[Urban] Spring Breeze and Rain Record (Complete) - 9

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Chapter Ten:

Drexels and I rode in a borrowed carriage toward my new mansion. Although Drexels was very curious about what was in the box I was carrying, he didn't ask me, but just kept staring at the box. (Could he have X-ray vision?)

"By the way, Dereks. Do you know where I can buy books?"

I asked.

"Yes, I used to be in charge of purchasing in the palace. Not many people know the merchants in Bunks City as well as I do. There's a bookstore not far ahead. You can buy all the books you want there."

I looked at him strangely. He was so taciturn just now, how come he's become so talkative as soon as we came out?

Dereks looked at me, clearly understanding the question on my face, and said, "I think you'll only believe me if you fully understand my past."

As expected of someone from the palace, he knows when to speak and when to remain silent. He says everything he should say and nothing he shouldn't. This ability to read people isn't something that can be developed overnight.

"Yes, you've done very well. After I move to my new home in a couple of days, let's have a good talk. You're my steward, and I'm your boss. I think it's necessary for us to get to know each other."

I said.

“Okay, boss.”

Drexler’s expression returned to normal.

At the bookstore Drexler recommended, I picked out two books on sewing for Xiaobing to take back, so she could practice her sewing skills and make her own clothes soon. Then we set off again.

As we traveled, the carriage suddenly slowed down, and the noise became very loud. Through the window, I saw many people blocking the traffic.

“Dreler, where is this place? Why are there so many people?”

I asked him.

Drexler looked outside and said, “This is Alibaba Avenue, a market.”

“A market?”

I looked outside; everyone was empty-handed, not carrying anything.

“What kind of market is this? I don’t see any goods coming or going?”

I asked curiously.

“A slave market.”

Drexler answered me in his usual cold voice, in the most concise way.

“A slave market…no wonder,”

I murmured.

Sure enough, I saw some people with chains around their necks, being led around like livestock.

To be honest, I didn’t understand why people enslaved others. I knew very little about this; I had only seen some slaves when I was a child and had some vague impressions. I knew that people didn’t treat slaves as human beings at all. Their status was practically no different from that of livestock. Anyone with a free status could bully them at will without being punished by law, and those orc slaves and elven slaves had no status whatsoever. I remember when I was a child, whenever my master caught me slacking off during cultivation, he would always threaten me, saying, “Kid, if you slack off again, I’ll sell you to the slave traders!”

At the time, I was terrified of those words. Because a few of us kids often threw stones at passing slaves, and not a single slave ever resisted us. Some slaves didn’t even have the desire to avoid us; they just silently went their own way. Now, thinking about their indifference to their own lives sends chills down my spine, and I feel a deep sense of guilt for having bullied those helpless slaves.

“Driver, stop for a moment, I need to get off,”

I said. I then gestured for Derekes to come with me.

After getting off, I told the driver, “Wait for me over there, I’m going to look around the market.”

The driver indicated he understood, and Derekes and I headed into the market.

Derekes kept glancing at me, curious about why I suddenly wanted to visit the slave market.

“This place brought back some childhood memories, so I wanted to go in and take a look,”

I said as we walked. Derekes then lowered her head and followed behind me like a steward.

The market was very crowded, though not quite shoulder-to-shoulder, but I walked very slowly.

Everywhere in the market were platforms two or three meters high, with many slaves standing on them; it seemed the slave traders were displaying their slaves. Most of the slaves were orcs, with humans making up a small portion, and only occasionally could you see one or two elven slaves. Large groups of buyers surrounded the platforms with elven slaves.

"Drekes, where did all these orc slaves come from?"

I asked.

"Prisoners of war."

"And what about the human slaves?"

"Criminals."

"And the elves?"

"Captured."

Drekes's answer was concise and to the point.

"Seven, Seven,"

I called him quickly.

"What is it, Ike?"

Seven said lazily.

"I want to ask you something. How much do you know about orcs and elves?"

"Hmm, hmm, you've come to the right person. Orcs are the offspring of humans and beasts, and there are many races.

For example, bears, wolves, cats. Most orcs aren't very bright, but they are very strong. Of course, not all orcs have brain defects; some are quite intelligent, and even when mimicking humans, they can be considered top performers, but such orcs are very rare.

As for elves, they are peaceful creatures living in the forest. They are born with high intelligence and extremely high magical attributes; you could say they..." They are all natural-born magicians. Moreover, their balance is excellent, and their archery skills are unmatched by humans or orcs. However, they are all quite slender, not as strong as humans. Outwardly, elves are almost indistinguishable from humans, except they have long ears, bright green hair, and green eyes. Males are extremely rare among elves, perhaps only one in a hundred; therefore, the elves you usually see are female, and each elf is exceptionally beautiful. "Truly divine beings, they know so much."

"Then why are there so many orc slaves but so few elf slaves?"

I asked Ah Qi.

"Because humans are always at war with orcs, and the prisoners become slaves. Elves are peace-loving and rarely clash with humans, so their slaves are mostly captured by human 'hunting teams.' But elves are clever and hard to catch, so there are very few elf slaves,"

Ah Qi replied.

