After Nina put on my makeup, I got into the carriage heading to the party.
The carriage of that rich man stopped in front of another large building. The outer walls were painted white and adorned with expensive-looking ornaments scattered here and there. Even just peeking through the windows, you could see metalwork inside.
“I’ll be waiting in the carriage. It’s all up to you, so don’t mess up.”
“Yes… I’ll do my best.”
Even so, I’ve never been a prostitute, so I have no idea how to act. It’s a party, so many people are getting off the carriages parked at the entrance. Everyone is wearing rings with large jewels, gold necklaces, and expensive clothes. Navis looks simple. He might not like heavy things.
And then there were the lovers. They were all beautiful, like models. Harpies with beautiful wings, voluptuous Satyrs, and those who were tall were probably Elves. Compared to them, I… look like a monkey imitating a human. I suddenly felt embarrassed. Nina would have looked more fitting.
“Here, let’s go. Hey, are you nervous?”
“Huh? Yes. I’m stiff as a board.”
“Heh heh, infiltration missions are exciting, aren’t they?”
Damn, it’s easy for you to say. You probably think of this as nothing more than a bit of killing time, right? This is a matter of life and death for me. As we approached the entrance, Navis’s acquaintances greeted us.
“Oh, Navis, how’s business? What’s this, it’s rare for you.”
“Well, I found someone interesting.”
They looked me up and down, as if asking if this was the kind of person you associate with. I’m sorry I’m not pretty, but I did try my best, thanks to Nina. After passing the entrance security, we entered a wide entrance hall. There was a large stone statue that could have been a house, a chandelier that looked like it was about to fall, a painting with a mysterious meaning, and large sofas. The ceiling was so high it felt like I could be sucked in.
The room beyond was even larger. Food was laid out on a long table, and guests were happily chatting on the sofas. I wanted to jump on the food on the table right now. Besides, it’s amazing how they got so many ingredients in a desert town like this. Fish and meat were being used.
Navis walked through it all with a practiced air. He waved and greeted acquaintances he passed. As expected of the rich, they have a certain composure. Ah, I almost forgot my original purpose. I scanned my surroundings, but there was nothing unusual. Just rich people laughing merrily and drinking alcohol. There was no sign of prostitution.
“Oh, Navis, it’s been a while. Is this yours?”
One of his acquaintances, with both arms spread wide, approached us.
“Yes, hello. I’m glad to see you’re doing well.”
They shook hands familiarly and sat down on a nearby sofa. By the way, the other person was not a Satyr, but a Seilenos, as his hooves were not split. As expected, he was wearing several thick gold bracelets. And behind him were three beautiful women. I see, material things aren’t the only accessories.
The Seilenos man squinted at me, as if appraising me.
“Is this one an Elf? Too small for that, or perhaps a mixed blood?”
“Hmm, I wonder. He’s a rescue.”
The man shrugged, as if to say, “Why would you pick someone like this?” That’s true, when you have so many choices, why would you pick just some ordinary guy? It’s like getting a mixed-breed stray for your first pet.
“You should have told me. There are plenty of good men, even Elves. Even your own kind, Dark Harpies too. And yet, you really…”
The man said with a grimace and reached for my leg. This is bad, my weapon will be discovered. Navis smoothly stopped the man’s hand.
“Well, well, I’ll let you have a taste later. But about that, have you decided for next season?”
“Hmm, well, it depends on how well I do from now on.”
Saying that, the man glanced at me again. I managed to suppress the goosebumps on my skin and smiled as cutely as possible. What’s with you, you looked down on me just now. Did you get curious because Navis chose me? Or, by some chance, am I going to be the one he entertains later? In a way, it’s good it’s not Nina. She would have bent this man’s wrist in the opposite direction by now.
“That’s interesting. Then, here, go get ready. I have a bit more to talk about.”
This must have been the signal. I nodded and left.
