I woke up a little later in the morning than I usually do. We have come back late, as we explored the city after having dinner at a restaurant.

The city is impressive and if the time allows it; I like to explore it further before I leave.

I stayed on the bed for a minute before walking toward the bathroom. I quickly freshened up and showered, before walking out of my suite.

“Mister Silver,” greeted half-elf as he met in the hallway, “Vikdyr,” I said and continued walking toward the kitchen.

“Have you had breakfast?” I asked Carla and Caena when I saw them sitting at the dining table. “No, we were waiting for you,” Carla replied. “You shouldn’t have,” I said and took the seat beside them, and a few minutes later, the fresh breakfast is served.

In half an hour, we finished breakfast and walked out of the mansion.

“Take us caskheart indentures,” I said to the driver as I sat in the carriage with Carla and Caena.

I have done my research and made the list of stores; I will have to visit for the girls. Most of the stores I had chosen only sell prostitutes. Such stores are not allowed in Namdar, but in merchant states, there are no restrictions.

It is one of the reasons why I had come to Owlspring, instead of Namdar. Where it would have been cheaper for me.

Fifteen minutes later; the carriage stopped in front of a five-story building, which looked like it is made of stones with huge glass windows fitted in them. Silhouettes of the women could be seen through those windows.

I stepped out of the carriage with Carla and Caena and walked toward the open big stone doors.

We walked through the gates into a beautifully decorated, vast lobby, which had doors leading everywhere.

There are a lot of people here, but not all brothel owners like me. Many come for mistresses.

It is quite common in empires and even merchant cities.

I was looking around when I saw a woman coming toward us. She is short and stocky, with shoulder-length blond hair. Which made her pretty face look even prettier.

“Mister Silver, welcome to Caskheart Indentured,” said the dwarf woman as she stopped beside us. Carla and Caena were surprised she knew my name, but I am not. It is their job to know their prospective clients.

“We are one of the biggest suppliers of indentured pleasure women in the city. You will find everything you need here,” she added with confidence.

“I hope I do, miss...” I asked. “Nas Caskheart,” she replied. I nodded before my expression turned serious.

“I need girls from level 13 to 17. There are no restrictions on their age or nationality,” I said.

When I had brought the contracts to Namdar. My requirement was Level 10 to 19, but after observation and research, I had changed to the current 13 to 17.

“But there is on the race?” she asked with a smile, knowing the empire's hate for non-humans.

“Yes, they need to be human, to be clear humanish,” I said. Hearing that, the smile on her face got bigger, and a dimple appeared on her cheeks.

“There won't be any problem,” she replied, and led me toward the elevator.

We walked into the elevator before stepping onto the third floor. The architecture is the same, with glass and stones. The dwarfish hints are clear, which is not surprising since it is a dwarf-owned business.

She took us to stone door number two, which leads to a huge hall. Where there are lines of women, belonging to nearly all races.

Most seemed to be humans, but I saw a couple of elves and dwarves, even giant bloods and mixed race.

“There is a place being prepared according to your requirement, but it will take some time. Till then you can look at the girls here,” said Nas. “It’s no problem,” I said and walked ahead.

The first woman was an elf, and the second was a half-dwarf. I only glanced at them, before moving fast them.

If the empire did not have restrictions, I would have checked them, but since there are. Checking them will lead to a waste of time and satisfaction.

Though there will be one day when I will have them in my establishment.

I passed a half-dwarf and stopped in front of a human woman. She seemed tall but is not, she looks tall because standing between half-dwarf and dwarf.

She had sleek raven hair and a small nose with light brown skin. She is a human, but of the mixed heritage of Zenidin and Heraldan.

She is also wearing a sheer dress, like all women, giving a glimpse of their features. It is a business of pleasure, and if one wanted, one could even ask them to take it off. Like the few people are doing.