"Oh, I see. Otherwise, why would there be so many people gathered around the elf slave display? That's the principle of 'scarcity makes things valuable,'"

I said.

Ah Qi: "Wrong, wrong, wrong. You think it's just because there are few elf slaves that there are so many buyers? Wrong. The main reason is that all elves are very beautiful, and most are women, so… you should understand now!"

As a man, I immediately understood what he meant.

"Ah Qi, the book you lent me before said that some wealthy people like to keep sex slaves. After those elves are bought, wouldn't they also…"

Ah Qi: "Hehe, it's not just possible, it's certain they'll become sex slaves. And it's not just some rich people, it's all rich men doing it. Besides, elves have a major advantage in mimicking humans: long lifespans. They can maintain their youth and beauty for hundreds of years. So, generally, after someone buys an elven female slave, they can pass it on to their son when they die, and to their grandson when their son dies. A good elven female slave is practically a family heirloom."

"Ah… is that so?"

I asked incredulously.

"Really? Hmph, hmph, what do you think humans wouldn't do?"

Ah Qi retorted.

"…"

I was speechless.

As we walked further in, the number of people decreased, but it was clear that those inside were people of some status.

"This is the high-class slave area,"

Dereks told me opportunely.

The male slaves in the high-class area were stronger, and the female slaves were more beautiful. Clearly, they were bought for the wealthy.

Walking on, we finally reached the end of the market. Here, there was another display stand, but it was much larger than the others. On the platform, a slave trader was enthusiastically introducing the dozen or so human female slaves beside him. These poor women wore very little clothing: a bra and a pair of briefs, barely covering their lower bodies. Frankly, such "clothing" was worse than nothing; dressed like that, they were more likely to incite men's criminal desires. Not only that, but under the slave trader's coercion, they were forced to make various provocative gestures to display their alluring figures. The

slave trader's enthusiastic efforts were not in vain; soon, the dozen or so female slaves on the platform were all taken away.

The slave trader then lightly dusted off his clothes and struck what he considered a cool pose, saying, "Gentlemen, the show is about to begin. I believe you've all come here today for the surprise I'm about to bring you."

He paused, glanced around at the crowd, and suddenly shouted, "Do you like... elven beauties?"

"Yes..."

several young men immediately shouted in response. The older and more distinguished individuals merely smiled, displaying their composure.

The slave trader, a sly grin on his face, continued, "Hehe, now I'm going to bring you a pair of elven beauties.

They possess unparalleled beauty, figures you've always dreamed of, and they love to scream wildly. Moreover, they haven't undergone any training, like virgin territory, waiting for you to 'develop' them." A commotion rippled through the crowd.

"Most importantly..."

He paused, raising his voice eight decibels, and continued, "They are... a... mother... and a... daughter."

An

even greater commotion erupted in the crowd. This time, even those who considered themselves mature and composed couldn't suppress their inner desire. Everyone's face showed anticipation for the upcoming appearance of this mother and daughter. The younger ones were already scratching their heads, impatient. A gift!

"This slave trader is a master; with just a few words, he's raised the atmosphere to a climax.

Later, those elven mother and daughter will definitely fetch a good price.

" "Call them out quickly!" someone shouted

, voicing the unspoken thoughts of everyone present.

The slave trader continued, "Don't worry, everyone, we'll soon welcome tonight's stars, the elven beauties..."

As the slave trader's words trailed off, a pair of elves staggered onto the stage. They were dressed in standard "two-piece outfits," their delicate skin and alluring figures just as the slave trader had described. They looked so tempting, it was almost criminal. But whether intentionally or unintentionally, they both kept their heads slightly lowered, their green hair falling down, obscuring their faces and creating a hazy, alluring beauty.

"What do they look like?"

This was now the common thought of everyone present. Could it be that these two elves are so beautiful that they make people want to masturbate, and the slave trader is deliberately putting on an act?

"Raise your heads, raise your heads..."

At first, only one or two people were shouting, but soon almost everyone present joined in. The deafening shouts made the slave trader smile; he could almost see himself counting piles of gold coins.

At the slave trader's signal, the two elves slowly raised their heads...

The once noisy marketplace suddenly fell silent. Almost everyone held their breath; you could hear a pin drop, or even an earthworm crawling.

Absolutely stunning! The slave trader was wrong. These weren't just stunning; they were fairies! How could there be such beautiful women (or rather, elves) in the world? I cannot describe their beauty in words. Their eyes, their eyebrows, their noses, their cherry-like lips—every feature seemed to possess boundless allure, making it impossible to look away. Looking at them was like looking at the earth, Mother Nature. They looked so gentle, so lovely, and with a touch of allure, and something indescribable—an aura that would make any man salute. Unfortunately, their eyes were so blank, like two lifeless dolls.

All the men present, including myself, stared wide-eyed at them, dumbfounded. If Derek hadn't pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the drool from my gaping mouth, I would have been utterly humiliated.

