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"Or are you only nominally obeying me, and in reality still Uncle Dark's dogs, patiently waiting for his triumphant return?"

"No, no, no, no... You've misunderstood, Miss. Of course you're the boss now, and this black market belongs to you!"

The middle manager was so startled he almost jumped up.

He knew some of the inside story of the massacre at the Locke City Police Department and was terrified of Emery's ruthlessness and decisiveness. Although he wanted to help his former boss preserve the last secret assets, it now seemed impossible.

The large iron gate was quickly pushed open by the middle management. Emerald was not afraid of the bottomless darkness behind the gate and walked in first with elegant steps.

This black market for elven slaves is part of the main storyline of the first chapter of the original game.

The black market was originally established by Dak Velen. About 15 years ago, Dak, who had just taken over as president of the company, discovered this place during an inspection of the mine. There was an underground cave that connected to a coastline more than 30 kilometers to the south via an underground river.

With the formal establishment of diplomatic relations between the Allen Federation and the elves to the south about a century ago, the elven slave trade was openly prohibited by federal law.

Although the federal government privately tolerates the black market trade in elven slaves, it still conducts strict inspections at various ports. These ports are also staffed with elven diplomatic and military officers, making it difficult to transport goods into the federal territory from those ports.

Therefore, narrow paths like the one connecting the underground river and the coast, such as the copper mine in Locke City, are the most popular routes for elven slave traders, and black markets are usually established in these places.

It was this black market that fueled Dark Velen's ambitions. He believed that it didn't matter if the Velen family couldn't become Melson's suppliers, as selling elven slaves was far more profitable than selling processed copper alloys.

Unfortunately, following Velen Copper Industry, this black market, which mainly deals in elven slave trade, will soon belong to Ameliete as well.

Chapter 11 Buy One

After passing through the large iron gate for about fifty steps, and turning a corner, the space suddenly opens up, the passage becomes much brighter, and the sound of an underground river flowing can be heard.

Continuing along the underground river, after about ten minutes, an even larger underground space appeared before Amelie's eyes.

This area is clearly man-made, about the size of a theater, and is the widest and deepest part of the underground river. You can see several magically powered boats that can dive on the surface of the water.

Today is the day this black market opens, but it won't officially open until tonight; it's currently the slave traders' time to organize their goods.

These slave traders were clearly familiar with the middle management of Velon Copper, but they didn't recognize the new vice president, Emery. When they saw a beautiful young girl suddenly appear in this place, many of them were obviously stunned for a moment.

Most people who deal in the black market are quite cautious; they just paused for a moment without saying much. But there are always some who are both foul-mouthed and unable to control themselves. Upon seeing Emery, their minds became excited, and frivolous flirtatious words slipped out:

"Where did this hottie come from? She's really gorgeous, even more appealing than those roast chicken girls. How much for a night with her?"

puff!

Before Amelie could even get angry, Fatty Vie had already drawn his magic gun and blown the foul-mouthed guy's head off with a single blow.

The other slave traders then realized what was happening and immediately surrounded the area, many of them grabbing weapons and looking hostile.

"You dare to glare at me?"

Fat Wei showed no fear, fully demonstrating the meaning of "a dog relying on its master's power," and scanned the slave traders one by one with wide eyes:

"Don't be ungrateful! I'm saving your lives! Do you know how noble this young lady is? If that bastard utters another curse word and angers her, none of you will leave here alive today!"

The slave traders had no intention of avenging their companions, but since the foul-mouthed man had been shot dead on the spot, they had to express their anger, otherwise morale would collapse and the group would be difficult to lead.

Now that the fat man had said that, the slave traders had a way out and began to earnestly inquire about Amelie's identity.

The slave traders weren't really afraid of the new vice president of Velen Copper Industry. They had dealt with too many powerful figures in the Federation while selling elven slaves; who didn't have some connections? The Velen family, which could only be considered a second-rate family, didn't pose much of a threat to the slave traders. At worst, they could just stop coming to this black market.

But Miss Merson's identity is different.

Let alone a slave trader's henchman being shot dead for harassing her, even if it were a bodyguard of the Federation President, the federal court would only rule that Amelie acted in self-defense, and at most fine her a small amount of money as a token gesture.

So no one mentioned the unfortunate guy who got blown up in the head by Fatty Vickers anymore. His body was quickly carried away and the blood was washed away so as not to offend Miss Melson's eyes.

Although the black market wouldn't officially open until the evening, Miss Melson said she wanted to see the slave traders' goods right now, so who would dare say no?

About twenty elven girls, dressed in light gauze dresses and with their hands and feet bound by ropes, were brought before Emeryte and left for her to choose from.

These elven girls all looked quite pitiful, some of them even had been ruined, but Emeryte showed them no pity whatsoever.

It wasn't that Amelie was heartless; rather, having been familiar with the game's settings in her past life and having read history extensively in this one, she knew very well that the elves were no good at all.

In ancient times, before humans had mastered power, the elves were the true masters of the two continents on the western shore of the White Sea, and humans were merely slaves of the elves.