“This is a Lelsa. A pure-blooded human of mixed heritage. Have two classes, Whore and Weaver, at Level 17 and Level 6 respectively,”

“She is in business for fourteen years,” informed Nas and handed me the page with her detailed information. The woman is in her mid-thirties but looks to be in her early thirties.

Three of her skills are noted here. Two from Whore Class and one from Weaver Class.

They were common skills, over 90% of my girls have these skills or something similar to them. The skill of her weaving class is also a common one.

I looked at the page before looking at her, and this time, I was looking at her through my skills.

Goods Sense and Sight Through Veil.

It is the first time I am using the two skills together and the result; I got is quite surprising.

She is level 17, Whore, as Nas said, but her Weaver Class is at level 7. She had five skills in whore class and three Weaver. One of them is more powerful than the other two, given the greater haze around it.

“Where are you from?” I asked Lelsa. “Here. I am born and raised here,” she replied. “Do you have any hobby aside from weaving, know any language aside from common and local?” I asked.

It surprised her and also Nas.

“No, I do not have any hobby aside from weaning. I understand belninian, but couldn’t speak,” she replied.

“Thank you for your answers,” I said and walked away while making short notes in my diary. Carla did the same, while Caena just looked at her strangely.

Caena is normal till she became strange; the change is instant. A second later, the change disappeared, and she became normal again.

I passed by the dwarf and stopped in front of a human or humanish woman. She looked human but is not when one looked clearly at her.

She is a big woman who looked to be in her late twenties. Tall as me, with broad shoulders and thick hands. She had light brown hair and an above-average face; I could even say pretty.

“This is Senar. A human with one-sixth of orc blood. Class Trollop, Level 13. She had twelve years of experience in the business,” said Nas as she looked at the women.

“There is a 20% discount on her,” she added, and I could see the faint spark of hurt appearing on her face before it disappeared.

In the pleasure business, orcs are not popular. People dislike even orc-blooded people. Thinking them violent and dirty. Which is an obvious stereotype, especially for orc bloods.

I activated my skills, and immediately, her interface appeared in front of me. Seeing Through Veil is not a normal skill.

Class:

Trollop Lv. 13

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Charisma:

13

Intelligence:

10

Vitality:

12

Strength:

10

Skills:

· Brace Pain

· I Fake It

· Night Long

· More Human

Attribute Points:

0

What I saw in her interface couldn’t help but surprise me. Her class is below average, and so are her skills, except for one.

“Where are you from?” I asked. “Oksall city,” she said, after a moment of silence, barely opening her mouth. Though I was still able to catch a glimpse of what she was trying to hide.

“Do you have any hobbies? How many languages do you know?” I asked, to which she look at Nas, who nodded.

“I do not have any hobbies, but I know three languages. Common meldhornish, and okas,” she replied.

“Can you turn off your skill, please?” I asked, and it couldn’t surprise her face. She hesitantly looked at Nas and Nas looked at me, and I looked back at her with a smile.

“Do it,” ordered Nas and she followed.

It did not seem like she deactivated it, but she did. The glow on her skill disappeared.

There was no change, till one looked at her carefully. Her faint orcish features became slightly prominent. Her skin, which was smooth like a human, became rough, her hair looked even more faded, and the shadow of features on her face became more prominent.

Though the changes did not make her look ugly. She looks average, with a hint of orcish features.

“Can you open your mouth, please?” I asked. This time, she did not even look at Nas for permission and simply did it. As I had expected, her canines were larger than humans.

She was trying to hide them before.

“If you take her, I will give you a 50% discount on her price,” said Nas. To that, I smiled and moved ahead.

I checked girls one after another, noting down my own observations and the data I had gotten from my skills.

It is such regret that I could not take people from other races, they would have brought tremendous boosts to my business.

“The arrangement is ready, Mister Silver,” informed Nas, when I nearly finished with the girls in the hall.

“We will finish here first,” I said, and Nas nodded. Ten minutes later, we are finished and walked into the elevator for the floor above.