(Fortunately, Dereks isn't a man.)

"Hmm, hmm,"

the slave trader's voice brought everyone back to reality: "Now everyone can bid. The starting price is 500 gold coins, and each bid must increase by at least 20 gold coins. Okay, let's begin."

"Whoosh..."

The starting price of 500 gold coins caused a stir in the crowd; such an exorbitant price deterred some people.

"Dereks, how much is my monthly salary?"

I asked Dereks. (Bunk Empire law stipulates that nobles receive a monthly salary from the government.)

"50 gold coins."

My God! That means I'd have to save for 10 months without eating or drinking to afford the starting price.

"Excuse me, can I buy one of them?"

someone suddenly asked from below.

"I'm sorry, sir. This mother and daughter are determined to stay together, so we have to sell them as a package."

The slave trader spread his hands, indicating his helplessness.

"Anyone else? Any questions?"

the slave trader continued.

No one answered.

"Alright, let's start bidding."

"I bid 550."

"I bid 600."

"700..."

"800..."

The formal bidding began.

Chapter Eleven

"1000..."

"1200..." "1800..."

The hall fell silent after a young nobleman called out this bid. No one bid higher. 1800 gold coins! Even for an ordinary nobleman, this was an astronomical figure.

The young nobleman was dressed very lavishly, with several attendants behind him. He was leering at the mother and daughter on the stage, making no attempt to conceal his erection. It seemed that if the mother and daughter fell into his hands, they would certainly not have a good end.

"2000!"

In a moment of impulsiveness, I blurted out a number I myself couldn't believe.

The young nobleman turned around, looked me up and down, and said nonchalantly, "2200." In an instant, everyone in the hall turned to look at me, ready to see how I would compete with the nobleman.

I regretted it terribly. What had I just done? Now I was in a predicament. If I backed down now, how could I ever establish myself in Bunks City again? If word got out, I'd be laughed to death. In the Bunker Empire, people despise cowards the most, whether noble or commoner, and I didn't want to be ridiculed as a coward on the street. Now, with not a single copper coin in my pocket, I had no choice but to grit my teeth and go for it.

"2500," I said defiantly.

"2700," the nobleman pressed on.

"3000," I retorted.

"3500," he seemed to be getting angry.

"4000," I said, not one to back down either.

After hearing my offer, the young nobleman walked straight towards me. Perhaps seeing my clothes, he knew I wasn't an ordinary person, and asked in a fairly polite tone, "Who...who are you? I've never seen you before." "And who are you? I haven't seen you before either,"

I replied defiantly.

"Who am I? Haha...who am I? Haha..."

he laughed loudly, as if it were the most amusing thing in the world.

His entourage laughed along, saying, "You don't even recognize our young master?

You're truly blind!" He gestured, and everyone stopped laughing.

"Alright, now I'll tell you who I am. Listen carefully. My father is Delni, a high-ranking official of His Highness the Crown Prince. I am my father's only son, Sid. However, people usually call me Little Delni."

Hmph, what a coward. I asked him who he was, and he immediately brought up his father. Trying to scare me? Too bad, I have no idea who this Delni he's talking about is! So I didn't care at all.

"Who your father is has nothing to do with me. My name is Ike, remember that,"

I said calmly.

Seeing that coercion wasn't working, Little Derney immediately changed his tune, sidling up to me with a silly grin and saying, "Hehe, brother, what's so great about these two women? How about this, you give me these two first, and in a couple of days I'll personally visit you and bring you two sluts a hundred times better than them, guaranteed to make you feel like you're in heaven. How about it, let's be friends."

"You? You think you're worthy of being my friend! Forget it. If you have money, keep calling them, otherwise get lost."

This time, Little Derney was truly enraged.

"Damn it, Ike. Since you won't listen to reason, then don't blame me! Brothers, get them!"

At his command, several of his henchmen immediately rushed forward.

I stretched out my hands, silently chanting a spell. Just as they were less than a meter away from me, a tornado appeared in front of me. To avoid harming innocent bystanders, I didn't dare to use my full strength, only controlling the tornado within a very small area. But even that was too much for those henchmen to handle. Before he could even figure out what was happening, he was sent flying into the air, spun around until he was completely disoriented, and then slammed hard to the ground, leaving him dazed and confused.

"Ah, a magician! He's a magician..."

The surrounding people backed away.

It seemed that magicians held considerable prestige in the Bunker Empire. People both respected and feared magicians.

After trying intimidation, bribery, and even violence, Little Delney, having achieved nothing, had no choice but to run.

"You wait, you'll regret this. I swear, you'll regret this!"

he said as he ran, surprisingly running quite fast. His followers also ran off, clutching their bruised and battered backsides.

Seeing that the situation had calmed down, the slave trader symbolically called out again, "Is...is anyone else offering a higher price?"

Silence fell over the crowd; no one uttered a sound.

"Congratulations, sir, you've bought these two elven beauties."

