Chapter 170: The Gift (Part-2)

With Aeson on the lead, we quickly make our way to the Elven market. As it’s still around noon, the streets are not as crowded as yesterday but Aeson is still looking around vigilantly— almost like a criminal paranoid about getting caught.

“Hey! What the—”

After walking for a few minutes, he suddenly grabs me by the shirt and pulls me to the side. It all happened so fast that I didn’t even get the chance to protest.

“Sorry for that, but we cannot go further without covering up,” Aeson says in an apologetic tone, releasing me a second later. We’re currently standing in some sort of an empty alley, right between two of the tree-shops.

“Cover up what?” I ask, confused.

“Ourselves,” he answers, pulling a pair of long blue robes out of nowhere and handing one of them to me.

“As I said, I cannot be seen going there.”

He quickly wears the robe on top of his clothes and pulls the hood over his head. Generally, this attire would look very suspicious to others, but I am aware that that’s not going to be the case.

Even excluding the hooded ones from the meeting, I’ve seen multiple elves on the street covering up themselves like this— not a whole lot of them, but enough to make it unsuspicious.

Once both of us are done, we leave the alley and enter the streets again. As expected, no one pays us any attention now. After walking for a while and taking some turns here and there, we finally reach another empty alley. Though this time, we don’t stop to do anything but keep moving further inside.

Only after reaching the very end of the alley does Aeson finally stop in front of a very inconspicuous tree-shop. There are no signs, banners, posters, or anything to give information as to what this shop is about. Thinking again, it might just be a normal house in the shopping district.

“Let’s go in.”

But surprisingly, Aeson opens the door of this house without knocking. He even turns around and urges me to quickly follow him inside. Frowning a bit, I enter the ‘house’ but my initial guess turns out to be wrong immediately.

I don’t know what this place is, but it’s definitely not a house. It seems more like a hotel. Directly in front of us, there’s a reception area with a small desk in the middle. Behind this desk, a rather mature-looking elven woman (but extraordinarily beautiful nonetheless) is smiling brightly. She even greets us with a bow once we stop in front of her desk.

As she’s wearing a white dress with a rather deep neckline, the valley between her large breasts deepens and I couldn’t help but take a proper look.

Wow…

“Welcome to this lowly establishment, master Aeson. I see you’ve brought the guest madam mentioned,” she says politely.

“Yes, yes… Jacob, this is Ashrine Gilqen. She is the owner of this… eh, place. Ashrine, this is my friend, Jacob,” Aeson introduces us, looking slightly flustered for some reason.

“A-Anyway, I should leave now. Jacob, Ashrine will explain everything you need to know. And if you’re not interested in… well, whatever she has to offer, just come out of the alley and I’ll find you.” He tells me with a quick nod before rushing outside the door.

…

He seems to be in even more rush to get out than he was to get in…

“Well, this might take a while so let’s sit down,” Ashrine sighs softly before gesturing at the sofas to my left.

“Alright.”

As we both sit down opposite each other, I notice Ashrine’s eyes losing a bit of professionalism. She brazenly looks at me from top to bottom with strange excitement. Being stared at like this (although by a very beautiful elf), even I feel a little self-conscious.

“S-So… can you explain what you’re going to give me?” I ask, interrupting her gaze.

*Ahem*

She seems a bit embarrassed but returns to her normal self almost instantly.

“Of course, but before that, can you tell me if Master Aeson has told you anything about this place? Anything at all?” She asks, straightening up and folding her legs, letting me see her smooth yet plump thighs through the slits on the side of her dress.

Damn, elves are something else…

“No, he just said he wants to give me a welcome gift and then he brought me here,” I tell her with a shrug.

“I see… I thought Master Aeson might be showing some interest in us, but alas…” she mutters, smiling sadly.

“Anyway, I won’t beat around the bush with you, Sir Jacob. This place might not look like it, but it’s a brothel.”

…

“Ah…”

Although a bit startled, everything that’s been bothering me suddenly makes sense. From Aeson’s strange behavior to why this place is located so obscurely.

It’s actually an Elven brothel! I cannot believe I’m here!!!

[Why, is it a big deal?]

