After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World

This made Hesso frown. It almost took him out of immersion, but Misha was quick to add a bit more scent. Still, the annoyance was palpable. ”Valov? Why do you ask about those jerks?”

Misha blinked innocently. ”I keep hearing about our Voumi Town compared to them,” she said, her tone indignant. ”I heard that when Valov had been a town for a few decades, they had already upgraded to Level 2. Meanwhile, Voumi...”

In that same time frame, Voumi Town was not close to upgrading at all.

Unsurprisingly, this triggered Hesso, who slapped the side of his wooden tub, creating a dent.

”What?” he bellowed. ”Heh, they’re so proud when they only got big because of the backing of Hassen City!”

Misha’s eyebrows rose, extending her arms to touch his flabby face. He looked at her beautiful face in fascination.

”Can you tell me more? So I know what to answer those naysayers.”

As she said this, she used a bit more of her skill again. Her ability naturally had minimal effects on strong people, so it wasn’t like this skill could work as efficiently as it did for someone else.

Fortunately, Hesso’s level wasn’t too far from hers—less than 10 level difference—and not to mention, he was a balloon whose level didn’t quite equate to true strength.

His head was also already muddled—almost always filled with useless things, mostly of sex, so frankly, it wasn’t difficult at all.

It’s why she attached herself to him—there was simply no better, safer target.

And even if all she could do for now was further muddle his mind, it was enough for her to get the information she wanted.

”Well, Valov Town is not close to here. Some 600 or 700 miles or so West of us,” he said as he grabbed her soft hand. ”However, they pass by a lot because they had a territory southeast of us. It’s a village that has black metal mines.

”They don’t come too often, but when they do, they’re really arrogant,” he said, gritting his teeth.

She could imagine him getting into conflict with a Valov party. He was probably flaunting around his ’heir’ status, and the arrogant Valov people didn’t put him in their eye, especially because he was so weak.

Anyway, Hesso was chatty, and she listened patiently as he continued to rant. ”They often have carts and carts of Black metal with them to bring back to Hassen, you know? Dunno why they need so many, especially since they have so many black metal mines already, but who cares.”

Misha blinked. From what she gathered, black metal was a lot like iron, and the location of Hassen seemed to have a number of those mines. Why bother with a single village so far away? Were they just trying to monopolize the resource?

He tried to add tariffs and earn, but it ended up being quite a scandal because he was so weak. Those bastards just laughed at him and when he tried to cause a scene, he ended up being humiliated. He escaped the fate of being beaten up only because he was the heir, but he was pushed to the road, with his face landing on beast poo!

He was so mad that he even got a few subsidiary villages to attack Guia, though that ended up in disaster and, for the first time, his uncle gave him a stern warning, too.

And in public!!

Urgh! Just remembering that humiliation made him so angry!!

However, it was slightly bated when a soft hand caressed his face.

”Thank you...” Misha said after confirming he knew nothing else. She touched his lips as if she kissed him. She then took his hand and placed it on his dick. ”Misha will pleasure you now...” she said with a breathy tone, but instead of doing anything she said, she stood up and started walking away.

”O-Oh, Misha! Ah!”

She could hear him getting off by himself. She closed her eyes, not wanting to see such a disgusting sight. She could hear his voice and his actions for the next couple of minutes, pushing down the nausea by force.

When she heard that he was about to enter his climax, Misha then turned to ask the favor she had been waiting to ask. ”Oh, by the way, the products of those merchants were really good,” she said. ”Can I strike a deal with them?”

Hesso was flinching as he was nearing his peak, and at this point, he could agree with anything asked of him. ”A-Ah, yes...”

She smiled, before finally leaving the room.

”Thank you, Master.”

...

The next day, Misha returned to the same spot and, as agreed upon, Silvia and Rowan were patiently sitting there. There were a few customers who recognized them and wanted to buy a few more things, but they said Hesso’s woman had already reserved everything, so the potential customers could only leave in regret.

Misha smiled as she walked over, and Silvia immediately laid out the products she ’might be interested in’.

They started with small talk for now, like shopkeepers and customers.

To be fair, Misha was really fascinated and did ask the occasional question.

It was just fascinating to see these products here. For unique items, slaves like them—even if she was favored—simply weren’t privy to the ’treasures’.

”Is this handkerchief really made here?” she said, touching the small bundle of handkerchiefs with different colors and patterns on them. There were even a few variations with colored pictures, depicting some scenes found in Terran.

For example, kids playing in a playground.

For example, people going to the beach.

And people going on dates.

These were things they had taken for granted back then...

”Yes,” Silvia said. She did not say any more information though, like where exactly ’home’ was. Even if the other woman visibly trusted them, they had to be more careful with what information they let out.

Even if the woman was sincere, she was still a slave, and when asked the right questions she might reveal too much about them.

Rowan was quiet at her side, as if a dutiful guard to her products. Anyway, he had no idea about the women’s vague way of speaking, anyway.

Fortunately for him, they didn’t need codes today.