The slave trader finished speaking, quickly descended from the platform, and approached me, bowing and scraping. "Hello, sir, would you like to pay in cash or by draft?"

"What's a draft?"

I wondered to myself.

"It's when you have so much money you don't know what to do with it. You can deposit it in the country's bank, and the bank will issue you a draft stating how much you've deposited,"

Aqi replied.

Sigh, I'm so poor I don't even have cash, where would I get a draft?

"Boss, can you deliver in bulk?"

I asked earnestly.

"Thump, thump..."

A pile of things fell.

The slave trader was almost in tears: "Are you kidding me?"

"Wait

a minute," I turned to Derekes and said, "Derekes, could you lend me some money?

You've worked in the palace for so long, you should have some savings." Derekes looked at me blankly, uttering only two words: "No."

"No...no!"

I lamented.

A group of people were slowly approaching. It seemed that if I didn't pay up today, things wouldn't end well.

I had no choice but to prepare for battle.

But I still clung to my last shred of hope and called out to Ah Qi, "Ah Qi, Ah Qi, please save me! You're a god, please conjure up some money for me!"

Ah Qi: "You only remember me when disaster strikes, and you want me to conjure up money for you! Do you think I'm an ATM?"

"Please, Ah Qi. I'll agree to anything you say. Just help me get through this."

Ah Qi: "You have so much money yourself, and you're asking me for more."

I had so much money? I didn't have a single copper coin on me, where would I get so much money? Except for that box…

Ah, right, I just remembered, there are black pearls I've collected in the box. I wonder if they accept them.

I quickly turned around and smiled at the slave trader, "Boss, don't be so nervous! I just mean I don't have any cash. I wonder if you accept jewelry?"

"Jewelry?"

The slave trader looked me up and down.

"Take a look first."

I hurriedly opened the box and grabbed a handful of pearls for him. In my haste, I didn't even count how many I gave him. At the time, I didn't know that black pearls were rare treasures on the mainland. I saw the slave trader's eyes light up as he carefully examined the black pearls in his hands. However, he seemed unsure and whispered something to someone beside him. That person immediately ran off. A moment later, the person returned, bringing an old man with him. The slave trader handed the pearls to the old man, who examined each pearl carefully with a magnifying glass. Then, he whispered a few words in the slave trader's ear. I, of course, had no way of knowing what he said, but judging from the slave trader's wide smile, it must have been good news.

A smiling slave trader hurried up to me: "Your name is Ike, right?"

"Yes, that's right. Any questions?"

I asked. "Ah, no, no. All your payment has been settled. You can take these two slaves now."

He then pulled two keys from his waist.

"These two keys are for the 'magic-suppressing rings' around their necks. Please don't open them lightly. This mother and daughter are both highly skilled in magic; we lost quite a few skilled fighters when we captured them,"

the slave trader said with a fawning smile.

"Alright, I understand."

At this moment, one of the slave trader's henchmen led two beautiful women to me. Only then did I notice that both of them had a gleaming metal ring around their necks—that must be the 'magic-suppressing rings' the slave trader had mentioned. Chains were attached to the rings. The slave trader handed me the chains: "Please make sure you keep them safe in the market; this is to show they are your slaves."

Although I was reluctant to do this, to avoid unnecessary trouble, I had no choice but to lead them away.

"Please come again soon!"

the slave trader shouted after me as I left.

With my newly purchased slaves, I walked out of the market, attracting countless envious glances, many people automatically making way for us. Once

outside the market, we found the carriage and got in. Fortunately, the carriage was large enough that four people weren't too cramped.

Derekes looked at me with that questioning gaze again, and I instructed, "Let's go back today, we won't go see the new house."

"Yes, sir."

"Driver, let's go back."

Derekes instructed the driver.

Clatter, clatter… the carriage wheels collided with the cobblestones, making a dull thud.

"Sir, may I see your pearls?"

Derekes asked me. I took two pearls from the box and handed them to him.

Derekes held them in his hand, examined them carefully for a while, and then compared the two side by side.

"Pure South Sea black pearls, round, lustrous, large, and over twenty years old." "The black market price is 800 to 1000 gold coins per pearl. If you have multiple pearls with similar shapes and colors, you can sell them for a better price. If they're made into finished jewelry, the price can double."

After saying that, Dereks returned the two pearls to me.

What! 800 to 1000 gold coins per pearl? I never imagined that these pearls I collected for fun would be so valuable. I counted the pearls left in the box; there were 10 in total. I originally had 18. That means I grabbed 8 and gave them to that slave trader. The price for 8 pearls was... Good heavens, I actually paid double the price to that damned slave trader. Otherwise, he would have been so happy, even telling me to come back next time. I finally understood the meaning of 'no merchant is without guile.' But when I looked at these two beautiful elven women in front of me again, I felt that even if I took all my pearls to pay for them, it would be worth it.

"Dereks, are there any clothes shops around here?" "

I asked. (We can't expect the beautiful girls to always wear two outfits, can we?)" "Rarely, most clothes are custom-made, not bought ready-made. But we can go to a few more tailors and see if they have any clothes that customers don't want after they've had them made."

