I Become Master of Danger Zones as Incubus With Mastery In Genetic

Frankly speaking, while he do have some curiosity of the species, aside for maybe his lust and desire to have one or a lot as his bedwarmer and sex pets, there is no other reason for him to be interested in them.

"While it sound amazing, I don't think I can ev buy a slave of such caliber with my funds," Alros said. "There should be some nobles and powerful families that will be eager to have such slave in their hands,"

"Hhmm, true. But you ask about the auction, and I deliver. Considering it did not have any use for you, I will offer you another thing, maybe another information," Alros put his chin on his hand.

While he probably would not be able to afford the slaves at the auction, there is nothing saying about slaves sold outside of it.

"The slave traders, do they sold slaves aside from just auctioning them?" he asked. Seeing the old lady nodded, he asked again, "Where are they located at?"

-x-

While the old lady gave him an address, it took him a long time to reach there, mostly because he had problems navigating the Underworld. While the place is not that large, the differt roads and alleys gave him a good share of headache.

Only by asking the locals, and paying them coins for the information, did he finally find the place. He could tell that they did not treat the slaves well, from how they are inside cages outside of the warehouses, which he believe to have more slaves as well.

Alros walked towards one of slave traders, who put his hand on the hilt of his sword.

"Wait, wait. I come here to buy slaves not put in auction," he told them. The slave trader looked at him warily before nodding, leading him to one of the warehouse.

Inside the warehouse, there are group of m and wom in beautiful clothes, being attded by slaves. He merely glanced at one wearing a very skimpy cloth before looking away, not wanting for them to be able to profile him.

It took him sometime before they reach a large room, where a fat man was sured by slaves in thin clothing, attding to his every need.

The slave trader walked towards the fat man before whispering to him. The fat man nodded before making a shooing motion, the slaves quickly taking their leave.

He stood up before saying in a booming voice that was not that differt to a salesman.

"I heard you want to buy a slave. Well, you are at the best place to get exotic one," Alros smiled, already having some plans in mind.

"Yes, though I will like to take a quick look on the merchandise," the fat man nodded before motioning for him to follow him. They left the warehouse before heading to the another warehouse. One of the guards there oped the door, revealing the number of slaves behind bar, as the man proclaimed loudly.

"Welcome to Jarasi Slave Market, please take a long look and pick one that interest you the most,"

-x-

After looking at all the warehouses, Alros asked the questions that had be stuck in his mind, "What about those that outside the warehouse? Why are they there?"

"They are defective one, and so, nobody wanted them. They are scheduled to either be killed before we left or sold to anywhere that have some use for them, like a cult looking for sacrifice or an ara who want to have more gore in them," the fat man explained.

"I see," while he sound calm outside, inside, he was seething. He might not be a good man, but he knew the pain of being abandoned wh he was younger, wh he was in a shitty orphanage before being move to a differt one.

While he did not think himself of good, his race is the exact opposite of that, he want to offer the people that suffer the same thing as him, or probably ev worse, another chance.

However, he did not plan on saying anything yet, instead asking for several slaves that caught his interest. As the man noted and seemingly calculating his purchase, Alros put up another offer.

" gold coins for all the defective ones," his sudd words cause the man too look at him in surprise, with the guard ev having his mouth wide op.

"I have some use for them, namely test subject," he decided to go with the truth. He planned to give them a second chance, though it is in his own term, namely they will work for it.

"Hhmm, sure, gold coins is more than ough for the defective ones anyway. And where do we sd them? After all, it is a lot of people," the fat man asked.

"St them outside the city. There should be a tunnel heading outside. But sd them in batches. We don't want the guards to take notice of it. And have the slaves blindfolded and bound if needed. We don't want any making an escape," he ordered, the man.

"Also," he remembered something, "I will take the not-defective slaves now," the fat man nodded before giving him a control tool for the slave collars, and the contract, all having them under his name.

-x-

He choose a tunnel that lead to somewhere far from the city, and told the slave traders to sd them that way. He also told them he will take group of every hour, to not cause any disturbance that will alert the city guards.

The slave traders agreed, the fat man ev thanking him for giving him some profits by buying the defective products. Of course, he did not trust them tirely and subdued some rats to watch over them.

Wh he left through the tunnel, he reach a valley, with a river in it. Alros motioned the slaves, all bound up and gagged, before leading them away. He cast an illusion to make them look like they are leaving, though they remained there.

After a while, the guards left, to which he oped the portal to the system space and put the slaves inside, while giving Laili instructions on what to do with them.

Now, he will wait for defective slaves to arrive. Considering he asked to take them during the night, he has to wait, but he did not mind. In fact, as he look at the crystal in front of him, he do have ways to deal with the waiting.

-x-

As the night goes on, he banged the slaves he bought and stopped wh the guards get close, to which he sd them to the system space. After casting illusions and looking like he lead the slaves away, he put them inside the system space the momt the guards left.

He repeated the process, and find himself with 87 defective slaves and 7 slaves, adding 94 more people into the population.