As the two lady elves were chattering away about their newly found topic, two stories directly above them, two noblemen were sipping tea from teacups as they chatted with the Countess. They were from the House Denares, which is a strong noble family residing in the capital.
The Countess herself was feeling annoyed and awkward at them leering at her blatantly. They weren't even hiding the fact that they were looking at her body openly.
One of her maids was filling the guests' teacups. When she bent down to serve the tea, one of the men shamelessly grabbed her ass. As she was filling their tea, he was groping her ass, as if this was his own house and she was his property. The Countess became furious internally.
But even though she was cursing and stabbing the man in her mind, she couldn't let it show on her face. House Denares was much more powerful and influential than House Edger. Not only that, her husband owed a large amount to house denares. It has been long due. Even though they gave him extended time, He still hasn't been able to pay off it. She doesnt know why they have been so lenient about this. They just come here once in a while, inquire about the money as they chat away with her, and go away, only to come again. This has been going on for quite a while. Even though They could easily take this case to the court, but they havent even mentioned the court word once. It is becoming very suspicious. She is starting to feel like that they are after something else.
It is very common for many high raking noble houses to fall through debt collectors harassment. But they are not only being friendly, they never raised their voice even once. Which is very unlikely to happen. As they are known in the capital as the House Killer. Whenever any house owns them something, they not only collect it, they make sure, that house never dares to put their leg on the capital city.
"So, Miss Teressa, I see Count isnt in the house today either. You should remind him again about the contract, Miss Teressa. It has been far too delayed according to the due date the Count himself had signed in the contract."
'There it is.' Teressa thought to herself.
"He shouldnt make us wait any more than it has already been. We waited for a year After all, it is a large amount of money even for a Count's household," the man with the hat and glass, said as he sipped his tea casually.
"Yes, I will let him know, Marquess Denares. The Count even told me yesterday that today he is going to sign a large contract. I am sure he is working hard to pay off your money. Surely you can wait a little longer for the Count to arrange the money and pay off your debt, obviously with the predetermined interest, can't you?" Countess Teressa replied with a forced smile.
"Of course, Miss Teressa. If you say so, we will wait a little longer..." Cutting his words short, the other person who was groping the maid spoke up, "And of course, if he can't pay, then there are other ways to settle the debt, you know." As he said this sentence, he licked his lips with tongue while looking at the Countess's bossom with wide eyes.
Kicking his leg, the Marquess spoke up again, "Please don't give any attention to his words, Miss Teressa. He is just joking. Living in the capital, he picked up some crude jokes. As his older brother, I beg your pardon." While saying this, he bowed his head a little.
"Haha. It's okay, Marquess. I don't mind. You don't have to bow your head to me." Teressa was struggling to find the right words after hearing the rude mans comment.
'What? What did that bastard just said to me? There are other ways for paying off the debt?! He surely didn't mean for me to sell my body to him, did he? Surely not that. How can a nobleman say such things to another noble lady? I must have heard wrong.' She thought, believing she must have heard wrong, as in her mind, no nobleman could directly say this type of thing to any noble lady.
After escorting them outside the house, the Countess returned to her room and called for her maid to get her a slave from the basement dungeon. After ordering this, she sat on the rolling chair, exhausted from the entire encounter with those two noblemen, not to mention the rude comment from the Marquess's brother lingering in her ear.
Back at the dungeon cell room, Eon was practicing his magic.
-STATUS-
Race: High Elf
Age: 96 years
Strength: 10
Stamina: 30
Agility: 12
Mana: 2300/3500
Insight: 18450
SP: 5
-SKILLS-
Unlocked Skill: Matter Manipulation(Lv 1: 155/1000 )
Locked Skill: Heat Manipulation(Condition: Master matter manipulation up to lv10)
Locked Skill: Spell Management(Condition: Create a new spell)
Locked Skill: Alchemy(Condition: Create a lower-grade potion)
Locked Skill: Inventory(Condition: Have objects more than the user can carry)
Locked Skill: Smithing(Condition: Melt raw ore of any metal)
Locked Skill: Crafting(Condition: Invent an item unknown to this world)
Locked Skill: Skill Shop(Condition: Master all of the unlocked skills)
"Hmm. It seems my mana storage gets bigger as I use my mana, emptying the reserves. Before it was 3000, now it expanded to 3500. Also, it costs less mana to do the same magic. Before, using magic 50 times took on average at least 1500 mana. Now it takes only 1200. It is a great discovery because as I empty my mana each time, my mana reserves will increase, but mana consumption will decrease. each time I do this, I can use more magic with my mana reserves than before. At this rate, it won't take long for me to reach Lv 2. Then my practice results will go up many folds. I will be able to use more complex magic than Lv 1 Matter Manipulation. I am already getting sick of making simple water balls and clay dolls all day. I need to learn more practical, useful magic soon. Who knows when those wicked nobles will ask for me." As Eon was thinking this, an idea suddenly formed in his mind.
"Wait a second. There is another skill I can unlock right now.
It is Alchemy. I am sure I can find some ingredients for making a poison potion in this cell right now." As soon as he thought this, he started to search for his ingredients for making the potion.
Seeing him searching for something, Elsa and Vera approached him. "What happened? What are you searching for?" Elsa asked the question.
"Oh, you are here. Find me a smaller rat and if possible, one or two cockroaches. I need them for making something."