At that time, all strong human men were toys for the elves, and their fate was almost always to be drained dry until they died. Human women fared even worse, becoming mere breeding machines to produce more slaves for the elves, and once they lost their fertility, they were directly fed to magical beasts.

It wasn't until the ancient sages of humanity developed modern magic capable of countering the ancient magic of the elves that humanity was freed from slavery and officially established the Allen Federation on the northern continent on the western shore of the White Sea.

Humans, now possessing power, naturally sought to retaliate against the elves, destroying many elf villages and capturing elven girls to keep as toys. They even reached the outskirts of the Shadowmist Forest.

Unfortunately, the Elf Queen's strength was far beyond expectations. The Federation army suffered several crushing defeats in its attempts to forcefully attack the Shadowmist Forest, and was forced to negotiate with the elves, establish diplomatic relations, and form the current situation.

Although the Allen Federation and Shadowmist Forest have now established diplomatic relations, their clandestine slave trade has never ceased, with strong human lads and beautiful elven girls being highly valuable commodities.

Some slaves weren't even captured by slave-catching teams, but were sold to the other side by their own kind for money after losing in internal struggles.

In addition, elves are naturally licentious. Just as some human men find it enjoyable to die from exhaustion surrounded by beautiful elven women, many elven women also find it enjoyable to be the playthings of human men. There is absolutely no need to pity them.

Amelie didn't even look down on ordinary elven slaves; she despised these sluts.

However, Emerald's visit to this black market was not without purpose. She is a very important character in the original game, and could even be considered the root cause of the conflict between Emerald and the protagonist, Julia.

The target's features were quite obvious; Amelie spotted her immediately among the slaves.

One of the red-haired girls, who had clearly just fallen into the hands of slave traders, was still very scared. Unlike her other kin who were either numb or simply enjoying it, she was hugging her knees and trembling all over.

This red-haired girl also looks different from the usual elf girls, the biggest difference being her ears.

A normal elf girl has long ears, at least 20 centimeters long, in addition to being pointed; they're the kind that can be used as reins when riding a horse at full gallop.

The red-haired girl's ears, while also pointed, were not long, resembling human ears.

Clearly, her elven bloodline is not pure; she is a half-elf, likely born from an accidental pregnancy after her lewd elven mother had a wild time with some human slave.

"It's her."

Emerald made her decision quickly, pointing to the red-haired creature:

"How much? Name your price."

"No need to ask for a price. These half-elves are far less valuable than real elves. Their physical condition is rather poor, and they are too easy to break. If you take a fancy to her, Miss, I'll give her to you as a small gift for our first meeting."

The slave trader who owned the red-haired girl was very generous, offering to give it to her for free, but then he hesitated for a moment before saying:

"However, this one is newly acquired and hasn't been carefully trained by a professional trainer yet, so it might not be very well-behaved. What do you think...?"

Chapter 12 Emerald Wants to Be a Yellow Hair

"It's okay, I just like the original products, this is even better."

Emery showed an even more satisfied expression and insisted on having the red-haired one.

The slave traders naturally didn't refuse any longer and quickly handed over the red-haired woman and the magic scroll that had forced her to sign the slave contract to Amelie.

Emerald's main goal in coming here today is the red-haired guy. Once she gets him, she can go back.

However, leaving directly would make her seem too purposeful. In order to prevent others from easily guessing her thoughts, Amelie stayed a little longer and had some conversations with the slave traders.

These slave traders were not affiliated with Locke City's forces, nor were they subordinates of Velen Copper Industry. They had only used Velen Copper Industry's land to conduct business and had been paying Velen Copper Industry site fees.

After some discussion, Amelie introduced Viktor to them, and Viktor would be directly responsible for coordinating with these slave traders from now on.

Secondly, Emerald reduced some of the slave traders' site fees, on the condition that the slave traders must unconditionally give her priority in supplying goods whenever she needed them.

The slave traders initially did not want to agree to this condition; they preferred to pay more for the venue in order to guarantee their freedom to ship their goods.

However, Emerald quickly made another promise that appealed to the slave traders—she would use her connections as Lady Melson to introduce them to some high-quality customers who could truly afford to pay high prices for good goods.

Ultimately, both sides had a very pleasant conversation and a successful collaboration.

. . . . .

After finishing her trip to the mine, Emerald quickly sent everyone else away, letting them return to their posts and start working, while she and Red Hair returned to their lodgings.

As Miss Melson and the vice president of Velen Copper, Amelie's residence in Locke City naturally had to be befitting her status. It was an independent manor with a main building that was four stories high and gardens and ponds that together covered an area of ​​over 2000 square meters.

There are currently no other servants in the manor, only a few cleaning ladies who come every day to clean. Security is handled by Fat Vieira's men. They are police officers by day and gang thugs by night, patrolling outside the manor 24 hours a day to ensure that no foolish thieves dare to displease Amelie.

Red Hair was led home like a dog by Emerald on a thin chain, and he was terrified the whole way.

Upon arriving at the manor, Emery dragged the red-haired girl into the bathroom without a word and ordered her to take off her clothes. The girl became even more frightened, her eyes red as she huddled in a corner of the bathroom, trembling.

