Chapter 209: Infiltration

Now I was riding in an Elegant carriage with four other people; three were like me, now a slave and the other was a guy who seemed to be the subordinate of the man who negotiated with me and who I believe is the leader of the Neron company.

I, for my part, was covered by a particularly large and thick hood; I had asked him for this with the excuse that I did not like to go uncovered, and the larger the hood, the more comfortable I felt.

No one minded my peculiar request, as they wanted to keep me happy as best they could. Gaining the favor of what seemed like the real authority in this city was worth it, even if they had to obey the requests of a nobody like me.

The rest of the guys, of which I noticed two were of the race that I am currently transformed, the Syrintha, while the other was of another race of demons that are of normal size, but this one was especially small, basically our height.

Honestly, I was surprised that there were no youngsters, but the requirement of the city lady was that they were of this stature and good looking, not that they were specifically young, or so the informant deduced, because they always took adults and not youngsters or children, which made me think that at least this lady was not a complete degenerate.

In the end, it wouldn’t have mattered the lady’s tastes, because I could adapt to anything and the Syrintha, are a race that has what the lady likes, most are naturally very handsome, at least from the human aesthetics and are short in stature from 4’7 to 5’3 being the tallest, now I was one, special, even among that race.

They At first they looked at me with curiosity because of my hood and curious appearance, but I gave them a “What’s that on my face, you bastard?” look and they stopped looking at me.

yeah, another thing about this race was I was naturally shy, well there are always exemptions and it doesn’t matter much how I act individually, but if the lady likes this shyness too, I’ll have to adapt and fake it a little.

Another thing I noticed was that they were all weak; one with no metamorphosis, one with only one, and the other with two. I wondered if I should also camouflage my rank, but the informant didn’t say anything about it and it didn’t seem to be an important factor, the same as with personality, so I shouldn’t worry about that.

As far as I know, it’s not like she was going to take us all at the same time. She usually just picks one, and if another one she likes, she saves it for later.

Even though the merchant was sure she would pick me, he never missed an opportunity to generate future business, already showing her extra merchandise.

’almost there’.

At that moment, the thought of number two came to me, and I began to pay attention to what Number Two was seeing.

As we planned, he was following me from a distance. After I finished dealing with the Neron company, that fight wasn’t just for me; it was killing two birds with one stone, and now Number Two had more to work with.

I didn’t use my own senses or magical detection, to avoid drawing as much attention to myself as possible.

I was doing this because there was another obstacle before entering the city lord’s residence, in these days I had obviously also observed where my target would possibly be and noticed that the lord’s residence also had barriers in place.

From the perspective of Number Two, who was closely watching the movements of the carriage, we were reaching a certain point, which with normal eyes would not be seen and it was the range of the barriers.

I quickly undid morphogenesis and activated demonization, quickly blowing another fucking hole in my chest and leaving another demon core there.

’I curse you, fucking skill, ughh!’

I did it with demonic beast cores that I had quickly bought from a store, as demonic beast cores were easy to find here, and I only needed to use them for a moment.

The reason was that around the walls of the lord’s castle there were also detection barriers, and I would be discovered. That’s why I chose this method, as it was more difficult for me to impersonate a guard or a servant.

The other two methods were to sneak in with those who brought supplies for the kitchen, and merchants of goods such as clothing, jewelry and so on.

They were also thoroughly checked, so it was less feasible, For me being a human. a mistake would be fatal and I would be discovered in the center of an enemy race in time of war. My fate would not be easy and things would get out of hand.

So I chose this method, which was not even considered a viable method to begin with, thanks to the strict requirements, as most of those brought before the mistress are trained and are true slaves of the company.

So it would be a long time before I could go through this method, unless I was peculiar enough and fit the tastes of the lady of the city, to the point of giving me away as quickly as possible even if it’s only with a trade contract, rather than a slave contract, being on the good side of authority figures, is something traders always look for.

As they had to look up my background and investigate me and so forth until they were sure they could use force, and if I turned out to be of considerable strength backing me up, they would lose the chance to convince me and trade, so they took a bit of a chance on me.

The informant had overlooked this method, but I told him to tell me any method, no matter how crazy it sounded.

And it turned out that this was the most viable one to go in for me being human and having to worry about barriers, although this information cost me more money, as with it came the likes, fetishes and what the lady was currently doing. But it was worth the price.

It was something the lady often asked for, and certainly something the city lord did not want known. His reputation, and the fact that his wife regularly bought slaves to satisfy her, was definitely not something they wanted discovered. That was why he believed it was the most viable method of infiltration.

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My change in appearance was not very noticeable thanks to the large hood I requested and the fact that no one was paying attention to me at the time also helped.

After a few minutes, I could see that the carriage had entered correctly and the dangerous barriers were overcome.

Once that happened, I stopped paying attention to what Number Two was doing and went back to transforming into the demon with morphogenesis.

The wagon kept going and, after a few minutes, it stopped. The man got off and we all got out.

We were greeted by maids, of a race that I was surprised to see there dark elf

, I am certainly curious, because of how famous they were in my previous life and how rare it is to meet them, but that would be later.

They led us to what was definitely not the front door, and the man told us to take off my hood.

I saw it and I found it curious how sometimes magic recreated things that existed in my previous life, like those one-way mirrors. I was sure that, on the other side, was the lady from the city.

After a few minutes of standing there, the door through which we had entered opened. Some maids came in; at that point, they separated me from the group, took my storage bag from me something that was definitely not in the contract, but I made no fuss about it, finally, they took me without any delay to a room.

“You will stay here until the mistress asks for your services.”

Said the maid and, immediately, she left.

’Well, that was quick. Now I have to find the opportunity to…’

Just as I was thinking what to do now that I’m inside, I couldn’t waste time, assuming she would only call me in the evening, it being barely noon and believing I would have the afternoon free, my thought was interrupted as after a few seconds the maid returned.

I thought she had forgotten to tell me something, but….

“My mistress is requesting your presence.”

“….”

She seems to like it, more than I thought she would to the city lady, who didn’t seem to mind that it was broad daylight to begin with. I don’t judge her; it’s never a bad time to do it.

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Thinking back over the past few days, this is definitely not what I expected to happen when I came to pick up my little platinum ticket. To me, the city lady was only supposed to be part of the plan, not such a big obstacle.

’Damn informant’

while this woman is stronger than the lord, the difference is abysmal. I have no doubt that if this lady wanted to, the city lord would have to sleep on the floor even if there were dozens of beds in this castle.

Even considering that the level of this kingdom is higher than that of Avaloria, it is ridiculous that a mere lord, and even worse, the wife of a city lord, had this level, unless it was the central continent.

There was definitely something fishy going on here. I looked at her status again to confirm if it wasn’t a hallucination.

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