“I would also need to see the Level 5 and below girls,” I said. “That won’t be a problem,” replied Nas with a smile.

Soon, we walked out into the elevator, and Nas took me to the small room. Which had a beautiful carved green table and chairs.

“Take a seat, Mister Silver. The girls will begin arriving soon.” Said, Nas. I nodded and sat in chairs with Carla and Caena, sitting on my left and right.

It felt like an interview, and it is an interview. If they pass, they will get the job.

A few seconds later, a woman came, and I immediately shook my head. She is beautiful, one of the most beautiful women I had seen here so far, but I can’t choose her.

“It seemed like you want the city to seal my business and sent me to jail, miss Nas.” I said to which Nas smiled apologetically. “Too elvish?” she asked, and I nodded.

“You can return,” said Nas to the girl, and the girl returned, and immediately another girl appeared.

“This is Losi. A human with dwarf blood. Class Strumpet, Level 17. She had nineteen years of experience in the business,” said Nas as she introduced the women.

I looked at the woman carefully and to be honest, if she hadn’t told me, I wouldn’t have guessed she had dwarf blood in her. As humans are short and have wide shoulders, too.

This woman is not too short. She is taller than any dwarf considering they are below five feet, and she is slightly above it.

“Where are you from?” I asked the question while activating my skills.

She answered the question a moment later, and I asked her another. Which she answered after permission. I wrote what I observed on my notes and the next woman came and I repeated the same process.

One woman after another came. I would ask them two or three questions and check them with my skills.

Hours passed, and we forgo even our lunch. Thankfully, Nas had asked for a light lunch, for which we have taken a small break, before resuming.

It is not just adult girls we had looked at, but also the teens of Level 5 and below. These girls are necessary for the future of the establishment. As after years of training, they will become true gems of the establishment.

Time passed, and before I knew it, the evening had arrived. I could not go longer. I am tired and my skills have run out of juice.

“We can stop now, miss Nas,” I said dwarf woman, who is looking energetic as before. “How many you choose?” she asked. “Give me some time, before I give you the final number,” I said with a tired smile.

“I will give you the privacy. Call me when you are done,” she said and walked out room.

“Shall we begin?” asked Carla. “I just need a minute,” I said and closed my eyes. Both of them are Level 20 and I am just Level 12, thanks to the level-up I got yesterday.

Still, a point in a charm was not enough to recover from overexertion of the skills.

Hun!

I was resting when I felt a soft hand on my cheeks. I was surprised, not because of the touch, but because the hand is not of Carla. I am familiar with her touch enough to know that it is not hers.

I was about to open my eyes and say some stern words to Caena for this invasion of privacy when something surprising had happened.

I felt a burst of vitality coming into me from the hand and rapidly begin to evaporate the tiredness I am feeling, till there is barely anything to remain.

I kept my eyes closed for a few seconds before opening them.

“Thank you,” I said to Caena. Such skills are very valuable and rare. “It’s the least I could do,” she replied.

“Since I recovered. Let’s get started,” I said and turned to the first name on the list.

“What do you think of Hesla?” I asked them. “She seemed subpar. The only qualities she had are secondary class and mixed heritage,” said Carla. “I do not feel she would be a good addition to the establishment,” added Caena.

I agree with them. I do not she would be a good addition, my skill told me the same.

“Senar?” I asked. “Her orcish features are prominent when looked closely,” said Caena. Carla said nothing other than a nod at Caena’s words.

“She can hide those features with her skills, and I am sure Eudo and spa will be able to help with rest,” I said.

She felt like a rough gem to me, with some careful polishing, she will become a diamond. Not to mention, she will also bring the exotic element to the establishment without breaking the laws of the empire.

“So we are taking her?” asked Carla. I nodded and write her name on the blank paper before turning to the next girl.

One by one went through one after another. It took us two hours, but we finished it and were quite happy with the girls we had chosen.

From two hundred and seventy-six girls we had seen, we had chosen thirty-eight among them.