It was probably not the first ti she had heard a similar question. The young maid showed no surprise, just shook her head humbly.
“How could I be such a powerful being as a demon? As you guessed, I am indeed not human, but a creature called Charrs. But rest assured, I was raised as a slave by the shop since I was young, learning various skills to serve in daily life, and I would never harbor any thoughts of harming my master. If you’re still concerned, you can simply pay and sign a slave contract with under the notarization of the shop.”
“So you’re a Charrs. That explains...”
Violet didn’t pay much attention to the faint self-promotion in the maid’s tone, just recalling what she had read about Charrs in books.
The “Charrs,” these magical beings, if one were to insist on classification, are sowhat like a hybrid of the Siren and succubus from gas.
Charrs were weak. In terms of basic stats, they weren’t much stronger than ordinary humans. Typically, any well-trained adult man could defeat two or three Charrs alone.
However, Charrs also possessed a very special innate ability, as their na implies—Charm.
Of course, the Charm of Charrs couldn’t control intelligent beings to the extent of making them obey orders, at least not for ordinary Charrs.
This so-called Charm was just a special magical power mixed into their language, which could make others develop a fondness for Charrs.
The form of Charrs themselves was not fixed. When they were born, they were just a kind of energy form similar to small light balls, and then, under the guidance of their mothers, they would imitate a certain creature comprehensively.
After that, Charrs would completely transform into the form of the target’s offspring and gradually grow up like normal children, eventually having the exact sa appearance as that creature.
Of course, this imitation only extended to appearance and physique. Charrs couldn’t replicate the sa innate abilities as their targets, and they couldn’t transform into so races with too large a body size or too strong abilities, such as mythical creatures like dragons with special powers in their bloodlines.
This is the way Charrs survive. Naturally weak, they can only rely on this characteristic, along with their half-hearted charm, to attach themselves to certain stronger races to survive. They mostly mimic female forms that best fit the aesthetic preferences of the target race, in order to gain as much protection as possible.
Since this Charrs now appears in a form identical to humans, it ans that her mother fell into human hands when she gave birth to her. What’s more, perhaps even her previous generation was raised in the sa way as Charrs.
Seeing Violet pondering without speaking for a while, the Charrs girl thought she was being disdainful of her identity as a creature, and hastily raised her head, using that sowhat charming, inadvertently pitiful tone to explain.
“Although I am a lowly creature, the simulation of Charrs is perfect! It’s a once-in-a-lifeti opportunity. Besides giving birth to Charrs when reproducing, my body is actually no different from a human’s, not only less prone to damage and aging, but also the feeling when... when using it should be very...!”
Huh? The feeling when using it? What does that an?
Violet was puzzled for a mont and couldn’t figure out what usage the other party was referring to. In the end, she could only casually hum in response.
She felt like this Charrs maid seed quite eager to be bought by her, but Miss Priestess already had many people around her, and she already had Leila and Rene, the skillful sisters, to assist with daily service work. What’s the point of buying a slave? Release them to accumulate rits?
Moreover, as ntioned before, the Charrs race, apart from attaching to stronger beings, has almost no survival ability.
Here, or if bought by soone later, she could at least barely survive. But if she were arrogantly bought and then released, in this Human United Kingdom that was hostile to other races, this Charrs would only face a more miserable future.
Violet couldn’t just spend money unnecessarily out of pity for soone, this wasn’t so kind of shelter for wayward girls.
Seeing the attitude of the black-haired girl and seemingly understanding her intentions, the Charrs maid, who had witnessed too many similar situations, seed to have understood her aning.
A hint of barely perceptible regret and resentnt flashed across her face, and she lowered her head again, returning to her initial humble appearance.
“So... What would you like to see? I can introduce you.”
Violet didn’t pay attention to the change in the other’s expression. She was naturally aloof and indifferent, and things that didn’t interest her would quickly lose her attention.
“Well... things to see, huh...”
There wasn’t much to see on the slave side. Even if she looked, what difference would it make? Violet certainly had many ways to save them, but firstly, that wasn’t the main purpose of Miss Priest’s trip, and she didn’t want to attract too much attention before finding the Ghost Thief group.
On the other hand, as the saying goes, these girls from different races co from all over the world. Even if Violet really intervened, how would she deal with them afterwards? Carry them all back ho one by one? Obviously impractical.
If the authorities were reliable, Violet could have entrusted them to the managent of the Demon Suppression City, but given the situation in the Human United Kingdom, coupled with the information obtained from Lester and Lan, it could be more or less guessed that the upper echelons of the city were probably colluding with the poachers. Handing them over to them would undoubtedly be like sending sheep into the mouth of a tiger.
So Violet didn’t plan to go to any extra lengths.
As for the other things in this Universal Emporium...
To be honest, although she only glanced roughly, the quality of the items here was indeed much better than those sold by the rchants outside, at least the effects and side effects of the drugs were clearly written in the kingdom’s language.
But fundantally, it wouldn’t change. It was just fancy packaging, nothing more than shady stuff.
“Let’s just take a casual look around. If you have sothing to do, go ahead.”
“Alright, if you need anything, please feel free to ask.”
Bowing again with extre humility, the scantily clad Charrs girl quietly left, but she didn’t go too far, still quietly observing and waiting for Violet and her companion, seeming to still have so lingering thoughts about promoting herself.
Ignoring the faintly discernible glances, Miss Priestess and the little Dragon wandered casually through several sections of the Universal Emporium.
The things sold here were quite comprehensive. In addition to various common and uncommon dicines, the materials were not limited to those obtained from monsters and creatures, they also included special tals and hundreds of grades 1 to 5 magic crystals.
At this mont, sothing suddenly caught Violet’s attention.
To be precise, it left her feeling sowhat puzzled.
It was a small golden crystal, about half the size of a palm, placed inside a counter, wrapped in a translucent specially made tal box and protected by a small magic array.
No, this thing... how to put it...
“Master, this thing...”
Obviously, her little Dragon also noticed the issue. After all, she spent every day with Violet, and this pure light-elent aggregate was sothing she was very familiar with.
Because... how should I put it? When they couldn’t find anything good to eat before, Violet would just compress light elents into high-purity crystals, giving them to her as if they were candy. There’s still quite a few stored in Miss Dragon’s little bag, serving as ergency rations.
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