So we went to several tailors and bought some ready-made clothes. But before that, we went to a jewelry store. Derek, through connections, bought two pearls for 950 gold coins each.

Money makes things easy. Buying clothes didn't take long. Each tailor had some clothes that customers didn't want, and except for some that were way too big for the size, we bought almost everything else.

We returned laden with our purchases and were, of course, warmly welcomed by Xiaobing and Xiaoqing. However, Xiaobing and Xiaoqing were more interested in the two elven beauties I brought back than in the clothes.

"Master, who are they?"

Xiaobing asked me.

"Well, they are the slaves I just bought."

"Slaves? What are slaves?" "

Xiao Bing asked curiously. Of course, the word 'slave' wouldn't exist in a fairy's dictionary.

"Well, how should I put it? Actually, they're similar to you; you're kind of my slave too,"

I replied. "Am I my master's slave? Why have you never mentioned that word to me before? Hmm, they don't seem to have signed a contract with you either,"

Xiao Bing asked after noticing the heart-shaped mark that only appears on the foreheads of the two elven beauties after a contract with me.

"Um, um... oh, right, Xiao Bing, I bought you two books about sewing; take a look."

Speechless, I changed the subject.

"Master, you haven't answered my question yet,"

Xiao Bing said, dissatisfied.

"Slave means... they'll be living with us from now on. You can treat them like sisters."

"Oh, that's wonderful, Master. Thank you for buying me two such beautiful sisters." "

It's ridiculous that the innocent and ignorant Xiao Bing would say something like that. I don't know whether to laugh or cry. Xiao Qing can't speak usually, and I often cultivate alone, so Xiao Bing must be quite lonely. Now that two people have come to keep her company, of course she's happy.

"Xiao Qing, go and prepare a guest room for these two elves."

I said to Xiao Qing in my mind. Xiao Qing went immediately.

"Come here for a moment."

I said to the two beautiful elves, and they obediently came over. I removed the chains from the magic-suppressing rings around their necks. From the feeling in my hands, I could tell that they were trembling slightly. The weather wasn't cold, so the only thing that could make them tremble was fear. And since they came back with me, they had kept their heads down, afraid to look at anything around them.

"Are you two very scared?"

I asked curiously.

"..."

Neither of them spoke, they just huddled closer together.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

I comforted them. "..."

They still didn't say anything.

"Oh, right, I don't know your names? What's your name?" "

I pointed to the more mature-looking elven beauty and asked,

'Sa...Sarenna.'

She answered hesitantly, 'And you?'"

I asked the little fairy beauty,

"Lulu."

"Hello, Sister Salena, hello, Little Sister Lulu. My name is Xiaobing, and I'm also my master's slave. From now on, we'll be sisters."

This guileless Xiaobing introduced herself before I could even begin.

"Don't be afraid, I'm different from others. The only reason I bought you was because I didn't want you to fall into the hands of those lecherous and immoral men. Treat me like home. Don't call me 'master,' just call me Ike. My butler is Dereks, and the one who cleaned your room was my magical beast, Xiaoqing."

I said to the terrified elf mother and daughter. (Aqi: "I don't see any difference.

Ike, aren't you a lecherous and immoral man too?" "Aqi, you bastard, shut up!")

"Yes, Master Ike,"

Salena said timidly.

I couldn't know what those slave traders had done to them, but I was certain that those things not only terrified them but were also deeply etched into their memories.

Chapter Twelve

"Alright, don't be afraid, I really won't hurt you."

I declared to the mother and daughter for the third time.

But no matter what I said, they both looked at me with that terrified gaze… Sigh, never mind. I gave up on trying to convince them immediately; it seems this will have to be done slowly.

"Okay, Xiaobing, why don't you take them to take a bath and change their clothes first? We can talk about the rest later!"

I said helplessly.

"Sister Salena, Sister Lulu, come with me!"

Xiaobing called out happily to the mother and daughter.

The mother and daughter Salena followed Xiaobing unsteadily towards the bathroom.

"Hey, Ike, have you noticed that these two elves walk strangely?"

Aqi suddenly asked me.

"Yeah, I think it's strange too. Maybe that's how elves walk!"

I replied.

"Damn, Ike, your imagination is really vivid. They're clearly injured, that's why they walk like that,"

Aqi said.

"Injured? How come I didn't think of that! I'll check it later. Anyway, with Xiaobing here, her water magic is very effective at healing injuries,"

I said.

With nothing else to do, I picked up the sewing book I bought for Xiaobing and started flipping through it.

After a while, the mother and daughter came out of the bathroom, dressed in the new clothes I'd bought for them.

Like lotuses emerging from water! That's the only word I could use to describe their beauty. Even without makeup and with their hair casually falling to their waists, their beauty still captivated me. Inhaling their natural fragrance, I felt a little lightheaded.

"Wow, Sister Salena, Sister Lulu. You're so beautiful!"

even Xiaobing exclaimed.

