. I had intentionally left this area blank with the intention of building a large structure. In fact, my plan was to bring in slaves from the start and this seemed like the perfect area to start that business.

I began the process of creating a new building using Stone Wall.

A larger building like this will take me a few minutes to complete. I listened to Oman as he explained the exact layout he wanted. I pulled slabs of stone out of the earth to create the walls and ceilings as we went. I have fun building houses however I like, but building something following someone else’s plan isn’t so bad either.

“That should be everything on the outside. What do you think?”

“…t-thank you. You really did build it.”

Oman couldn’t hide the surprise on his face as he looked at the building.

A freshly built four-story all stone building. The entire lot was close to two hundred metres2 while the actual floor area was closer to one hundred and ten metres2. I can’t know the exact cost, but a building of a similar scale in the capital, depending on its location, would easily cost over a thousand gold.

“This took longer than I thought. Sorry about that.”

“Don’t be absurd. This gave me a chance to witness your incredible abilities first hand.”

“I’m glad to hear it. I’ll send my knights by later to fit the doors and windows. Please, feel free to ask them for anything else you need, and if there are any issues that arise once you’ve moved in, let me know as soon as possible.”

“I’ll do just that. Thank you, Baron Tanaka.”

“We can discuss the matter of your taxes once you’ve settled in.”

“Yes, of course.”

Oman responded with a bright smile.

He seems genuinely happy with the building I made for him which, as the one who built it, makes me happy.

“Incidentally, Baron Tanaka, do you think I could begin using this building today? I heard rumours about the city you managed to build in only a few days, and brought a few goods with me in anticipation of such an event.”

Oman glanced over to his wagons parked near the building.

There were around a dozen or so wagons. He clearly wasn’t lying when he said he was on a business trip to the Pussy Republic. I’m assuming he at best thought he’d be able to sell off a couple slaves in Dragon City on his way through.

“Yes, it is yours. Use it however you wish.”

“Thank you, Baron Tanaka. This will be a great help.”

Oman smiled once more before signalling toward a man standing next to his wagons.

“Oi, get to work. He said it was okay to unload.”

The man near the wagons knocked on the side which appeared to be the signal to everyone inside. A ramp was slid out from the lead wagon followed by a train of muscular men marching down it.

Not including the guards Oman brought with him, there were around a dozen workers that exited the carriages. Considering the cost of his cargo must be quite high, I’m surprised to see him travelling with so much all at once. Does he not have somewhere to store it all in the capital?

“….”

I only noticed this after watching them for a little while.

Oman’s ‘product’ was almost exclusively large men.

“Is something bothering you?”

“I’ve just noticed a slight bias in the products you’re carrying.”

“Ah, I should’ve explained earlier. I heard about your city being built and thought it would be useful to bring a stock more suited for manual labour.”

“I see.”

How do I describe this feeling? I’m incredibly grateful for Oman bringing his business to my city, but what is with this empty feeling in my chest?

I’m glad I have the Twilight Company helping me, but with them here the rate of macho men swarming my city is already quite high. My city has already reached the maximum macho men capacity that I consider acceptable. I’ve even heard rumours that some of the baths turn into a more depraved version of a gentleman’s club at night. Of course, I’ve never been invited. It’s truly regrettable.

‘But, clearly, these men aren’t needed. You obviously possess the magical ability to create any building you wish. What you really need are skilled craftsmen that can add the final touches inside and outside the buildings you create.”

“Yes, I guess that is true.”

“I’ll make sure to make a note of that for next time.”

“I’m sorry for wasting your time.”

There’s no reason for me to stay here now.

I’ll build some of the stuff that needs to get done and then I’ll head back to my room. I need to remove the image of those rippling muscles from my mind as soon as possible. Sophia-chan is the perfect cure. And dinner should be ready by the time I get back.

I turned away from Oman and began to walk away.

“I’m sorry, but I have some other business to attend to….”

Then, out of the corner of my eye, a flash of blonde hair appeared.

I stopped dead in my tracks.

The blonde hair belonged to two young girls that were being led around by a chain attached to a metal collar on each of their necks. This clearly marked them as slaves. The most notable thing about them was the fact that I recognized them.

It was the two slave sisters that Sophie-chan gave me as a gift.

Two beautiful blonde sisters.

Where have they been since they left my home? I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t curious, but I doubt they were sent back to the slave market. I’ve always assumed that Sophie-chan was taking care of them.

“Oman-san, what about those two there?”

I asked this question without even realizing what I was doing.

The two slave sisters still looked cute even without any shoes and the chain connected to their necks.

“Yes? Oh, those sisters….”