Ch.186Calliope, Pallida

The night spent with Jessica, Seti, and Phyllis could only be described as fantastic.

Strictly speaking, this wasn’t the first time the four of us had intertwined our bodies together.

The day after playing the King’s Game at the atelier, we had ended up in that kind of mood under the influence of cosplay, sending Mina away before becoming intimate.

But back then, it felt more like taking turns with each person one by one… and Phyllis, perhaps still not completely over her shyness, had switched to spectator mode after one round.

Last night, however, Jessica seemed to have come thoroughly prepared, teaming up with Seti to persistently and skillfully seduce Phyllis.

They didn’t remove anything beyond Phyllis’s underwear but showered her entire body with kisses, or played with her long blonde hair while tickling her collarbone and stomach.

Seti, for her part, nibbled on Phyllis’s ears or licked the inside of her thighs, launching endless attacks until Phyllis was driven to pant at every touch and breath, begging for release.

And then the main event began.

After I first attended to Phyllis who was heated to her limit, Seti continued to make Phyllis whimper while I rolled around with Jessica, and then Jessica took over while I mixed bodies with Seti.

Next came pleasuring Jessica and Phyllis simultaneously, then Seti and Phyllis together, and finally all three of us pounced on Phyllis, tormenting her without giving her a moment to catch her breath…

“Ahhhhh! I’m c-coming again! Why meeeee!”

By the time we finished and all fell into deep sleep, Phyllis had completely passed out, looking like she belonged in some erotic game featuring ravishment.

Sorry, Phyllis. But teasing you is just too much fun… I’m not sorry at all.

Anyway, after that wild night passed and morning came…

“Jessica, about Calliope.”

“My, are you still using that stiff way of speaking? After showing everything you had last night?”

“Ugh…!”

Phyllis, who had tried to bring up the topic of the dark elf with a serious attitude, turned bright red and was utterly defeated by Jessica’s counterattack.

“I’m just kidding. So, what about Calliope?”

“A-ahem… She was originally going to be sold as a slave, right? As far as I know, colonists control those sentenced to slavery by placing special magical items on them…”

“Ah, you mean the Collar of Servitude. That’s right. It’s a mental control-type magical item that prevents them from harming their master, harming themselves, or disobeying orders.”

Oh, this sounds like something I’ve often seen in isekai fantasy novels.

“Can any command be given to a slave wearing that collar?”

“Well? I don’t know the details. The formula used in the Collar of Servitude is designated as ‘forbidden’ by the Academy and strictly controlled. My license level doesn’t allow me to investigate it, and I’ve never heard detailed stories from someone who actually keeps slaves.”

“Hmm… I see.”

“Is something bothering you?”

“I was wondering if we could command Calliope to reveal the whereabouts of my sister or the location of the dark elves’ hideout.”

Using the effects of a mind control magical item to find out the whereabouts of her kidnapped sister… that’s certainly a good idea.

The captured dark elf slave, Calliope, is the very person who attacked the Willow Sanctuary five years ago and kidnapped Phyllis’s sister.

Perhaps she had been “managing” Phyllis’s sister until recently, or at the very least, she likely knows something about the whereabouts of the person she captured.

“Hmm, that seems like a good idea, but…”

“So, are you going to bid on the dark elf?”

“Well… that’s a bit difficult, isn’t it? She’s practically an enemy to Phyllis.”

“True. The owner of a slave also has the obligation to protect that slave’s well-being, so you can’t just kill them or free them as you please once you’re done with them.”

“I had no such intentions, but to be honest, I’m reluctant to have Calliope accompany our party.”

“I agree. Even if she’s controlled by the Collar of Servitude, I don’t want someone in our party with whom we can’t build even a minimal level of trust.”

Considering the history between Calliope and Phyllis, having her accompany us on future travels would be nonsensical, even if we could perfectly control her.

No matter how much Phyllis claims to have given up on revenge, just being around Calliope would cause her tremendous stress.

The trauma and resentment she’s harbored for five years couldn’t possibly be completely resolved in just one day.

“The best approach would be to ask whoever wins the bid for Calliope to let us ask her a few questions.”

“Would they agree to such a request?”

“Nothing ventured, nothing gained. We should at least try. If necessary, we can offer some money.”