But neither of them showed any joy at the compliment.

"Salena, why are you and Lulu walking so strangely? Are you injured somewhere?"

I asked.

"No, no. I...I...we're fine,"

Salena stammered, her voice trembling with panic.

Her panicked state only fueled my suspicions. "Then take off your clothes so I can check you, okay?"

I said.

"No, no, Master, please. No..."

Salena and her daughter trembled, retreating towards the corner.

I was completely baffled. I was simply checking to see if they were injured; why were they so terrified?

"I won't hurt you, don't be afraid,"

I said, repeating this four times.

"No...no..."

Salena just kept saying 'no.'

"Take them off, that's an order,"

I snapped, growing increasingly angry. My kindness had been repeatedly taken for granted; anyone would be unmoved in that situation.

(A-Qi: "Hey, Ike. How could you treat such a beautiful woman like that! I can't stand it anymore."

I said, "Go away, this is none of your business."

Hearing that I said it was an 'order,' Salena trembled, then stopped saying 'no,' paused for a moment, and began to slowly take off her clothes. But at the same time, she closed her seemingly expressive eyes, and two lines of clear tears streamed down her cheeks.

What's going on? It's like I'm about to rape her.

Finally, after a lot of effort, Salena finally took off all her clothes, and a goddess-like body was displayed in front of me.

Smooth shoulders, arms like lotus roots and jade; the two peaks on her chest, although not as prominent as the four peaks I cultivated with 'Ten Degrees of Spring Breeze Powder'...) The girl's breasts were ridiculously large, but their rounded shape was incredibly alluring; her nipples were a deep red, and I imagined how wonderful it would feel to suck them; below her flat stomach was a patch of green 'forest'; her two plump thighs were tightly pressed together, without a single gap.

Absolutely gorgeous! All the blood in my body rushed to a certain spot in my lower body, and the throbbing pain was incredibly uncomfortable.

But I had to endure it, not letting my lower body strain my pants. This feeling was truly agonizing!

With great difficulty, I suppressed the urge to violate this mature body (what willpower and courage that took!). I checked her up and down, front and back. Apart from some blue handprints, there didn't seem to be any major injuries. Could it be…

“Come with me,”

I said to Salena.

Salena, resigned to her fate, followed me. Lulu followed closely behind, while Xiaobing, carrying Salena's clothes, followed Lulu, wondering what I was up to.

I went straight to the bedroom. “Lie down on the bed,”

I commanded.

Salena glanced at me and obediently lay down. In that glance, there was no longer fear, no longer pleading, only indifference, numbness, and even a hint of mockery.

Seeing this, Lulu turned and silently left the bedroom; judging from her trembling shoulders, she was sobbing.

I gently opened Salena's tightly closed legs. Oh my God! I couldn't believe what I saw. What should be a woman's most vulnerable area was a bloody mess, some parts even inflamed and ulcerated. Her entire perineum, including the area around her anus, emitted a foul, rotten odor.

"Damn slave traders, they're beasts,"

I muttered.

These were clearly injuries sustained from gang rape and abuse. No wonder they walked strangely; such severe injuries, if not treated promptly, would have dire consequences.

"Lulu, come in too."

I just wanted to check on Lulu's injuries.

But Salena misunderstood. I don't know where she got the strength, but she jumped off the bed, knelt at my feet, and hugged my leg, pleading, "Master, please, if you want me, take me! Lulu is still so young. Waaah!" Perhaps she had been suppressing her feelings for too long, Salena suddenly burst into tears. Lulu also ran in, hugging my other leg and sobbing, "Please, Master, spare my mother! Lulu is willing to serve you."

Looking at these two beautiful women hugging my legs and crying, I didn't know what to say.

(A-Qi: "Haha... Ike, you...you're too...good, I haven't laughed this happily in a long time.

Continue, continue!" "A-...Qi...you...wait...you."

I said through gritted teeth. I was already used to A-Qi's kicking me when I was down.

"Xiao Bing, come here and take Salena away."

Although Xiao Bing didn't know what I was going to do, she had been with me for so many years and knew very well that I wouldn't do anything outrageous, so she carried Salena away as I instructed. Elves are indeed the weakest race in terms of physical strength. Even though Salena resisted with all her might, Xiao Bing didn't let her break free.

After Lulu took off her clothes, I also carefully checked her injuries. They were indeed very serious. Although they were a little less than Salena's, Lulu's lower body also had a large area of erosion.

"Xiao Bing, let go of Salena!"

Xiao Bing did as I said.

As soon as she was released, Salena jumped in front of Lulu and stood between me and Lulu, looking like a wounded mother leopard.

"Don't worry, Salena, I really don't want to hurt you. I just want to check your injuries and heal you."

This was the fifth time I had explained to them that I meant them no harm.

"Xiao Bing, come here and use your magic to heal Salena and Lulu!"

I said to Xiao Bing after explaining.

Xiao Bing came over and said to Salena and Lulu, "Sister Salena, Sister Lulu. Master is such a good person. You've misunderstood him. Now I'll heal your injuries, okay?"