Emery, however, found it amusing.

"You don't think I'm planning to do anything to you right now, do you?"

After giving the red-haired man a few disdainful looks, Emery removed the collar and chains binding her and took a few steps back.

"Looking at you all dirty right now, I have absolutely no interest in you... You'd better clean yourself up first."

"no, do not want!"

Red Hair shrank back further, hugging his knees with both hands:

"Don't try to fool me! I know! Before you bad human men bully us, you always make us wash ourselves clean and smell nice first!"

"But I'm not a man, how can I bully you?"

Amelie smiled, feeling even more amused.

This red-haired girl is no ordinary person; her full name is Marcy Scarlet Moon, and she was the first wife of the female protagonist, Yulia, in the original game. Whether she truly qualifies as the main wife is debatable, but in various official promotional images, she and Yulia have undeniable chemistry, making her seem like the first wife.

In the original game's storyline, Marcy wasn't bought by Emerald; instead, like other captured elf slaves, she was sent to a trainer for conditioning.

However, although Marcy was only a half-elf, her elven mother was no ordinary person, and her bloodline contained great power. That power awakened in her extreme fear during her training, helping her escape from slave traders.

Afterwards, slave traders, White River Gang thugs, and Locke City police chased after Marcy, but they failed to capture her immediately. Instead, she met the female protagonist, Julia, and became Julia's first companion on her adventure.

After that, it's the classic, action-packed storyline that everyone loves. Yulia fights against the evil forces in Locke City through the storyline of Marcy, and finally defeats the big boss Emerald with a single punch, becoming a hero in the hearts of the people starting from Locke City.

It's fair to say that in the original game, Emery was beaten up by Julia because of Massey.

Although the current Emerald is not the same person as the Emerald in the original game, seeing Marcy still makes her a little angry, and she has to bully and toy with her.

This is also to get revenge on Yulia—no matter how you get along with Yulia in the future, first you have to get rid of Massie, who is likely to become her first wife!

When you're blonde, that minotaur is awesome! He completely outclasses the God of Pure Love!

Emerald, who had already made up her mind to devour Marcy first, didn't show it. Instead, she comforted Marcy in a gentler tone:

"Don't worry, I'm different from those human men who just lust after your elf bodies. I have other reasons for buying you. As long as you cooperate with me, you'll not only live comfortably without anyone bullying you, but regaining your freedom isn't impossible either~~"

"Really...really?"

A glimmer of hope flashed in Marcy's eyes.

After all, she had just become a slave, had not yet been trained, and had not been exposed to much of the evil of humanity. She was still fantasizing that she would meet a kind person and be saved.

"What do you need me to do?"

Soon, Marcy stopped trembling and went from hugging her knees to kneeling, looking at Emerald with expectant eyes.

"I need you to wash yourself clean and smell nice first!"

Emerald then gave him a look of disdain:

"We'll talk about the specifics after you've finished washing."

After Amelie finished speaking, she turned to leave the bathroom, but Marcy rushed over and grabbed her boots.

Looking down, I saw that the red-haired half-elf was almost crying:

"You're really not lying to me? You're not going to give me away as a prize to your men after I've washed up, are you?"

"You little elf, you have quite the imagination... I must say, you really are an elf, coming up with a way to play that I never even thought of."

Amélie shook her head, amused, and patted Marcy's head again:

"Don't worry, I'm absolutely not lying. I guarantee it in the name of Melson."

Marcy breathed a sigh of relief and obediently went back to take off her clothes and start showering.

When Emery was talking to the merchants earlier, she didn't hide it from Marcy, so Marcy could probably guess the significance of the name Melson, and she felt relieved.

Meanwhile, Emerald, having left the bathroom, once again took out her lipstick magic device, but this time she chose pink lip gloss instead of black.

Chapter 13 Am I good-looking?

Magical devices can be considered the core technology of modern magic in the Allen Federation.

A magician practicing ancient elven magic must first thoroughly understand the spell they wish to use before casting it, and then combine it with the corresponding incantations, gestures, rituals, etc. to successfully cast the spell.

Modern Federation mages who possess magical devices only need to consume magic power to activate the magic inscribed within the device to cast spells. They can successfully cast spells even without any theoretical knowledge, just like how elementary school students in technologically advanced civilizations can play games on their mobile phones.

However, this does not mean that modern magic is stronger than ancient elven magic, because ordinary magic devices can usually only record 1 to 3 spells, and even the most advanced magic devices can only record less than 10 spells.

Even though modern mages can use multiple magical devices in combat, their magical reserves are still far inferior to those of ancient elven mages of the same level. This makes it difficult for them to cope with many disadvantageous situations, and their potential is very low.

However, for a mage practicing ancient elven magic to reach the level of a formal mage, which is equivalent to a master-level mage, it would require at least 10 years of arduous training. Meanwhile, if the Federation were to mass-produce troops regardless of cost or morality, it could train an ordinary person to perform at a similar level of power in just half a month. This was the main reason why the Federation nearly wiped out the elves back then.