Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem - Chapter 10

Chapter 10: Average Slave Price List
The vendor smiles. “Yes, indeed. All slaves here are bound by powerful magic to ensure they obey their masters. It’s a contract formed by those of us who have a high level in the Slave Merchant class, a contract that prevents rebellion and ensures loyalty. It’s perfectly safe and reliable.”

I nod, taking in his words. “Can you tell me more about the demi-humans? What skills do they typically have?”

He gestures towards the demi-human section of his stall. “Demi-humans are quite versatile. Many have enhanced physical abilities due to their animalistic traits. They can be excellent fighters, trackers, or even workers, depending on their background and training. For example, the dog-kin over there is known for his strength and sharp senses, making him a formidable combatant. The rat-kin is quick and agile, perfect for tasks requiring speed and stealth. And the rabbit-girl has a keen sense of hearing and can detect danger from afar. Some of them are also exotic bed warmers that demand a premium price from customers should the young master wish to open up a slave brothel. They can also thrive in such a place because beast-kin tend to have more endurance than humans. A few punches here and there doesn’t even phase them and even if they get injured they regenerate quite fast.”

Oh boy. Being a sex slave sounds like a lovely way to live one’s life, I must say.

“Thank you for the information,” I say. “I’ll need some time to consider my options.”

The vendor nods, understanding. “Take your time, young master. A wise choice can make all the difference.”

With that, I step back and continue to explore the market, my mind racing with possibilities.

After an hour of wandering around I’ve seen most stalls and inspected their offerings, I feel confident in creating an average price list estimate.

Crippled good-for-nothings: 1-5 silver

Simple manual laborers: ~25 silver

Well-built manual laborers (with above-average strength): ~50 silver

House servants: ~25-100 silver, varying by experience and appearance

Sex slaves: ~25-300 silver, with young, beautiful elves reaching over 10 gold (1,000 silver)

Combat slaves: Low-level fighters start at 1 gold, with those above level 10 costing 3-5 gold, and those above level 20 easily exceeding 15 gold. Mages cost significantly more than non-magic classes.

The most expensive slaves are those with both combat and sexual skills, often doubling their price. Young elves also demand a hefty premium due to their longevity, serving for generations if well-kept.

Unless I want to waste my money to house and feed a crippled old man or woman I can’t afford anything here, but it was definitely worth the time and effort to come here. I gained a lot of information and also had the chance to experience such a surreal, otherworldly place.

As I leave through the gates, my attention is caught by a large mansion that also deals with slaves. The sign above the entrance reads “House of Aleron.” In contrast to the chaotic and dirty market stalls, this establishment appears to be both elegant and neat, emitting an aura of refinement and affluence. The well-preserved front of the mansion that’s featuring large columns and carefully designed gardens, stands out among the other buildings in the place.

Even though I know I don’t have the money for anything, my curiosity compels me to take a look. I boldly climb up the stone stairs and push through the weighty wooden doors. The inside is as magnificent as I imagined: shiny marble floors, detailed tapestries, and stylish chandeliers emitting a cozy, inviting light. There are no slaves visible in the market; the only person I notice is an elderly woman cleaning the floor.

A well-dressed attendant greets me with a courteous bow. “Welcome to the House of Aleron. How may I assist you today?” he asks with a practiced smile.

“Thanks, but I’m just browsing.”

“That’s completely fine with us, however, our goal is to offer a personalized and confidential experience for our potential customers. If you come with me, I’ll lead you to a private room where one of our merchants will meet you soon.”

Impressed by the top-notch service, I accept and soon find myself trailing behind the staff member through a hallway adorned with luxury. He guides me to a n elegant, secluded space decorated with cushioned couches and a petite table. Soft lighting in the room contributes to a calming ambiance, complementing the tasteful decor.

“Please feel at home. My coworker will be with you in a moment.” The attendant stated while gesturing towards the seats.

I do as told and patiently wait all the while admiring the sophisticated atmosphere of the room. A few minutes later the door opens and a man in stylish clothing walks in. He possesses a crisp, business-like presence and holds a leather-bound notebook in his right hand.

“Good day, young sir. I am Marcus Aleron, one of the senior merchants here at House of Aleron. How can I assist you today?”

Oh, is this a family business?

“I’m interested in learning more about the slaves you have available.” I reply, aiming for composure. “Though I’m not currently in a position to buy, I’d like to understand the skills and backgrounds they possess.”

Marcus nods understandingly as he takes a seat on the sofa positioned in front of mine with the table standing between us. “Of course. We cater to a wide range of needs and can provide slaves with various skills and expertise. Could you specify any particular qualities or abilities you’re looking for?”

I ponder for a moment. “I’m interested in individuals who could serve in both combat and support roles. Perhaps someone with healing abilities or proficiency in melee combat.”

Making a note in his ledger, Marcus responds, “We have a few candidates who might meet your criteria. Would you like to see their profiles?”

“Yes, please,” I reply.

He opens the ledger and begins describing several slaves, each with their painted portrait accompanying their details: