A week. Thats how long Jack ended up waiting for Frank the One Eyed to come through on his end, a couple of messages delivered to him along the way, explaining about a rather special specimen Frank had heard about and was now procuring. Frank was quite sure Jack would be more than satisfied with the end result, deeming the time spent while waiting no doubt worth it. Jack, while not entirely convinced, was not categorically dismissive straight away either, adopting a 'wait and see' approach. The six maids plus a Spartacus were working hard, each and every single of those days delving the dungeon, bringing back uncommon rarity items on the regular- each and every one of which was dematerialized by Jack, their value best utilized as scrap. No way was he allowing any of his people- kids, servants, or otherwise- to use such trash level items. His people were all decked out epic level gear of their tiers, enchanted with false data- EX graded- to ensure none of those not among Jack's own people would even have the chance of spying their actual rarity and tier.

  On that fateful, seventh day of waiting, a knock calmly resounded against Jack's temporary home, relaying the presence of guests. Jack, as expected, was already awake and fully aware of the guest way before the knock informed the remaining residents and as such, he was already close enough to the door, rising from his position and calmly walking towards the door- his pace unhurried, calm and commanding.

  On the other side, the same servant cat beastwoman awaited, her head lowered. She heard the door opening first, with a set of well made boots soon after entering her view. No way was that the feetwear of a servant, immediately betraying the identity of the person who had opened the door.

  "Sir, a visitor has come to you. They say that a mutual acquaintance of you both had arranged for a trade. He also mentioned that you would know of the subject matter."

  "He came alone?" Jack asked.

  "No sir. He is accompanied by a fair few guards and what seems to be a group of slaves- not of the close combat variety from the looks of them."

  "Finally." Jack replied, a slight smile creeping across his face. He was at least somewhat intrigued as to what this extra special, probable future healer of his, had to offer that Jack was delayed for a week.

  "I am heading out for a while. You know the drill!" Jack turned his head and gave over instructions, noted by both Spartacus and Sindu, both of whom had managed to get here first.

  "Understood." the two replied in unison, turning around a moment later and heading over to do whatever was necessary to prepare for a fair number of regular dungeon runs.

  With instructions given, Jack left the building behind, calmly following the cat beastwoman servant who was leading him towards the waiting merchant, or so Jack was assuming right now. Of course, it might have been possible that Jack would come face to face with a courrier of sorts, though that path had been cut of when the cat beastwoman servant mentioned guards and what not. No mere courier would have such and entourage.

  Soon enough Jack was once again lead towards the back of the main building, another one of the conference rooms prepared for him, the person, and a few extra bodies waiting for Jack. The first thing he noticed was the man's race- he was human, much to Jack's surprise. Something that was immediately picked up by the man in question.

  "Did not expect a human, did you?" he asked with a smirk of his own "ha, ha ha. Worry not, you are not the first, and certainly will not be the last one. But I digress. The name's Ricardo and I deal in exotic and rare goods. Be they rare metals, herbs, weapons and armor, spices or even specialized slaves. If it can be found within the steppe, sometimes even just beyond, I can get it for you. For the right price of course. I do have a stock of rare goods on hand at all times as well, however, in case one has the coin to spend but have no idea what it is that they actually desire. It is this permanent stock of mine that caused our mutual acquaintance to contact me."

  Ricardo then glanced towards the small group behind him "Nivelayna, come over here." he ordered, and as soon as he had spoken, one person stepped forward. "Cloak off." he delivered the next order the moment the cloaked person was closer, but not too close to be perceived as a veiled threat- assassin or similar.

  The cloak slid off her obscured body, revealing a rather beautiful, golden haired and green eyed elven woman, her pointy ears poking through her golden locks- a clearly intended result, no doubt meant to increase her value. Jack was sure that Ricardo had been made aware that the possible buyer was human, thus the play on her exotic beauty- definitely not an angle that would have worked with the beastmen.

  Ther lithe body lacked the curves that Jack himself would love to see on his perfect woman, but at the same time he could not say- in good conscience- that Nivelayna was not a beautiful young lady. The attire that she was in only worked to accentuate what gifts she had. Clad in an extremely thin and almost form fitting dress- a night gown of the extremely short variant- everything about her was almost laid bare, with the contours of her breasts clearly visible through the form fitting fabric, almost inviting one to reach out and touch them. Her thighs fully exposed, firm yet no doubt soft to the touch, with her most sacred place almost exposed, yet just slightly beyond reach. Ricardo was a master at his craft, preparing the stage and using everything at his disposal to drive the price up as much as possible, though he also clearly knew where to hold back, revealing only so much, keeping the most important still hidden. A common whore- exposed and used by any and all would never have the same price as an elegant and refined escort whose services were sought after by rich and powerful men.

  "She is pretty, very much so indeed. So much so that some humans would easily kill to get their hands on her. That much is true, no way around it." Jack responded after seemingly drinking her whole beauty in, though his tone was calm and collected, with not a single sign that he is either aroused, or taken. His words seemed simple, yet precise as though a professional appraiser was talking. It was only after the compliment of the obvious beauty before his eyes did Jack got to the heart of the matter. "But beauty is a simple matter to achieve given the right concoctions and diet. What I am more interested in is her ability as a healer, as well as her mental state. A broken doll that can not think for herself, or one that's all beauty and no skill is useless to me. So, how she in those aspects?"

  "Oh? A man who knows what they want. I like that." Ricardo replied "Nivelayna, you may speak now."

  "Yes master." she replied, her voice gentle, yet stiff- clearly she was not all that comfortable, or happy, that she had been presented as she was, with her body and dignity just barely out of sight, though nowhere near as well covered as she would like. Trully, she was all but naked right here before the eyes of her potential buyer. Still, orders were orders, and with the slave collar around her neck- elegant and finely crafted as it was, as well as the slave mark on her arm, she could do nothing but obey and hope she does not displease neither her current master, nor the potential buyer.

  "My name is Nivelayna, just as sir is already aware. My class is a rare healer subclass called Mender. I am level twelve and can heal light to moderate injuries in a relatively short time, with heavy ones requiring more focus and time, but are still doable, though I cannot attach severed limbs, or regrow new ones for that matter. I've been told my ability as a healer, both right now and in the future is way above average."

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  "And what about her mind? All of this could have been drilled into her with ease." Jack asked, though already aware of the actual details from his own appraise. The girl was in as perfect of a condition, save for a few relatively short obedience training sessions that mostly were demonstrations on disposable and old slaves, but Jack could not just reveal that he knew that, less more problems than necessary arise.

  "Go on, tell him. Nivelayna." Ricardo spoke, a slight smirk on his face.

  "I-I am still pure." she half whispered, clearly embarrassed, but too afraid to disobey.

  "Hmm?" Jack hummed, his gaze turning towards Ricardo, an eyebrow raised.

  "He, he, he." The merchant chuckled. "It is as she said. The girl is still pure, yet to be claimed by a man. Clearly you can understand the value such an exceptional merchandise is worth."

  "What has Frank paid you? While I left him with a lot, I doubt it would be enough for such an exquisite treasure."

  "Astute and correct. Kilika here is the healer he paid for. While true that she too is an elf, and a decently good looking one at that, she is nowhere near the level of Nivelayna. be it beauty, skill and potential as a healer, or her state of mind." Ricardo explained, beckoning over the second elven girl in question.

  A single glance at Kilika, Jacks appraisal at work at full force, and it was clear just how true Ricardo's words were. Sure, Jack could make it work, easily patching up what was broken within her, though there would remain landmines that he could simply not be bothered to solve. He could do it of course, but for a simple maid the effort needed would be far too great.

  "I can see that. But?"

  "But I am nothing if not a businessman, and my senses told me someone like you would want the best. And so here is my best. Interested?"

  "We would not be talking like this if I was not. Name the price in your mind and lets see if we can come to some sort of an agreement."

  "My pleasure. This is what I was thinking...."

  What followed was a rather complex exchange or words, both sides using their all to get the better of their counterpart, bringing their possible, and quite likely at this point, deal to a satisfactory end, with both sides feeling as though they had screwed over the other one just a little bit. Their so called haggling was slowing down, with both sides seemingly mostly exhausted their cards when Jack dropped the metaphorical nuke on this war front.

  "One T3 epic quality weapon. One or two handed sword- your choice."

  To make it more of a slam dunk, Jack fished two of his latest experimental creations from his spatial storage, then placing both on the table. "Feel free to appraise them and only then make your reply."

  As valuable as Nivelayna was, she was not timeless. Like all other slaves, even if elven in origin, she would be worn down as time passes, eventually losing her worth. But a T3 weapon of epic quality? That would last for ages, and could even easily become an heirloom for some powerful clans. Better yet, Ricardo could choose one of two? That was much, much better than anything he could have ever asked for.

  "Of course, there is a caveat for this offer." Jack added, earning the full attention of the merchant. Such words never bode well after all, only for his sharp focus to calm as Jack explained said caveat "No matter what, the fact this weapon came from me should never leave this room."

  "That's it?" Ricardo asked, slightly flabbergasted.

  "That's it. I have no desire to leave a trail of corpses in my wake, filled with too many a fool who believed themselves capable of stealing the other one from me."

  "Of course. If you will allow me then." Ricardo replied, his gaze once again lowering towards the two weapons at hand. He carefully took each in his hands, meticulously examining both, quickly scribbling down some notes, no doubt key points and likely buyers who might fork out fortunes for either of the weapons. Eventually, Ricardo settled for the two hander, clearly the more valuable option given his position. And with the choice made, it took little to no extra time to finalize the transfer of Nivelayna's ownership. The last command that Ricardo gave to the elven healer was a simple one "Serve your new master well."

