Half-Elf Girl Anna Karenina

Half-Elf Girl Anna Karenina

"Hello, esteemed sir. You have spent a total of one hundred and twenty gold coins. Since you have spent more than one hundred gold coins, you will become an honored guest of our Habs Merchant Guild. Please accept this. Present it next time to receive a ten percent discount!"

The attendant spoke.

His expression grew increasingly respectful.

One hundred gold coins—this was a major customer. He did not dare show the slightest negligence.

"Thank you!"

Thor nodded, then left the place with Ryan and the others.

As for the serfs and female slaves, the Knight Order would take charge of them next.

After all, there were several hundred people. The three of them had no way of taking them all away.

The reason his expenses had exceeded one hundred gold coins was that the twenty female slaves he had chosen were more valuable.

He had selected the most beautiful ones from among the three batches of female slaves.

The most expensive female slave among them was worth as much as five gold coins, while even the other female slaves were worth at least fifty silver coins, such as that Half-Elf girl.

Compared to the other female slaves, that elf girl was simply too ordinary-looking and had wounds on her body, so her value had naturally been greatly reduced.

But Thor did not care much about that.

The Half-Elf girl's talent for magic was worth more than anything else.

It was not something beauty could compare to.

If not for the fact that he would need people to serve him after arriving at his territory, and that pretty faces were pleasing to the eye, he would not have intended to buy any of the other female slaves.

His original target had only been that Half-Elf female slave.

They returned to their encampment.

Before long, Steve and Ryan led some knights from the Knight Order to bring back the serfs and female slaves.

Yet even after leaving the slave market, most of the slaves still had lifeless eyes.

The female slaves were slightly better off, but only slightly.

No one noticed that among the twenty female slaves, one plain-faced girl had a flicker of light in her eyes.

No, I have to find a way to escape!

But that guy still has the Slave Contract. What should I do?

Thoughts raced through Anna's little head.

At that moment, she could not help feeling anxious.

An accident had caused her to be captured by slave catchers. To avoid being discovered, she had used magic to conceal her appearance. But that concealment could only last seven days before automatically fading. Once her Half-Elf identity was exposed, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But escaping from the slave market had been nearly impossible.

During this time, she had hoped someone would buy her, giving her a chance to escape.

Yet after finally waiting for an opportunity,

the result left Anna dumbfounded.

The person who had bought her had several hundred knights with him.

Escape?

That was simply a joke.

But if she did not escape, her magic could only last another three days at most.

Three days later, it would inevitably wear off. By then, there would be no way to hide her Half-Elf identity.

Thinking of the nobles' peculiar tastes, Anna could not help shuddering.

She did not want to suffer that kind of fate.

Just as she was panicking,

a figure walked in.

"Sophia!"

"Alice!"

"Karin!"

Ryan called out.

Anna's heart jolted, and she hurriedly stood up with the other two girls.

"My lord needs the three of you to serve him. Come with me!"

Ryan said without looking away.

"Yes!"

The other two could not help looking delighted, while Anna widened her eyes. She even subconsciously wanted to cast a spell to see whether her disguise had failed.

But clearly, there was no time for her to think further.

Ryan led the way, taking the three of them to where Thor was.

"My lord!"

Ryan spoke respectfully.

"Let them come in!"

Thor said.

"Yes!"

Ryan nodded, then motioned for the three girls to enter.

Anna entered the room with nervousness and unease, while the other two entered with joy on their faces.

"Master!"

As soon as they entered, the two girls hurriedly paid their respects.

"Master!"

Anna was somewhat flustered, but she quickly spoke as well.

"Rise. From today onward, you will be my personal maidservants!"

Thor spoke, glancing at Anna before continuing in a gentle tone.

"Yes, Master!"

The three hurriedly answered. The delight on the other two girls' faces deepened.

Though maidservant and female slave differed by only one word, their treatment was worlds apart. A female slave was merely a plaything, while a maidservant was different.

Moreover, becoming the maidservant of such an important man was an excellent future for them.

As for Anna, whose heart had originally been filled with unease, her eyes lit up.

She seemed to have found a way to get hold of the Slave Contract.

A personal maidservant.

She would be a personal maidservant. Given enough time, she might truly find a way.

As for her concealment magic, now that she was this noble's personal maidservant, obtaining materials to cast the spell should not be a problem.

At worst, it would take longer.

"Help me wash up!"

"Oh, Alice, prepare a bath barrel. I need to bathe today!"

Thor spoke, then seemed to think of something. He continued in a gentle voice, his gaze shifting to Anna.

"Ah!"

Hearing Thor's words, Anna did not react at first.

"What?"

"Is there a problem?"

Thor asked with a faint smile.

Now that he knew a little about Half-Elves, he knew that they were generally extremely beautiful. Yet the Half-Elf before him looked utterly ordinary, so there was only one possibility: she had used concealment magic.

Thor knew a little about that spell as well, and he could not help wanting to tease her.

"N-no, no problem!"

Anna's face instantly reddened, and she hurriedly lowered her head.

"Then come along!"

After saying that, Thor headed toward the bathroom.

Anna's cheeks were bright red as she followed Thor with difficulty.

Feeling the envious gazes of the other two girls upon her, Anna felt as though her entire face were burning.

Inside the bathroom,

the heavy armor was removed, revealing strong bronze-colored skin. The blush on the inexperienced girl's face nearly spread to her neck, and even the hand holding the towel trembled.

But Thor paid no attention to any of that.

His thoughts turned.

He was considering how to win over the girl before him.

Unlike Guardian Knights, although the girl before him was his female slave, that did not mean she had submitted to him. Winning her over would not be easy.

As for taking her by force, that was clearly not an option.

On one hand, as a transmigrator, he found it difficult to accept such a thing. On the other, doing so would bring far too many future troubles.

He needed a better method.