Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem

Chapter 238: Introduction 2

Please let me know right now if you are not capable of living up to my very high expectations in your described roles, as I would much rather find out about it now than after purchase, and without trying to sound too threatening, so would you.”

Ronan chuckles, ”Something that requires a manʼs understanding, huh? Boss, I think I will love working for you. If I donʼt live up to your expectations just chop my head off, or torture me should that make you happier. If Iʼm not good enough at my one true passion, then I would rather not live any longer.”

An extremely confident and enthusiastic answer. I like it. I can already tell that I will be satisfied with this guy.

I glance toward Isolde, the one Iʼm on the fence about. ”I see no reason why I would disappoint. Interior design has always been my strong suit, and if I only design common rooms as well as the ladiesʼ ones, I canʼt imagine myself failing at all. As for overseeing Ronanʼs work for mistakes or over-ambitiousness, thatʼs completely within my expertise as well.”

Ayame inquired.

”Great. Weʼll be counting on you two then.” I said with a jovial smile, a statement that elicited a wicked happy grin from Ronan and even a small, minute upturn of the tragic womanʼs lips. Looks like she also wanted to leave this place. Knowing that she could be sold at any momentʼs notice mustʼve been a horrible feeling that made her unable to unwind for even a second.

We invited the merchants back, where I added a complete secrecy clause to both of their contracts. Since they will be working in the middle of nowhere I plan to allow them to visit society once in a while with some spending money, and naturally, I canʼt have them yapping about Warp Gates, Legendary artifacts, tree monsters, and such.

Why let them enjoy such benefits when I could restrict them to the location as their master?

I believe that creativity canʼt be forced, and if they hate their lives the last thing they will worry about is making something truly mesmerizing. Once the design phase is over and I purchase a lot of simple laborers, I might not let those ones have such perks, but I have plans for these two even beyond the construction of our home.

I want them to enjoy working for me. I might even think about treating them like employees with a salary, permission to start a family of their own, and time off work if they are doing well enough. Naturally, their slave contracts will remain active forever, as I simply canʼt have them speak freely about the many secrets they will get to learn.

After we were done, we went to acquire the tools they would need for the design phase of construction. Lots of drawing materials, geometry tools, architecture books, and such. With this, we will be now occupying four rooms of the inn. One for me and the girls, one for Auroraʼs lab, one for Beatrice and Anna, and now one for the two architects. We are slowly becoming their sole customers.

Ronan was made very well aware that he was forbidden from making a move on Iselda without her explicit consent, especially in her sleep. Naturally, it was Ayame who told him all this. I knew he wasnʼt the kind to do such despicable things. He is too much of a Casanova type to rape or molest someone.

He got quite hurt by what my oriental beauty was thinking of him, saying that he is an avid gentleman, and would never hurt women.

It seems my two soon-to-be maids have been taking their role super seriously, as they have been waiting for my arrival outside the innʼs entrance.

They rush to us as soon as we appear on the horizon, and curtsy elegantly. ”Welcome home, Lord Quinlan, Lady Ayame.”

”Home…?” Iselda inquires seeing the shabby inn.

”Itʼs certainly very homely, hahaha!” Ronan cheers. Seems like not many things can bring his mood down. He doesnʼt seem phased at all to be my property.

Yeah, I just splurged 8 gold coins on them and said I want them to work on my home which will cost hundreds of gold coins, so seeing my current abode is very unexpected for both.

”Itʼs temporary…” I say defensively.

”Donʼt worry about it, Boss. As long as the food is great, all will be perfect!”

”I donʼt know if I can fully agree with my colleague.”

”Letʼs go in, time to eat finally. Anna, Beatrice, the food is ready I hope.”

The two girls have been vividly observing our two newcomers and even showed a hint of dislike towards Iselda for dissing their saviorʼs current lodgings. I canʼt fault the woman, though. She is a luxury home designer after all, and this one is just straight-up shit if weʼre being honest. It almost collapsed when I was poking Blossomʼs womb with my lance a few days ago. ᚱἁ₦ồ₿ΕṠ

”Yes, Lord Quinlan! We worked as diligently as we could on your dishes, but please consider that weʼve just begun our training under the innkeeper familyʼs guidance.” Anna replied worriedly to my sentence.

I know that they did their best, and thatʼs what truly matters. Expertise will come with experience.

We then had a hearty meal afterward in the common room this time, as things wouldʼve gotten way too cramped in our room. Afterward, it was time to introduce everyone to each other, to clarify who exactly they were working for, and to hear the twinʼs story about the father who sold them into child prostitution, and the gang that is probably still waiting for us to come out of the labyrinthʼs gate.