Chapter 27

To Yínzi Hé City

 

-POV Puta Kara-

Our Master¹some languages have many nuances and variations of master. I'll only use 2: master is like 'boss or teacher' while Master is 'VERY RESPECTED boss or teacher' gave us some important instructions. All the slaves will sell themselves at an auction. We'll make sure to get the best price for them and bring the money back to our Master. To that end, I must keep them safe, well fed, overall healthy. And prevent them from having their female virginity taken by any means, at least before then. Along with a few other specific instructions on how to acclomplish all this.

After the auction, well that's another story. And apparently the primary use Master had in mind from the beginning.

We were entrusted a good-sized purse as well as a pile of good weapons to ensure this.

Also, Master entrusted all four of us wolf sisters as Commanders over the rest. The eldest, and Level 3, chose the name Doko for herself, the others Nani and Dare.

Since we are supposed to get the best price we reasonably can, we'll have to go to a real city to put them up for auction instead of just a mere town. The nearest city to the edge of Master's forest, where we parted ways, is Yínzi Hé City.²used google translate. should be chinese for 'silver river' This city is near 3 branches of the 7 major sects. They should be willing to fork over a fortune over these ladies.(snicker)

I can't help but laugh inside every time I think about what kind of 'men' they grew up to be. Now they're not *JUST* men anymore, they're 'WOmen'.

Anyway, the journey to Yínzi Hé City will take us past 4 small towns and one large one. And it is over 1300 kilometers away. Luckily there is a good road the whole way. So with 5 stops, and everyone being at least Tier 1 Level 5, we can travel quickly enough to reach the next town each day without a problem. That way we don't have to stop in any villages.³a reminder: cultivation worlds are much bigger than normal worlds, but are not like the super-earths as you've heard of on science shows. more like if Earth was bigger than Jupiter, but otherwise the same - - gravity, hours/day, days/year, air pressure, etc. The reason for this has been determined but the conversation that explains this has yet to be prepared. And that's why a piddly little 'kingdom' is bigger than all of Europe. While any 'Empire' would make Ghengis Khan drool with envy.

. . .

We stopped for lunch on the first day of our journey as we reached the first 100 kilometer mark. To all our surprise, as we were cooking, 7 of the slaves plus myself and sister Dare all rose up a Level in our cultivation. Now I am Tier 3, Level 4 while she is Tier 2, Level 3.

This must be an extra benefit from Master's purging, right before we left. It was already a PRICELESS gift, now even better.

. . .

We marched another 120 kilometers that afternoon and reached the first town just before evening. Asking directions to an available inn, a few guards snapped out of their trance to point us toward the merchant's district. Of course they insisted on showing the way personally. All of them. I inisted on only one, chosen by a quick game of chance.

Of course a parade of 40-odd unmatched beauties stopped everyone where they stood, to simply stare. The menfolk all with greed, and moreso lust in their faces. The women with jealousy at us, and anger at their menfolk. Then the children with wonder and awe. And this filled me with pride for being able to do so. And disgust. I used to be just like those bastards not long ago. Before I met Master.

Since we were supposed to bring back as much money as we can, I decided to save a bit on expenses. I booked the 46 of us 12 double rooms (2 beds each). With a pair of slaves sharing each bed in 10 rooms. And the last 2 with us 4 sisters. We are supposed to make sure they all stay virgins, but Master didn't say anything about ourselves. I intend to put their supposedly aphodisiatic milk to the test.

But first, we needed dinner.

And that's when the problems started.

We asked for a cheap restaurant with good food.

But everyone insists that such 'pure beauties' could only eat at the best restaurant in the city.

"Sounds too expensive." So I insist on a cheap restaurant, and each time they give that same rebuttal.

(sigh) I know what I'm doing wrong. This time I ask one of the women. And she just hmmphs at me.

I don't know what I'm doing wrong. So I go looking for myself, using my powerful nose to guide me . .

I settle on a run-down shop on the edge of the merchant district. My nose knows the owner is a good chef, even if his neighbors don't seem to. When I go in, even though it is still (late) dinnertime, there are only 4 diners. With 30 tables. At least we won't have to wait long. As I ask the waiter if he has enough left for all of us, I hear sudden footsteps recede into the distance. Some of our stalkers have gone off to report back to their masters.

The waiter seems overjoyed. He quickly calls out to the kitchen, then makes sure to seat us all properly. I make sure to have a seat facing both the entrance and the kitchen. Our drinks and first course is brought out to us with little wait. And it was quite good. Then the second course is started, but . .

The sound of a few dozen horses rushing, then coming to a stop enters the shop from right outside. Dammit.

A fashionably dressed young man, with more than a slight sneer, strolls in. He comes to a stop at the nearest table of Master's slaves, scowling at their food.

