After the slave owners went bankrupt, they all wanted to keep me as a mistress.

Hey, this young master is quite generous. Actually, he only spent 17,000 gold coins on these three storage rings.

I made a lot of money this time!

"My lord, these two bottles of potions are a gift from me."

Seeing Mu Qiu's generosity, the old slave trader also became generous. He took out two bottles of potions, one red and one blue, from his pocket, handed them over, and whispered:

"Don't underestimate this gold-grade potion. It's a dark potion that's banned from the market! One bottle diluted with water will put both men and women into a state of heightened sensitivity. If you use the whole bottle, even a gold-grade professional won't be able to handle it. And if you use another bottle, your sensitivity will increase more than tenfold!"

Regardless of gender?

Vera, standing behind Mu Qiu, twitched her pointed ears under her cloak and stared intently at the two bottles of potions.

"Well, I'll take it then."

Mu Qiu didn't stand on ceremony and put the item into his storage ring, then handed the other storage ring to Vera behind him.

"Vera, you happen to need a storage ring, so I'll give you this one."

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Chapter Thirty-Four: What? Master wants me to use a magic potion on him?

Just as Mu Qiu was about to put away the storage ring containing two bottles of "Dark Magic Potions," a system notification sounded in his mind.

[Ding! The host has used system funds to purchase a storage ring.]

[This storage ring represents 40% of the value in this purchase. The total system funds you paid were 50,000 gold coins. If you privatize this storage ring, 20,000 gold coins will be deducted from your personal wealth, and 20,000 gold coins will be returned to you from the system funds.]

"You little rascal, you really don't let anyone glitch through even the slightest bug!"

Mu Qiu originally wanted to take advantage of this package purchase opportunity to use public funds for private purposes and get himself a storage ring.

But the system didn't give him any chance to exploit the bug.

The resources purchased using system funds are all used to invest in the slaves.

If it is not used by a slave, but for his personal use, then he must pay an equivalent amount of his personal wealth.

Using system funds to get a storage ring for free is quite appealing, but he wouldn't be willing to spend his personal wealth to buy it.

Mu Qiu sighed inwardly and simply handed the storage ring to Vera as well.

"Vera, you can take this first."

Well?

Just now, did they put two bottles of dark potion into this ring?

Vera took the storage ring from Mu Qiu and her heart skipped a beat.

this......

What does it mean?

The first storage ring that her master just gave her was probably a daily necessity as a reward.

But the master also gave her this storage ring. Could it be that... the master didn't want her to use it, but rather wanted her to use it for the master?

Does the master want a more passive approach?

As the thought popped into her mind, Vera suddenly had a flash of insight and realized the truth.

Just say it!

Her master always called her a vulgar elf and remained indifferent to her every time. Even Vera occasionally couldn't help but wonder if her thoughts were really that vulgar.

Now she can stick to her own judgment.

—That's right, that lewd guy is the master!

The master wasn't truly uninterested in her; rather, he had been suppressing his desires. Even while in the carriage, he wanted her to roll her eyes, stick out her tongue, and make "oh ho ho ho" sounds, but he didn't take any action.

This is because the owner doesn't prefer the proactive type, but rather the passive type.

The master had been waiting for the moment when she would willingly submit to him.

Of course, this is impossible.

She is Vera, an elf; how could she possibly submit to lowly humans?

Those elves are completely corrupted, aren't they?

However, while it is absolutely impossible for them to submit to their master in spirit, being conquered in body is inevitable.

Vera was prepared for this, after all, the purpose of buying a capable elf girl like her was to make use of her talents, right?

If it weren't for the fact that she makes that snoring sound every night, there would be no point in buying her, right?

Reality is not a fairy tale. The only reason to spend a lot of money to buy an elf slave, besides using her talents to satisfy the master's desires, is to pry open her mouth and find out the whereabouts of the forbidden book.

She was just a silver-level elven mage, not a particularly powerful or outstanding genius mage.

Apart from her beauty and the forbidden book, everything else about her is insignificant.

That's why Vera hoped that her master would be more forceful towards her in the private box, in the carriage, and in the inn, so that her body would get used to his scent and she would make gurgling sounds every night.

But the owner did not do that.

—If the master's target wasn't her, then it could only be that forbidden book.

That was the last thing Vera wanted to see.

She was just a slave, but her master always treated her as an independent individual, never beating or scolding her as he would a slave. On the contrary, even when she talked back to her master several times, he never got angry...

Please, you can have whatever you want from me, but I just don't want that banned book.

Please ask me for anything, whatever it may be, just let me know what you want from me.

Now, Vera finally knows the answer.

That's her.

Among the "human history books" that the merchant sold her were stories of young noblemen and their elven maids.

In these stories, the noble young masters are the passive party, while the elven maids are the active party.

"Really, so the lewd master has such desires."

Vera felt relieved after finding the answer in her heart.

The fact that the master specifically gave her those two bottles of dark potions this time was certainly not because the master didn't want to wear the storage ring; rather, it was an implication that she should use those two bottles of dark potions.

But if I were to drug my master, wouldn't that violate the terms of the contract?

