Reincarnated as the fourth son of a noble and tamed an SS-rank dragon-Chapter 47: Slaves

Arriving at his mansion, Darius was surprised by Orphelia’s tight embrace, she smothered him with her breasts, but he didn’t mind.

She seemed very happy to see that he was okay, even though everyone had warned her that this would happen, she still expected the worst.

"I’ve brought you some presents," Darius said as he sat down on the sofa.

"Presents?"

"Consider it the spoils of war, I ended up defeating the bandits that the Baron..." he tried to remember their names. "I have no idea what his name was, but I remember he sold paper. I managed to defeat him and get these presents, I hope you all like them.

He took out some jewels and gave them to Amanda, Orphelia, Kaly, Zenith, and San. San was afraid to accept it, but she ended up accepting a ring.

"So you mean we..."

"No, it just means that I gave you a present."

"What’s wrong with marrying her?" Orphelia asked. "She’s very pretty, status isn’t everything, just get married and fill me with grandchildren."

"I won’t elaborate too much, but I’m not getting married yet."

"But you’re already of legal age for marriage."

"No, actually I can only get engaged, marriage only after I’m 15," said Julian.

"I’ll carry on with the presents."

He took out some paintings and asked for them to be hung on the wall. Then he took out some vases and a statue.

"Whatever you don’t want, sell it or give it to someone. I’m not sure what to do with it."

Finally, he gave his father a gold tie clip; he had several precious stones.

"Being kidnapped has its advantages," he said laughing.

"Did you get any more items?"

"Some, I got more than 5,000 gold coins. I’ll use it for a few things."

Lucian was curious what he would use his money for, but didn’t ask any questions.

The next day Darius was woken up, noises were heard outside, and it sounded like a big attack. But it was only Zenith and Kaly training.

Darius looked outside and stared at the sky, the sun was in a position that indicated it wasn’t early. He ended up sleeping a lot and was frustrated that no one had woken him up earlier.

Kaly let him sleep a little longer, she felt he needed it. After a while, he gave in and asked her to accompany him. Lucian stared out of the window.

Slave trading was common, and it was different from what Darius had imagined, in his mind, he had imagined people standing around being displayed, and the potential buyer would enter the store and stare and then choose. But it was different, the store looked like a house, and the slaves were wearing ordinary clothes and were of different races, ages, and genders.

He was sitting on a sofa and a maid was serving tea.

"You’re too young to have a slave, don’t you think?" The saleswoman asked.

"Yes, but by law I can, I have a merchant’s license from the Guild, as well as being affiliated with the Adventurers’ Guild, which gives me a provisional adult identity," he said as he showed her his credentials.

Because of his age, he couldn’t own a slave, but by law, high-level associates of the Guilds can circumvent this rule.

Adventurer IDs from B-rank upwards give a provisional adult license, and being affiliated with the Merchant’s Guild indicates that the person is at least able to support themselves. He could own a slave.

"You’re right, I’m sorry about that," she said as she handed over the credentials. Kaly noticed, but let it go, it was part of the market.

"We want three slaves."

"Would you prefer them to be women?"

"Yes."

"When we make a contract with slaves, there’s a limit to what each one wants to do. Going against that limit ends the contract, so I need to know. Do you want to have sex with all three of them?"

Darius wasn’t expecting this question.

"Or do you only want one or two sexual partners?"

"I don’t want that, I need some jobs like cleaning the house, making food, and helping me with sales. I have a store and now I’ve opened a stall, so for now I need them to help me sell."

"But what about sex?"

"I don’t want to."

"You say that now, but you can always change your mind. Of course, if they like you it would be permissible, but going against their wishes would end the contract. That’s why they can refuse sex."

"I’m aware, I only want maids."

"All right, I’m sorry if I thought something wrong, but every day some man comes in here wanting a mistress to be his maid."

Darius asked the saleswoman to explain how enslavement magic worked. It wasn’t magic, but a pact; a series of obligations were signed. Women who didn’t want sex could refuse, and if the owner used force, the pact would end and she could run away. This in itself didn’t protect the slaves, who ended up being sold again to another merchant.

