A Demon, A Giant, and an Elf

Chapter 9 – A Demon, A Giant, and an Elf

Entering the Slave Market

The slave merchant's hall was a massive underground structure, stretching far beyond what the surface suggested. Dimly lit torches flickered against the cold stone walls, casting eerie shadows over the rows of iron-barred cages.

Inside these cages, dozens of slaves sat, stood, or knelt—each with varying expressions of despair, resignation, or hollow indifference. Some were barely clothed, their bodies marked with scars, while others seemed healthier, awaiting their fate in silence.

As soon as Edric entered, a wealthy-looking merchant stepped forward, bowing deeply.

"Ah, Young Master Edric!" The man's voice was laced with obsequious flattery. "It is an honor to have you in my humble establishment. How may I assist you today?"

Edric waved a hand lazily. "Cut the crap. I want to browse."

The merchant chuckled nervously. "Of course, of course! Please, take your time."

Safina followed beside Edric, her expression neutral, but he noticed her stealing occasional glances at the suffering slaves.

Edric smirked. "What? Feeling sorry for them?"

She hesitated. "…No, Master. I just—"

"If you want, I can buy one for you too," he said offhandedly.

She blinked, clearly caught off guard. "Master… there's no need—"

"It's an order," he said, cutting her off. "Pick someone who can help you."

She looked like she wanted to protest, but in the end, she nodded quietly.

With that, they continued deeper into the market.

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The Succubus – A Dangerous Beauty

Edric passed by rows of human slaves, beastkin, even some elves. But none of them caught his interest.

Then, he entered a small, dimly lit room at the far end of the market.

And that's when he saw her.

Chained to the wall with heavy enchanted shackles was a succubus.

Or at least… what remained of one.

She looked half-dead. Her body was emaciated, her once-glossy violet hair now dull and tangled. Her crimson eyes were dim, lifeless. Her dark horns and bat-like wings drooped in exhaustion.

The merchant beside Edric sighed. "Ah, that one… I wouldn't recommend her, Young Master."

Edric turned to him with a raised brow. "Oh? Why not?"

The merchant hesitated before explaining, "She was defeated by Hero Leon himself. After her loss, she was captured and sold. But no one dares to buy her—either out of fear or because they see no value in her anymore."

"The hero himself defeated her?" Safina whispered, clearly shocked.

"Indeed," the merchant nodded. "And now, she's nothing but a broken, powerless shell."

Edric stepped closer.

The succubus barely reacted.

"You," he said.

Her eyelids fluttered weakly, lifting just enough to stare at him.

Her lips parted slightly. "…Oh?"

Suddenly—

A shift.

In an instant, her entire presence changed.

Her body filled out, curves returning in a heartbeat. Her hair regained its silky luster. Her eyes glowed with unholy temptation.

Even in chains, she looked like a goddess of sin.

She smirked, tilting her head. "Do you want to buy me, Master?"

Edric matched her smirk. "That depends. Why are you so weak?"

She sighed dramatically. "I haven't had any essence in weeks. You see, succubi get stronger by… well, you know." She licked her lips suggestively.

"Is that so?" Edric mused.

"Mm. So," she purred, leaning as close as her chains would allow, "if you want me at full power, I'll need… regular 'meals.'"

Edric chuckled. "Once a week."

She pouted. "Only once?"

"Take it or leave it."

After a moment, she sighed. "Fine. It's better than nothing."

Edric turned to the merchant. "Bring the contract."

A few moments later, he signed the slave contract, setting clear conditions:

1. She would obey all of his orders.

2. She could refuse only if she had a reasonable excuse.

3. She was required to serve him in bed once a week.

The contract glowed, binding her to him.

The moment the deal was sealed, her chains snapped open.

She stretched luxuriously, her wings flexing. "Mmm… finally free. Master, I can't wait for our first 'session.'"

Edric grinned. "We'll see."

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The Ogre – A Towering Warrior

As Edric walked further, another figure caught his eye.

A massive, eight-foot-tall ogre girl sat in a reinforced cage, arms crossed, glaring at everyone with pure contempt.

Her muscular body was wrapped in only a few torn cloths.

The merchant sighed. "Young Master, I must warn you—this one is extremely difficult to control."

Edric smirked. "Perfect."

He approached the cage. "Hey, big girl."

The ogre snapped her golden eyes toward him, snarling. "What do you want, weakling?"

Edric chuckled. "To own you."

She barked a laugh. "Tch. No man can tame me!"

Edric's grin widened. "Then I guess I'll just have to break you in."

Her eyes narrowed. "…Try me."

The contract was signed under similar conditions as the succubus.

And just like that, the ogre girl became his.

As her shackles were removed, she stood, towering over him.

Edric smirked up at her. "Kneel."

For a moment, she hesitated.

Then, her body moved against her will.

She dropped to her knees, glaring up at him. "You bastard…"

Edric reached out, tilting her chin up.

"Get used to it," he said smoothly.

Her cheeks turned slightly red.

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The Elf MILF – A Perfect Gift

After finishing his purchases, Edric turned to Safina.

"Now, pick one for yourself."

She hesitated. "Master, I—"

"It's an order."

With a small sigh, she walked through the market, scanning the slaves.

Then, she stopped.

There, standing quietly in a cage, was an elf woman.

Her long, silver hair cascaded down her back. Her soft, mature curves were barely hidden under a ragged dress. Her deep green eyes held a quiet sadness.

Safina turned to Edric. "Master, I want this one."

Edric raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

"Her name is Alia Eryndor. She was abandoned by her people for loving a human—back when such relationships were forbidden."

Edric's eyes widened slightly. "Wait, that was like… 600 years ago."

"Yes," Safina nodded. "She's over a thousand years old."

Edric smirked. "An ancient elf MILF, huh?"

Safina's face burned. "M-Master!"

Edric just laughed. "Alright, I'll buy her."

The contract was signed, and Alia became Safina's personal servant.

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As they walked out of the market, Edric looked over his three new acquisitions.

A seductive succubus, a towering ogre warrior, and a mature elf.

He grinned.

Tonight had been a very, very productive day.