Hearing him say those creepy creatures name, they looked at each other, stunned, searching for words to refuse the order somehow. Seeing them staring at each other without saying anything, "Hey, I am not playing around, I really need those creatures for making a poison potion. Now get me those, and fast," Eon said with a firm voice.
"But…", they grumbled to themselves for sometime. Then they started searching for what he asked.
They didn't have to search for long, as those creatures were running around them as they were talking. Vera caught one of the rat's tail and picked it up. The creature was making a screeching sound and flailing around to escape. But without hesitating, Eon made a clay hammer with his magic instantly, big enough to squash it. Taking it from her hand, he placed it on the ground and smashed it.
*Splat*
He instantly made a misshapen clay vial and scraped the blood and other liquids flowing out of the smashed creature and stored it inside the vial. As he was doing this, the other two elf were searching for cockroaches. After they found two, he did the same thing.
After his ingredients were gathered, he mixed them together and grided them together on a clay made pot.
After grinding it for some time with a clay made stick, he stored the mixture inside the new vial he made.
"I am getting good at magic. I can make many shape of clay instantly as I imagine."
After mixing them inside the vial by shaking it, a new window popped up in front of him.
-SKILL-
AlchemyLv1: 0/10
Potion gained: Low-grade poison
Description: Host can refine any substance into its purer form. Recipes will be provided for each compound after he makes its prototype.
After seeing this, he was ecstatic. He saw great potential in this skill, more than the Matter Manipulation skill in some cases. He instantly used the skill to refine the overly questionable poison he had made earlier.
As it had been some time since his first encounter with the system window, he had done some experiments with it, like getting the screen to pop up suddenly or how to get it to show a certain screen. After focusing on the low-grade poison, suddenly a new screen came out of it.
Low-grade Poison
Ingredient: Blight Rat, Blatar Roach.
Effects: Severe headaches, Vomiting blood, Diarrhea, Weakness.
Use the skill on the object in front of the Host. Y\N
Right after focusing on the 'Y', the vial in front of him glowed a little. The content inside it shrunk almost half of its original amount, as if it suddenly became more concentrated, or all impurities got out of it, leaving only the real poison.
Seeing how the skill works, Eon had a big smile as it worked just the way he thought it would.
Just as this skill was done, two guards suddenly came down. Opening the gate of their cell, one of them grabbed Eon's right arm and pulled him up. Just before the guards opened the gate, Verra and Elsa informed him of their arrival, so he had enough time to hide the vial of poison he made.
They looked around for some time, as if they were searching for someone specific. They they say Eon sitting on a corner of the cell bending his knee.
They came to him and grabbed his arms pulling him up. With force they pulled him out of the cell's gate.
"Hey, what's the big idea? Where are you taking me? Can't you just tell me before you yank me out like this? It hurts, you know." Eon raised his voice at the guard who was grabbing his arm.
"Heh. Look at this kid, shouting at me." The guard was taken aback by Eon's behavior.
Another guard said, "Haha. Maybe he needs some more beating, like before. You have been going easy on him lately. Maybe that's the reason for this rebellion."
"Yeah, tell me about it. I thought after his last beating he had become more docile, but it seems I was mistaken. Elf slaves seems to behave well after a good beating, but it only lasts so long. It is certainly hard to maintain them regularly." As he was about to hit Eon, he glared at him. His eyes spoke for him, 'If you laid a single touch on me, your hands will be chopped off.'
Seeing the expression on Eon's face, the guard became more enraged than before. He was about to kick him hard but they had already reached up the basement dungeon onto the mansion's long corridor. Many eyes were watching here. So he refrained form kicking him now. Cause without their master's permission, the slaves were not to be hit. SO he had to wait until after they take him back at the dungeon.
"You better prepare yourself, boy. I am going to teach you how to behave right after Madam is done with you. Well, maybe I won't even get the pleasure of hitting you after Master Julius comes home and seem you with the madam. Who knows if you'll be alive after the Young Master's beating then?! Hahaha."
Hearing him mention Young Master Julius, the Count's son, beating him as if it was a natural thing to do, gave Eon a strange feeling of familiarity, as if this had happened many times. 'Is he the reason I have these many wounds and injuries all over my body? Does he beat me every time his mother have sex with me? Can it be this simple?' As he was thinking this and that, they reached the second floor of the mansion.
'Hmm, the mansion is really big. If they said this was a palace, I would have believed it easily.' As he was approaching the chamber which had its door opened, he saw a beautiful lady who lay on a rocking chair, staring at the ceiling. 'What's with women staring at the ceiling in this world,' Eon thought, seeing the scene and remembering Verra's face.
As if seeing the arrival of her favorite doll, the Countess had a happy expression all over her face.
"Carla, can you please?" the Countess said to the maid who was standing beside her.
"Yes, Madam Countess. Hey you two, what are you standing around for? Release the chains binding his leg and go wait outside." Turning to the guards, who were standing still with Eon as if they were waiting there to see their Madam doing the sexual act infront of them.
Hearing the maid's loud order, they instantly released Eon's leg binds with the keys they had hanging on their waist-belt.
"Now, Eon. What's the delay for? Come here, sit beside me." Gesturing to Eon, she was asking for him to sit beside her chair, as a pet master would ask for her pet to listen to their command.
Hearing the Countess treat him as if he was some pet, Eon had a smug grin on his face, as if saying to himself, 'This is going to be lot easier than I thought. Hehe.'
Author note: Eon is going to use Alchemy with a great twist, which i am sure a hell you have never seen anywhere.
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