But it worked as a way of preventing some abuses, often not effectively.

"I just have one request, can they be about 15 years old?"

"Why is that?" Darius asked.

"As we’re going to be working together, it would be good if they were young and I could teach them magic, so we could be of more use. Don’t you need the drinks to be cold?"

"You’re right."

"I’ll do a check, wait for me for a few minutes. You can order more tea and cookies."

The saleswoman was taking her time, and Darius was already full of tea.

She returned with two blue-haired girls and one with green hair. Darius remembered a light novel: if the other girl had red hair, he would have three wives just like the protagonist. If the green-haired girl was an elf and had a grandmother, then he would be in the book.

The two blue-haired ones looked like sisters.

"These are Lilian, Deb, and Naph. They can do the work you want and Lilian and Naph are willing to have sex whenever you want."

"But I already said that... forget it." He paused as he realized there was no point in denying it any longer. "It’ll be a pleasure to have you working with me," he said, raising his hand in greeting. But they were surprised and he gave up.

Each one cost 30 gold coins. The price was proportional to where the slaves came from. Those captured in battle were cheaper, and those in debt were more expensive. All three were considered average. Each one was sold by her parents, which was common in the Kingdom and in other countries. Poor families end up selling their children, especially girls, as they are worth more money.

To prevent the slaves from being violent towards the owner, they were given a bracelet, and if they failed to comply with the owner’s request, they were shocked. If they attacked the master, they could end up dying from the force. It all depended on the seriousness of the infraction. This was very complex and Darius was full of questions, but he kept quiet, he just wanted to get back to his house and start preparing for the sale.

For the pact, a little blood from each participant was used, then the terms were read out and everyone accepted. Darius made the payment and everyone went to the mansion.

"You’ve brought me more daughters-in-law, you’re wasting no time. Soon I’ll have so many grandchildren that maybe we should buy a bigger mansion." Orphelia was very excited. "Slaves are great partners, but I want them to be treated well, if I know you’ve used force, I’ll have to use force against you. Besides, you need to decide which one you’re going to marry first."

The slaves stared at his mother, Deb was afraid and hid behind Lilian. She was the youngest, only 11 years old.

Aeris was 9 and looked at the situation with some disapproval. Before, she had seen Darius as an example, but gradually she began to consider that he was turning into a lecher.

"You’ve got it wrong, they’re just the new employees at my food stall."

"You say that now, but then I doubt you’ll be able to resist these girls," Orphelia said as she approached Darius’ ear. "I’ll be your first partner, you promised that and you’ll keep it."

Hearing this gave Darius goosebumps, in the future it really did happen, but that’s beside the point at the moment.

He took the three of them into the kitchen and slowly taught them how the food was prepared, they were attentive and repeated the dishes and then they were served to Orphelia, Amanda, and Aeris. Lucian was not at the mansion. They served as evaluators. In the end, they tasted the dishes.

"Since they like it, I want you to go take a shower and then we’ll go to a store to buy some clothes. Then we’ll sell today’s food, you’re just going to help."

"Buy clothes? We don’t have any money," said Naph.

"I know, that’s why I’m going to pay, don’t worry about it, I’ll pay you soon."

"Pay us?"

"Yes, I don’t want anyone working for free, that would be exploitation."

"But that’s literally the meaning of slave."

"Don’t say that, apologize," Lilian asked Deb.

"I’m sorry for speaking so rudely."

"It’s okay, don’t worry about it, just go take a shower. Kaly will help you."

"You don’t want to see us shower?"

"What do you mean?"

"Wouldn’t it be natural for the master to see the slave girls washing?" Naph asked.

"I don’t know, but I don’t want to..."

"He’s going and I want you to wash his body," Orphelia said. "No, I’d better bathe him and do the first test and then I’ll leave him with you, so you can fill me up with grandchildren."

Amanda wondered how far Orphelia was capable of going, but this was common among nobles and even commoners. In a way, incest was seen as natural, so it was expected that they would both do it.

After their bath, Darius came in with his mother and it took much longer than expected. He seemed lighter and happier. They all knew what had happened.