Unless the master secretly modifies the contract's details, allowing her to secretly add a potion to the master's water and attack him, she won't violate the contract's protective clauses...

At this thought, Vera's heart suddenly started beating faster.

If that's the case, then I can completely verify what my master's purpose is.

If the master's goal is to ban books, then drugging the master would definitely have no effect, right?

But if her master's purpose was truly as she suspected, even if she secretly added a potion to her master's water glass and made a gurgling sound in her master's room—

That would not violate the clause in the contract that "the contractor cannot be attacked".

That's right, it's something that's easy to verify.

Vera couldn't think of any reason why she wouldn't drug her master.

Whether it was because her master specifically gave her this storage ring containing two bottles of dark potions, or because it was to verify her master's purpose, she would have to use these two bottles of potions.

If the master hasn't tampered with the contract, and the clause about "not being able to attack the contract holder" still applies, the potion's effects will disappear under the contract's influence.

However, if the master really modifies the details of the contract, he doesn't need to add too much dosage. Just a little bit of the potion mixed into the water would be enough to make an unemployed person like the master react.

"But which bottle is the magic potion that will get the master into the state?"

When Vera came to her senses, she belatedly realized something—she had been so preoccupied with thinking about the dark potion that she hadn't heard the conversation between the old slave trader and his master.

"Then let's use a little from both bottles."

"The dosage needs to be reduced. Master's magic is very weak; we can't let Master get hurt..."

Chapter Thirty-Five: You're all runaway cats, not bad cats who stay at home, right?

Unaware that a certain lewd elf girl was secretly adjusting the dosage of the potion, Mu Qiu was signing his name on a master-servant contract with a quill pen.

"My lord, congratulations! These tiger-striped orange cat demi-humans and the red fox demi-human inside are all yours."

The old slave trader bowed and scraped, his wrinkled face beaming with smiles. He shakily pulled a rusty brass key from his pocket and turned to walk toward the iron cage, the keychain at his waist jingling.

"These are all top-quality goods that haven't been touched by anyone yet. You've really struck gold this time, sir. I'll open them for you right away..."

The old man's withered fingers trembled as he inserted the key into the lock, and the iron cage slowly opened with a piercing creak.

The cats in the cage immediately perked up their ears, their orange tails swaying uneasily, and they let out low growls.

"ha--!"

"Quiet! Who wants to claim today's free ten-pull?"

When faced with this group of demi-human slaves, the old slave trader, who had been hunched over just moments before, suddenly straightened his back, raised his leather whip, and cracked it in the air with a loud flick.

The whip tip grazed the cheek of the cat-like creature in the front row, leaving a faint red mark on her face.

Several of the younger cat-like beings shrank back, staring at the whip with a hint of fear in their eyes.

The older cat-like beings remained silent, but also stopped hissing. Their eyes, however, were still filled with resentment and anger as they stared at the old slave trader.

Mu Qiu frowned slightly, and without making a sound, took a step forward, blocking the old slave trader and the cage.

"enough."

His voice wasn't loud, but it made the old man, who had just straightened up, immediately bend back down, sheepishly put away his whip, and retreat to the side like an old dog with its tail between its legs.

"Yes, yes... Please, sir."

The group of cat-like beings in the cage stared warily at Mu Qiu, their cat eyes gleaming with a wild light.

"Give me the key."

Mu Qiu stretched out his hand, palm facing up.

The old slave trader paused for a moment, then respectfully placed the key in Mu Qiu's hand and whispered a warning, "Sir, please be very careful, these wild cats are quite ferocious..."

Although master-servant contracts can prevent slaves from harming their masters, this restriction can be circumvented.

For example, indirectly damaging surrounding buildings to harm the master, or entrusting others to drug the master... as long as you don't do it yourself, the protection clause of the master-servant contract will not be triggered.

For example, spitting on its owner's face.

This method is not very harmful, but it is extremely insulting.

After all, contracts are not a panacea.

The contract itself does not possess powerful magic, but it can establish an invisible bridge between the two parties to the contract and the Libra goddess who governs contracts and laws, and is therefore imbued with a trace of divine power.

Once the power of the contracting party becomes too great, the divine power contained in the contract can no longer protect the contracting party or forcefully command the contracting party. In this case, the contract becomes a piece of waste paper and can no longer play any substantial binding role.

In addition to protecting the rights and interests of both parties through the divine power attached to the contract paper itself.

The goddess Noctis will also punish those who break the contract as a form of retribution.

However, this does not include master-servant contracts.

Perhaps it is because these master-servant contracts are all unfair. As the goddess of Libra who is in charge of contracts and laws, although she acknowledges the enforceability of master-servant contracts and protects the rights of slave owners, she will not punish slaves who violate the terms of the contract.

Mu Qiu knew these things because he had seen a book about the Libra goddess in a bookstore in Blackstone Town.

—According to unofficial historical records, when Libra Goddess was still a mortal, she was once a demi-human slave. Therefore, she always showed favoritism towards these slaves. Even when they took advantage of loopholes to harm the slave owners who bullied them, she never punished them with divine retribution.