Of course, it is! Everyone knows that in Elven culture, love, and sex are considered something sacred. To them, it’s a process to give birth to a new life, not something to seek pleasure from. In their entire lives, Elves only take in one romantic partner. And even if (by some mishap) their partner dies, the widow or widower stays single for the rest of their lives.

[Bullshit. If sex is sacred then they should fuck more, not less!]

Haha, I agree…

Anyway, the system tower doesn’t care about anyone’s culture or values. It grants systems regardless of the host’s race and identity. And thus, it’s inevitable for some Elves to get certain undesirable systems. Systems that force them to do certain things that go against their strict cultural values. Systems such as mine— sex-based.

[The best systems of them all!]

Eh…. excluding mine.

But you see, unlike humans, Elves don’t have to worry about dying the moment they turn eighteen. Even if they don’t get infused by a system or never earn a single life point, they’ll still have thousands of years of life.

So, you might think that those Elves with sex-based systems just give up on leveling up, right?

[Of course, they don’t— I mean, they don’t?]

Well, no. Elves are totally different from humans in this matter as well. While humans don’t have much desire to level up due to the fear of Poisons, doing so is the most important thing for the Elves. Getting stronger is the only way for them to keep their heads up in the Elven society, where strength determines the status of an individual.

Even Elves with sex-based systems would rather give up on their values than to remain weak. But of course, that doesn’t mean other Elves would support them in doing so. Among the ancient laws of the Elves, there’s one specific law regarding the people who get sex-based systems. I’ve heard of it because it’s quite famous on the Internet.

According to it, Elves with sex-based systems could only mate with foreigners— people from other species, to be specific— to level up in their systems. On top of that, they are also not allowed to leave the country to seek sexual partners, they can only form physical relationships when people from other counties visit them.

Needless to say, it is an unfair law. But it was made to protect the clean and pure image of the Elves, so they are very strict about it.

[What the…? Yikes…]

I know, but fortunately for us, it also led to the formation of a few obscure ‘brothels’ around the country where Elves with sex-based systems gather. A few years ago, these Elven brothels got incredibly famous when it was leaked on an online forum that customers there are not charged at all! In fact, they even pay foreigners to have sex with their prostitutes and provide many other benefits!

Just imagine, you get to have sex with as many Elven beauties as you want and you’ll even get paid to do it! It became the dream of every horny man like me to come here at least once in their lifetime!

But the reality was rather sad. Elves very rarely allow tourists to enter the country. Most of the time, it’s just the VIPs and government officials who come here for short visits. And they have other important stuff to do than to have sex.

With that and how hidden these brothels are, it’s extremely rare for them to get any customers at all. It’s not surprising that Elves with sex-based systems have the lowest status within their community. Although systems can never be revealed, sex-based system users are easy to spot them due to their low magical powers. Thus, they’re not very well respected either.

[Well, you can some of these female Elves, can’t you? Hehehe…]

*smirk*

I will try my best!

“It seems you know a thing or two about Elven brothels, Sir Jacob?” Ashrine asks, seeing the knowing look on my face.

“Yes, I do. Almost everyone in my country knows about them,” I answer honestly.

“Ah, of course. How could I forget that little incident a few years ago? The elders at the palace were quite furious when the existence of Elven brothels was leaked to the world,” she says with a sign.

“Anyway, this makes my job a lot easier. Since you have the gist of it, are you willing to be our customer?” She asks expectedly.

Well, duh. I won’t say no to that even if someone puts a gun under my chin.

“Yes, I am! I didn’t know my good friend Aeson would give me such a great gift,” I say solemnly.

“I-I am glad to hear that, Sir.” Ashrine takes a deep breath in, her voice a little shaky. She could barely maintain her formal face as excitement and joy fills her eyes.

She waves her hand and a piece of paper appears midair before gently floating down to the table.

“This is just a simple contract that you need to sign before you can officially become our customer. It mentions the benefits you’ll get and some of the rules you’ll have to follow. Please read it carefully, Sir Jacob.”

Damn, it’s a magical contract… She’s serious about whatever rules there are. I actually need to carefully read everything before signing it.

I pick up the contract and look through its content. It’s written very descriptively, but it basically says the following things:-

…

Is… is this for real?