Startled, Salena and Lulu seemed a little confused, staring blankly at Xiao Bing, then at me, unsure what to do.

"Be good, don't move!"

Xiao Bing said, waving her hands, and a large amount of water element gathered in her palms.

As elves, Salena and Lulu could naturally feel the fluctuations caused by the gathering of magical elements. Only now did they truly believe that I was indeed going to heal their injuries.

A sphere of water element gradually formed in Xiao Bing's hands. I was very familiar with this spell; the level one spell "Restoring Water." Xiao Bing had used this spell on me hundreds, if not thousands, of times. Her proficiency was such that she could cast it even with her feet.

However, when Xiao Bing cast "Restoring Water" on Salena and Lulu, nothing happened. Xiao Bing was unwilling to give up and cast it again, but the result was still the same as before—no effect. Xiao Bing frowned and looked at me.

"Try 'Healing Water'!"

I said.

"Healing Water" is an enhanced version of "Restoring Water," belonging to the level two water magic.

Xiao Bing did as I suggested, but the magic seemed to have encountered a black hole; as soon as it was cast on the two of them, it vanished without a trace.

“Use ‘Light of Healing’,”

I said.

‘Light of Healing’ is a level three water-based healing spell.

Still no use.

“Huh? Why?”

I scratched my head, puzzled.

Although I knew Xiaobing was better than me at using water magic, I still tried it myself, and of course, the result was the same. This

is really strange! Are they immune to magic?

“Aqi, Aqi. What’s going on? Why is there no reaction at all after the magic is cast on them?”

I asked Aqi curiously.

Aqi: “From my observation, it’s related to the ‘anti-magic rings’ they wear around their necks. The ‘anti-magic rings’ are made of anti-magic material. They not only suppress the wearer’s own magical power but also make the wearer immune to some low-level magic, so all the magic Xiaobing cast just now had no effect.”

Truly a divine being, hitting the nail on the head.

"That's easy, I have the key to the magic-suppressing circle, just open it!"

I said to Ah Qi.

Ah Qi: "Judging from the way these two beauties treat humans right now, I bet the moment you unlock the magic-suppressing circle, they'll unleash a super spell on you, blasting you to smithereens. Don't blame me for not warning you then!"

"Then what should we do?"

I asked Ah Qi.

"You could have Xiao Bing try some more advanced healing magic!"

Ah Qi suggested.

"More advanced healing magic?"

This reminded me of the spell Xiao Bing used to save me last time, it almost killed me! If it were used on these two delicate elf beauties, they'd definitely be dead.

"No, no. Xiao Bing's advanced magic is for killing, definitely not for saving lives,"

I said.

"Then we'll have to call a doctor,"

Ah Qi said.

"That's the only way."

I went to the living room to find Derek, to see what the guy was doing so I could tell him to go find a doctor. I hadn't seen him for just a few minutes, and he was already drinking from a bottle of wine he'd somehow acquired. Old habits die hard.

"Derek."

"What is it, boss?"

"Stop drinking. Do you know where I can find a good doctor? One who specializes in treating women's ailments."

I asked him.

"Specializes in treating women's ailments?"

Derek asked doubtfully.

"Yes..."

Derek hadn't wasted his years in the palace; he understood immediately.

"I'll go right away."

Drexxs put down the wine bottle and left immediately. Luckily, the borrowed carriage hadn't been returned yet.

As I walked back to the bedroom door, I overheard Xiaobing talking to the mother and daughter: "Sister Salena, Sister Lulu, don't let Master's bad-looking appearance fool you, he's actually a very nice person. You'll see in time."

Me, look like a bad person? I really don't understand, how do I look like a bad person!

But since the elf mother and daughter were wary of me, I decided not to go in; let them chat with Xiaobing.

I returned to the living room, picked up Drexxs's wine bottle, and tasted the wine. After just a few sips, a fiery sensation suddenly shot through my brain. But after this fiery feeling subsided, I felt light and airy, completely relaxed, almost like I was flying. No wonder so many people in the world crave wine; it turns out wine is such a wonderful thing.

I don't know how much time passed, but then there was a knock at the door. I opened it with my gait slightly off-center, and there was Drexxs returning with someone.

“You’re back… Drexels, your wine… the wine… it’s not bad.”

I felt my tongue was a little short.

“Boss, you…”

Drexels was surprised to see me.

“I’m fine, and this is…”

“This is Dr. Watson,”

Drexels introduced.

“This is my boss, Viscount Eck.”

Drexels then introduced me to the doctor.

“Hello, Watson.”

I wanted to shake his hand, but my hand almost touched his face. Drexels quickly helped me to a chair.

“Please come with me to see the patient first!”

To avoid another awkward situation, Drexels had no choice but to take Dr. Watson to see the elf mother and daughter’s injuries first.

I was in a daze and didn’t know what had happened. After a while, Dr. Watson came out, and Drexels saw him out.

