Despite each team picking their own path at the crossroads, Eruya’s baseless assumption that stronger enemies would be in the deeper part of the tomb was why he chose to keep going straight ahead.
He came across countless corners and stone doors, but he silently walked on. In fact, he was bored that there was nothing happening. Not a single monster nor a trap. Maybe he picked the wrong route. Eruya thought that as he clicked his tongue.
“Move it, you slowpoke. Walk faster!”
Eruya ordered the elf who was walking ten meters ahead of him in a forceful voice. The elf had stopped every once in awhile, but after the order, she trembled a bit and started to walk again. She had been walking continuously since she came into the tomb.
She was lucky so far, but if there were any traps ahead, she would die for sure.
Rather than searching for traps, her treatment was more akin to the way canaries were used by miners. Eruya’s team consisted of Eruya and three elf slaves with distinct skills, — ranger, cleric and druid. Using someone who possessed detection skills as a mining canary was an unreasonable order to give.
But Eruya had his own reasons. It was simply that he was tired of the elf who was walking at the front.
Many would be surprised if they heard it. Not for moral reasons, but for monetary reasons.
Slaves from the Slane Theocracy were not cheap. Especially elves, whose prices varied drastically depending on their appearance or skills. Elves were normally expensive enough to make one’s eyes pop out and were traded at price far beyond the capabilities of an average person.
An elf with skills would go for around the same price as a weapon imbued with special magic. Even for Eruya, they were not something he could buy willy-nilly.
But since Eruya took all of ‘Tenmu’s payment for himself, he could make up for the losses quickly if the quests went well. Thus, he didn’t care if one of them died after he got tired of them.
Next time, I should get one with larger breasts.
Eruya thought that while looking at the back of the elf who slowly walked forward.
I like how they scream when I squeeze their breasts hard.
Because this quest was a joint operation between multiple teams, he couldn’t bed the elves for a few days. No one would have grounds to complain if he did, but jealousy could trigger all sorts of unpleasant events. Eruya had enough common sense as a worker to realize what kind of loss in profit the problems might lead to.
Eruya’s pent up lust made him harbour alternative thoughts.
No, maybe I should get someone like that woman.
The one who came into Eruya’s mind was a member of “Foresight”. The half-elf who had looked at Eruya with hate-filled eyes.
She was truly an annoying woman.
There was a small girl beside her in that party, but Eruya could understand that the small child couldn’t help but look at him with open hostility. It was common for women not to understand men’s desires, and especially for someone of her age, it would be understandable for her to have a certain disdain for sexual acts. But it was not acceptable for lower life forms to look at humans with such eyes.
Just the thought brought out the anger in Eruya’s face.
I want to beat that annoying face until it can’t resist anymore…
For elven slaves, they were broken with all kinds of methods before being delivered to the customer. There was no way elf slaves would show much resistance.