Inheriting a Lost Bloodline, My First Task is to have heirs?!

Chapter 190: Chapter 190 - The true face of Freyheimr

Once I entered the gates of Freyheimr, I started discreetly sending my mana outwards to map the whole place. The territory was not too big and not too small either. It was surprisingly even a bit smaller in size than Sklavryet. It was honestly smaller than I expected especially when I know that two races are sharing the same territory. Their numbers must have really dwindled down compared to the time described in the information I have received from my inherited memories or Nische’s memory fragments that he has shown me in the world tree realm before. I guess this yearly event hasn’t helped them increase their population that much even though many years have passed since they started having this festival.

As I was sweeping my mana all over their territory, I was able to map the exact measurements of all the structures, streets and other key places in Freyheimr. Surprisingly, they have districts like how huge human cities were built. I am in the most ”posh” inner district if I should name it. It has all the best amenities and services available. It looked lavishly decorated, the houses look grand and this area is filled with beautiful males that are at thebeck and call of all the invited women, ready to provide their service. The whole place smelled of flowers particularly a strong whiff of jasmine. They are very cunning and manipulative indeed. The flower is known to boost a person’s mood, soothe stress and the most notable of all, trigger arousal without even making a person take any aphrodisiacs.

The district that was a little far from the district where I am as of the moment looked relatively simpler in terms of the structures built in it. This must be their commoner district so to speak. There are more people living in that area compared to here. The houses and buildings were smaller. There were merchant stores, factories and the marketplace which were not present in the posh district. I guess the laborers and the rest of the workforce reside in there.

The farthest one, which was nearer to the outskirts of the territory, looked quite cramped with even smaller houses that are sticking next to each other. Not that I have anything against the idea since it maximizes the space but it definitely looked like they built a slum area rather than their original goal which was a community housing for the rest of their population. The number of people living in that area was even greater in number even if you combine the population of the commoner’s district and the posh district. It seems the people living there have bodies that lean more towards having more human-like characteristics. Their mana have very low values or for most of them, they have no mana at all. They must be half-blood elves and heralds. The elves and heralds believe that even with half the mystique blood in their bodies, if they give birth several children, one of those offsprings will eventually be bound to have stronger elven characteristics and talents. They must be the products of the previous annual events and was treated as failed experiments of the leaders of this place. Though they have kept all the districts clean and presentable, it still does not hide the clear lines they have drawn and quite thickline at that, between the people living in the three districts. My mana can detect every minute change in the surroundings. It can be as small as any of the subtle changes in living conditions provided to people, areas that seems to be tightly guarded more than other places or a sudden change in mana concentration. All of those will not escape my keen senses. From how the territory has been segmented, they have what it seems to be a system on how people are categorized or valued. It may be similar to a ”caste system” of some sort. Do they have slaves here too? I am definitely interested on buying some people off of their hands if they sell me some.

The peak of the event which coincides with the full moon will not happen till another three days so as VIPs, we are allowed to go around and sightsee in the territory. I just don’t know if we will be allowed to enter the other two districts freely. For this evening, we were just instructed to stay indoors and they simply provided us our lavish meals inside our designated villas. I have already made up my mind to take advantage of that rare permission to sightsee this territory. I would do it immediately by tomorrow once the sun is up.

Like clockwork, once I finished my meals, somebody took the plates and all the stuff I used. To keep my true identity a secret, I have cleaned all of them with cleansing magic to make sure they have nothing from my body that they can experiment on. I don’t want to risk letting them have a sample of anything from my body to land with how twisted their minds are.

In the late hours of the evening, I heard a knock on the main door of my villa. It was annoying since I have resolutely declined when they offered me a male attendant that will cater to all my needs throughout my stay here. They even gave me a subtle sign that the guy they will give me is of excellent quality and will be very obedient but the problem is, I won’t be able to move as I wanted inside my temporary home if I take one in. I am sure that guy is going to end up staying in the villa for the next week or so. He’ll definitely act as a spy and report everything I do to those that manage this territory. Sure the guy is obedient but once I touch him, these people will definitely not let me return that guy or kick him out of my villa once I agreed to let him in my villa especially when everything has already been said and done between me and the guy. Maybe I can consider a tour guide once I am out in the marketplace tomorrow instead.

This brings us to the point that the guy that is continuously knocking outside my door right now is not an attendant. Is it an assassin then? I don’t think so too. I walked leisurely to the door and opened it wide. Outside stood a tall and handsome elf that has quite a toned body. I don’y dare guess his age since that’ll end up a futile effort and not that it matters. He has chocolate brown hair and his eyes are of a beautiful golden color. He looked like the typical elf in stories I read back in my world, enchanting and too beautiful, it makes them trigger alarms in your head saying they are dangerous. I stared at him for a few seconds trying to remember where I have met him before but when I couldn’t figure out where I ever met him, I started pushing the door to a close without speaking to the unknown elf outside. Before I could fully close the door though, he put his foot forcely between the door and the door frame to stop the door from closing fully. I saw his face wince in pain but he did not get angry, instead he whispered with a pained voice, ”I’m Vaelion, master.” I stopped pushing the door and decided to reopen it slowly to try and look at the guy’s features more closely. I casted a quick healing spell on his left foot that I am quite sure that I have busted quite a bit. He stared intently at my face as if wondering why I would even bother healing him. I smiled at him and replied, ”You actually came. I thought you weren’t interested in my offer.” He gave me a helpless smile, sighed deeply and replied, ”Slaves are not allowed to decline requests to mate especially during the annual festival.” Huh? I did ask him to come to my villa to test the waters but he is free to say no. I thought that he would just ignore it since he did not even bother to respond before he teleported. It was meant just to tease him but he actually went and thought that I wanted to do intimate things with him in the bedroom. Not that I would say no if he initiated it and was very willing to do things with me though. What made a mark in my memory though out of everything that he has said so far was when he said that he was a slave. Slavery has been confirmed to exist in this territory then. Now, I have to confirm if I am actually allowed to buy myself some pretty elven boys for breeding and if I can take them out of this territory. The terms may be degrading if any elf would hear it, they may be angered immediately but that was the point of this whole annual festival, wasn’t it? That was indeed a straightforward way of saying what their value would be in my plans for the future but that is the role they will eventually have to accept this setup nonetheless. Once they give their permission, they are in it for life. The last kindness that I can give them would be to make sure to buy only those slaves that are willing to take me as their master and be taken away from this place. I don’t plan on having children and then giving them to this territory. Since they are half Eieneans, these evil elders will definitely end up experimenting on them. They would be surely used as breeding tools once they come of age and that is not a future I want any of my offsprings to have. It would be certain death to anyone who would dare treat them as test subjects.