Snobbish Bastard) "How about you leave this . . slop, and join me for a refreshing dinner at the-"

Me, Kara) I interrupt him as he reaches for her shoulder "Hands off the merchandise, brat." As I stand, I lay my hand on my sword's hilt.

SB) Brat scowls at me. "Don't interrupt your betters."

K) "If there were any here.." I use my gale step movement technique to get behind him in an instant, dodging all the tables and patrons in the way. "Then I might consider it."

Startled, Brat spins around to face me, stumbles, and falls on his ass. Then, without another word gets back up and rushes out the door.

I sit back down to finish my second course. When the waiter brings the third course, he stops to warn me 'that was the young master of the Dio clan, third most powerful clan of the town.' I return with 'a big fish in a small pond.'

That was when a second group of horses stopped just outside.

An extravagantly dressed young man comes inside, so richly clothed it seems gaudy to my sensibilities.

Foppish Bastard) "Would any of you lovely ladies like to visit-"

K) "They are for sale, but not in a crappy little dump like this town. Now get out before your face makes me lose my dinner."

He pales, starts pointing his finger at me. Gaping like a fish out of water. When he finally finds where his voice had gone to he starts shouting at me.

FB) "How Dare You!? A Lowly Peasant, And a Mutt As Well!"⁴using this m-word to refer to beastkins is like using that n-word to refer to those of african descent

K) "A Tier 3 mutt. Who doesn't like to be called. A MUTT!" I stand again, with my hand on my sword

He flees more quickly, but less comically, than the first young bastard.

My whole entourage starts clapping.

We reach the end of the fifth course before the next interruption.

Then the door flies inward off its hinges.

"WHO DARES THREATEN MY SON?"

I intercept the door before it can do more damage as a projectile.

K) "Was your son the first bastard who tried to damage my Master's property before their sale? Or the second bastard who tried to steal them?"

Furious Man) (blink) "I don't care about your false accusations!"

K) "And I don't care about your false accusations either. But you should care about my real ones."

FM) "My son doesn't lie!"

K) "BWAAHAAAHAAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAAHAHAHAAAHAAAHAHAHAAHAAAHAHAHAAAHAHAAHAHAHAAAA!!!" I wipe the tear from my eye. "That was hilarious!"

FM) (gaping like a fish)

K) "Oh, I recognise that expression. You're the father of the second bastard. Don't worry, maybe the next one will turn out okay. Seriously though, I and my sisters (gesture toward the other 3 wolf beastkin) were tasked by our Master to escort these 40-odd VIRGIN SLAVES to be sold at auction. Your town is too small to properly host this, so we were just passing through to a city. You and your son are welcome to follow and bid if you'd like. After that it's none of my business. But for now, anyone who tries to 'seduce them away' will be considered my enemy."

FM) . . "You damn BITCH!" He rushes toward me, face full of hate. And hand filled with saber.

It would probably be troublesome to kill this stubborn, stupid father of a bastard. But still not as bad as it would be to let him act as he pleases. So long as I can subdue him that's fine, but I won't let any of us get hurt for that. Gale steps lets me dodge to his backside where I grab his wrist. Then I wrench it around as I pull his weapon from his grasp. He still tries to fight me, so I snap my arm to the side. *Snapping* his forearm in the middle. Then use my claws to pierce the back of his knees.

PK) "Low Tier 2. If you were truly strong, you wouldn't be confined to this small town." Then I drag him out to the street. "I hope that's the last of the interruptions?" Then return inside to hopefully finish my meal in peace. I hand the waiter 5 gold taels, "For your trouble. We'll pay for the meal when we're done."

. . (amateur sexy time spoiler warning)

. . an hour later,

Eventually the aphrodisiac effect wears off. About a tea-time (15-20 mins) later, I'm barely able to stand up. I REALLY want to have another go, but Master's commands are absolute. I make it to the other room a little after they finish up and order them to rest, so we can march tomorrow.

. . .

Today we made it out another 100 kilometers before lunch.

Another 17 of the slaves have risen by one Level as well as my other 2 sisters. Now the weakest of them is Tier 1, Level 6. While Nani and Dare are Tier 2, Level 3 and 4. Since they're stronger now, we should be able to march a bit faster.

. . .

And another 140 kilometers in the afternoon.

To avoid a similar set of troubles in this town, I arrange a message to the town lord as well as the patriarch of each of the next 3 largest clans. "We are tasked by our Master to sell his virgin slaves at auction in the city. Each one is at lowest Tier 1, Level 6. You are welcome to ask for more details if you are interested." and had it sent off as soon as we found a good inn for the night.

This worked. We didn't have any problems being interrupted during our dinner. Then we had a pleasant chat over tea with four young lords and two butlers.

Our night was spent just like the first. I'm so lucky to be Master's slave.