“Then let’s start by meeting with the auction staff. If she was safely escorted here from the 7th Western City, she’s likely already bound to someone among the staff.”

“OK, let’s all move together after breakfast.”

“Alright… hngh!?”

“What’s wrong?”

“My… my legs won’t move. My waist too…”

“Oh…”

It seems we tormented Phyllis too much last night, so we’ll probably need to order room service for breakfast.

~ ~ ~ Moon Lake, Somewhere ~ ~ ~

Turning back time a little, around when William’s group was spending a passionate night in their hotel room.

In a corner of Moon Lake city shrouded in darkness, a clandestine transaction was taking place.

“Cash payment of 36,000 gold, confirmed without error.”

“So this dark elf is now my property?”

“Yes. However, as I mentioned, transferring her to someone else must wait at least a year…”

“I know that already. Do you think this is my first time buying a slave? Let me know first if any other rare female slaves come in.”

“Understood. Take care, sir.”

The one bowing with the money bag was the chief manager of the auction operations.

And the one receiving the purple-haired dark elf woman was a young human man who didn’t even look 20 years old.

A brown-haired youth wearing an elegant suit and shoes, with two large jeweled rings on each hand.

Behind him followed three women in maid uniforms, each wearing black leather collars reminiscent of dog collars.

This young man’s name was Gerald Pork.

He was the only son of “Andrea Pork,” one of Moon Lake’s wealthiest tycoons and moneylenders. After his father’s death, he inherited his father’s wealth and business, making a name for himself as a young entrepreneur.

Unlike his father Andrea, who had a weakness for valuable artwork and pottery, Gerald had no interest in extravagant mansions or luxurious decorations.

The only thing that interested him was women.

And not romance or prostitution—he only found pleasure in controlling women who had fallen into slavery, a twisted preference.

The three maids attending him were also women who had become debt slaves after failing to repay enormous debts.

“Phew~ I got lucky. Who would have thought the auction would be suspended because of an adventurer causing a disturbance.”

“I apologize, Master. It was my poor schedule management that caused you unnecessary trouble…”

“Ah~ forget it. I wasn’t interested in the other items at the auction anyway.”

The maid’s shoulders trembled at the young man’s words implying he wouldn’t have let it slide if the dark elf had been sold to someone else.

Gerald, who was more serious than anyone about collecting female slaves, had paid bribes to the Grand Caravan to get advance notice about the dark elf being put up for auction, but due to other business running late, he couldn’t return to Moon Lake in time for the auction.

If the auction hadn’t been suspended due to Will’s group’s disturbance, and if Gerald had ultimately failed to purchase the dark elf, this poor maid would have been beaten all over her body and locked in the basement of his mansion.

“So, what happened to that elf who caused the disturbance?”

“She was arrested and taken to the sheriff’s office, but was released after paying a small fine on the condition that she cease her attacks against this dark elf.”

“Tch… if that woman had also been sentenced to slavery, I could have enjoyed a black and white elf pair.”

“Using elf women as sex slaves is prohibited, however…”

“If the woman agrees to it willingly, there’s no problem, right? Hehehe.”

Slaves traded in Grantis basically serve as sex slaves as well, but in the case of elf women, who can only bear children for one man in their lifetime, the law stipulates that they should not be treated this way and instead serve longer sentences.

But how perfect can man-made laws really be?

If one used drugs or gaslighting to tame an elf woman and make her request physical relations herself, one could avoid punishment, and Gerald had learned such know-how from watching his father.

Now Gerald himself had enough capital and influence to receive the confidential auction list and divert the dark elf who was scheduled to be sold through additional auction in the middle of the night.

He firmly believed that once an elf lady was under his control with the Collar of Servitude, she would be drugged within a week and shaking her bottom at him, but…

“Well, can’t be helped if it’s not possible. Tonight I’ll just take my time enjoying the dark elf.”

He wasn’t reckless enough to think about entrapping an innocent elf adventurer, so he decided to be satisfied with thoroughly enjoying this sexy dark elf that heaven had granted him.

“Ah~ I wonder if that elf woman might break into our house and start shooting.”

Muttering such nonsense, Gerald Pork returned to his mansion with Calliope and the three maids.