Before I left, Dr. Watson seemed to say something to me, but I didn't hear what it was exactly. It seemed to be something like, "Even female slaves shouldn't be treated like this. People should live with love and conscience." And at the end, he also mentioned something like "a debauched person."

(Heaven and earth bear witness, this was all a misunderstanding! Am I that kind of person?

Later, it seems Xiao Bing came again and covered me with something.

In my dream, I returned to my childhood and saw my master again. My master was flying in the air, and I was flying in the air too, very high.

Epilogue

: I've finally finished writing the second part, and I can't believe I've written so many words. However, since this is a comeback, some things have to be started from scratch. Many readers have said they thought my "Spring Breeze and Rain Record" had become unfinished literature. Even I, the wicked one, thought so for a while, but the support of some readers kept me going. So, if you like my work, please support me! Your support is my biggest motivation for writing.

Because the second part of this book needs to lay the groundwork for some important plots, there is relatively less explicit content, which will definitely cause dissatisfaction among many readers. But this is inevitable; all explicit content...) Every story goes through this phase, and I'm a plot-driven writer (I highly recommend Frog's Dragon War and Nongyu's Alibuda Chronicles). This book has always focused on plot, using it to drive the sex scenes.

Please be patient with the third part; I hope to finish it as quickly as possible. However, my writing skills are limited, and many plot details need to be developed slowly. Rushing it might compromise the quality.

As for the character designs of Salena and Lulu, I wonder if you all like them.

In the background chapter of the first part, I mentioned that another female protagonist would appear in the second part. Can you guess whether it's Salena or Lulu? (I'll keep you in suspense for now.) Here's some information about the new character:

Name: Dereks Race: Human Age: 50-60 Hobbies: Alcohol.

Evaluation: A mysterious figure. The reason he was assigned as the protagonist's butler is unclear, so the protagonist doesn't particularly trust him yet. Furthermore, his love of drinking makes him a relatively insignificant character in the protagonist's household.

Name: Salena Race: Elf Age: Height: 1.70 meters Weight: 60 kg Measurements: 37, 25, 39 Hobbies: Unknown Personal Evaluation: This mature elven beauty, so alluring that she could practically overflow with moisture, is undoubtedly the goddess in the hearts of anyone with a mother complex. Her incredibly voluptuous body could easily drain a man's semen. However, until now, she remains a thorny flower... Rose's romantic relationship with the protagonist only develops in the third part.

Name: Lulu; Race: Elf; Age: ; Height: 1.65 meters; Weight: 50 kg; Measurements: 35-23-36; Hobbies: Unknown; Personal Evaluation: Petite figure with a baby face, she's undoubtedly the object of many men's fantasies. Unlike her mother, Lulu is a simple and innocent elf. Although she suffered gang rape by humans, she easily forgets her hatred. She should quickly become friends with the protagonist. Especially if you want to overcome her mother, you'll have to start with her. Of course, she's also an excellent bed partner; looking at her face, every time you have sex, it's guaranteed to feel like rape.

(Please leave your comments regarding this mature-young pairing.) Because Salena and Lulu were victims of sexual abuse, many readers strongly demanded severe punishment for the slave trader. Actually, this matter has nothing to do with the slave trader; the one who did it was… (You'll see when the story unfolds). That concludes the character introductions. The appearances of the other characters are all necessary for the plot. Don't underestimate any character who appears initially; they may play an important role later in the story. The reason my writing speed is so slow is that almost every character and event I mention is connected to later events, forcing me to be extremely cautious before putting pen to paper to prevent plot overlaps. (In fact, this is common in online literature.

In the third part, the third of the four female protagonists will also appear. Actually, I mentioned this earlier…) Dear readers, please use your imagination to guess who it is.

Preview of Part 3:

Ike has moved into the new house the Emperor gave him, and his life has stabilized. In his spare time, Ike takes the Magic Guild exam and participates in a martial arts tournament, resulting in many humorous situations.

Salena and Lulu, mother and daughter, gradually integrate into the family. During this period, the prototype of the nation he will establish in the future forms in Ike's mind. Another treasure hunt, participated only by Ike and Ah Qi, will completely change the fate of Ike's life.

Want to know the specific details of these events? Want to know how Salena and Lulu, mother and daughter, please Ike? Then don't forget to support my evil "Spring Breeze and Rain Record" Part 3.

Yesterday I saw some readers wanted to repost my article, which I welcome. Actually, I've made it very clear that I welcome reposting on any free website, after all, it's... What the literary world needs is mutual exchange. I truly miss the flourishing state of the erotic fiction scene a couple of years ago. Unfortunately, many respected veteran writers have retired, and the new generation of writers still seems somewhat inexperienced and not yet ready to shoulder the responsibility (including myself). Therefore, this year's erotic fiction, in both quantity and quality, is significantly inferior to the previous two years, especially with very few truly classic works; it's still mostly veterans carrying the torch. I hope more people will not only read erotic fiction but also participate in its creation, revitalizing the somewhat declining erotic fiction industry.

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