  "May our paths cross again if fate wills it." Ricardo bowed towards Jack as his group departed, a smile plastered all over the merchants face. "And if you are ever in need of some other exotic and extra valuable merchandise, do not hesitate to visit Ricardo's exocit goods. The doors of my establishements will always be open to you." He then handed Jack a slip of paper, a way to contact him directly on it and left, leaving only Jack, Nivelayna and the cat beastwoman servant who had been standing outside their room the whole time.

  A few moments later, once the other group was no longer in sight, the cat beastwoman asked Jack and Nivelayna to follow, though her address was only aimed at Jack, including the elven slave by default. 'It was to be expected. Little love can be found among beastmen towards our kinds, unless one has power that forces acknowledgement of course.' Jack thought as he was escorted back to his temporary home, a quiet yet rather pleasant silence- save for the minimal sound of their footsteps filling the otherwise empty courtyard- filling the space all around them. Neither he nor the cat beastwoman servant all too interested in a conversation.

  "Welcome back master." Sindu greeted Jack as soon as he stepped inside, his return coinciding with one of the rest periods for the maid squad and Spartacus, their team having just finished yet another dungeon clear. Clearly, the cat beastwoman servant had not seen anything as she was sent away before Jack entered into the building, however even in the event she had managed to get a glimpse inside, she would have seen nothing out of the ordinary, since Jack had placed a couple of arrays within the home, ensuring no undesired eyes could glimpse what Jack had done here.

  "Perfect timing. As always. Great job me!" Jack snickered in a low voice, though his attention quickly turned towards the maid squad.

  "This pretty thing right here is Nivelayna." Jack explained as he pointed towards the blonde elf behind him "From today onwards she is going to serve alongside you, taking on the role of a healer within the group." Jack clapped his hands, rubbed them a couple of times and then continued "With that said, it is time to dress her according the job."

  "We will not need this, not in this iteration at the very least." Jack commented as his hand stretched out, grabbing her slave collar and dematerializing it, catching Nivelayna of guard. Still, despite the shocked expression on her face, she held up quite nicely, her body remaining in its place. Jacks hands quickly slid over her shoulders and then just as quickly moved to her hips, holding her for just a second.

  "This should do perfectly." Jack then spoke a moment later, a similar set of clothes appearing in his hands. "Sindu, take any of the girls with you and show her into the attire. We will have a quick meal and then we will depart."

  "Yes master." Sindu nodded "Lita, help me out, will you?" she then addressed Lita who agreed immediately, the two leading the elven blonde to the next room.

  "So, how's the progress?" Jack turned to Spartacus and the remaining girls.

  "We are doing better and better sir. Each run takes less and less time, with the boss barely capable of keeping up." Spartacus explained "The girls are getting better and better with each run as well, with fewer and fewer potions needed to keep us topped uff and healthy. Of course, with the addition of a healer, I believe we should be able to cut that consumption down to zero. They are sharp and cautious. Would have made quite the perfect adventurers in another life." Spartacus explained.

  Nivelayna knew that this moment would come one day. Her previous master Ricardo had said as much. Keeping her pure, in a good condition and training her had all been for a single purpose- to get the best price for her that one could possibly get. And got a great price he had. A T3 two handed weapon of epic quality had been paid for her- a price neither Ricardo nor herself would have ever expected to receive. But all of that was of little import for Nivelayna right now. Her new master had plenty of girls around already. Sure, none of them were nearly as pretty as she was, but they had their own advantages over her. Especially in the curve department.

  She eventually managed to gather some courage and once inside the side room with the blonde girl named Sindu, as well as a dark gray haired woman by the name of Lita did she ask the most pressing questions that had been plaguing her mind ever since she had been sold.

  "What will happen now, and when will the master call me to his bed?" For why else would anyone buy her? Sure, she could heal, but her greatest value lay in her beauty and youth.

  "Wouldn't we all like to know that?" Sindu rolled her eyes, adding "We are all waiting for the same call after all."

  "Wait, what?"

  Jack Raja(?)

  Age- 27

  Species- human(?)

  Level- 30

  Class- Awakened twin aspect of Creation and Destruction(Ex)

  Stats unassigned: +4

  Attributes:

  Strength- 34 (14+7+13(gear))

  Vitality- 28 (12+8+8(gear))

  Dexterity- 29 (15+6+8(gear))

  Intelligence-20(15+ 5(gear)

  Spirit- Spirit- 30 (20+10)

  Skills- Wisdom of Creation and destruction(EX), Choice of the creator(EX), Eyes of procurer(EX), Matter storage(EX), Arukain language(C), Spark of inspiration(EX), Origin of matter(EX), Unbound by laws of the lessers(EX), The end made manifest(EX).

  Spells- none.

  Titles(unlocked): The real Monster, Big Game Hunter, The brilliant rookie, The insane Solo. Monster debugger.The actor. Executioner. Survivor. Pioneer, Record breaker.The new champion supreme. Slavemaster.

  Gear: Two handed sword(t3)+ 5 str +5 vit: Armor 3str +3 vit +3 dex; Ring 1 - spatial storage, ring 2 +5int, ring 3 +5 str; amulet +5 dex.