The inhabitants of the Eastern Oasis greeted me unfriendly. More precisely, they first wanted to kill me on the spot, but then a respectable man came in a beautifully embroidered traditional dress and said that I was mine.

Once the Abyrs led a nomadic life, living in tents, which were set near water sources. Cities were underdeveloped. Abirs were warlike, attacked neighbors and enslaved beautiful women and strong men who were sold to other neighbors. This continued until the invaders came from the so-called New Kingdom and captured the most valuable places to live. The people of Abirov were divided in two: wild Abirs led nomadic life in remote parts of the desert, civilized Abirs lived in cities and around rivers. The new kingdom disappeared a long time ago, and the permanent war between the wild and civilized continued. The cities of Sonar Son and Agalor Son belonged to civilized Abiram, here slavery was prohibited. The eastern oasis was one of the largest settlements of wild abir.

The man who saved me smiled tightly and said:

- Hello, dear Arinthal Boring. Habib told me about your generosity and that you respect our traditions. How can we help you?

- My good friend yearned for female affection. He is looking for a young wife, so that there will be someone to serve a glass of water in old age.

- Commendable forethought. Your friend is very wise. Why did he not send the matchmakers to the owner of a respectable family, so that he gave his daughter for him?

Suspicious what. It is not only he who surrounds every now and then gives us sidelong glances.

- Now there are few respectable families left. Modern brides allow themselves to reject worthy suitors, and their fathers, due to weakness of character, do not interfere with this.

- Yes, times are immoral. Isn't it better for your friend to choose a bride himself?

- He is very busy and relies entirely on my taste.

I had the persistent feeling that the old man did not believe me a bit.

- For a certain reward, we can help your friend. Send, see options.

- Of course. Come on.

We entered a large tent. Along the edges of the room were cells with slaves. Slaves had their mouths and eyes tied so that they could not remember the visitors.

“Here,” the elder pointed to one of the cells — a great option. The woman owns the magic at a decent level. She was kidnapped from a noble family. She was taken very far from her native places so that her relatives would not trace her with the help of magic.

On the floor of the cage lay a sorceress, tied with a glowing orange light rope. White skin, tall, more than two meters. I did not know her race. 283 level. Not my option. As soon as I bring her home, she smears me on the floor with a thin layer.No grids will interfere.

Seeing my doubts, the slaver pointed to another cell:

- Here, a resident of the dungeons. Very strong, suitable for hard work. Very angry, good for raising children. I left my relatives and joined the gang of robbers. In the end got here.

The woman belonged to the Adorian race: low and stony inhabitants of the same name dungeons. Adoryka in the cage was significantly lower than me. Gray skin. The muscles are bulging. 174 level. For some reason, it seemed like these muscular arms reaching out to me and breaking my neck. I do not want to check how she has a violent temper.

- Dear, my friend does not need a warrior or a miner. He needs an obedient wife, not an omnipotent monster.

- Understand. Look here. Fragile, tender creation from distant islands. Fluttered in the wild among flowers, now ready to be a wife to your friend.

Fairy. 190 level. Behind his back are pretty shabby and faded wings that look like giant butterfly wings. About my height, but my legs and arms were thin, as if they had never lifted anything heavier than a feather. However, it is much more dangerous than Adoria. Fairies are very strong magicians of nature. Here, in an artificial room, you can not be afraid of her, but if she just touch any tree or blade of grass, her manna will be restored and others will die. Probably, abiry do not fully understand what kind of creature they are holding in a cage.

“Please show the weakest and least fit woman to fight.”

- Here.

The patriarch pointed to one of the cells. In her lay, crouched, an unremarkable woman of level 12. Blonde hair. The face is the most ordinary, there are neither outstanding muscles, nor magic. Growth is approximately equal to mine. The skin is light. Chest second size. Not very wide hips. Dressed in a dirty faded green dress.

- What can she do?

- Nothing. She used to collect herbs, but nothing grows in the desert, so her skills are useless.

Travnitsa. It is my choice. The main thing - of all, it is closest to my level. According to the game hint, until I have the skill “Seed Power”, the chance to conceive a child with a high-level woman is very small. In order not to offend the owners, I examined all the goods. The elder even tried to sell me a monstrous red-skinned creature with 4 breasts with a height of under 3 meters.

- I choose this one. - I pointed to the desired cell.

- Great choice...

He obviously did not think so. Probably wanted to sell someone more expensive.

- ... How do you want to deliver her to her future husband?

“With the help of the teleportation scroll that I have with me.”

- With you six hundred silver coins of the New Kingdom.

- you are satisfied with the equivalent of precious stones?

- Yes.

The monetary system in Andorra is very confusing. At different periods of history, each virtual state issued its own bronze, silver, copper, gold, tin, mithril and other coins. In addition to coins, shells of mollusks, precious stones, pearls, magic crystals and substances, animal skins, human teeth, golden sand, and much more were used. There was no universal currency. It was possible to make a fortune in one place, and then not be able to buy bread in another, because all your money is worth nothing. However, it all had the equivalent in real money. The silver coins of the New Kingdom cost a little less than 39 credits per piece. Love is now expensive.

I gave the slaver some shiny crystals.

- And one more question. What is her name?

- Do not bother with this issue. As you call, so it will call.

New Achievement: Slave Master (Level 1)

You have acquired a slave. Get three more slaves to improve this achievement.

Bonus: 1% discount when buying slaves. The discount is valid only when trading with non-player characters.

I looked at the woman lying on the bed and thought. Do it now? What if she wakes up? She has 12 level, I have 1. She is quite capable of harming me. I looked at the wand that was lying next to me. If you put on her one more sleep, and then fuck, will she wake up during sex or not? And if you tie it? Not. Sleeping and binding is an option at a time.I will not spend time on it every time. No sleeping pills is enough.

I automatically stroked the rod with a sleeping spell. The woman moved. It's time to start teaching the basics of the discipline.

- Wake up dear! Sleep time is long past.

The woman lifted and looked sleepily around.

“Welcome to my humble home.” Now this is your home too.

- Who you are?

- I am your new owner and husband.

Slave slowly rose to her feet and examined the grille, which closed it from me.

- Please let me go!

New job!

Type: exclusive.

Description: release the slave at will and help get to the house.

Reward: improving relations with the former slave. Improving relations with the inhabitants of the village "Polynnoe". Gifts from the villagers.

Accept the assignment: yes / no.

“You cost me too much to let you go.”

The task is not accepted.

- Oh please! My relatives are worried about me! They will pay you!

- I'm your husband. How can I give you someone? By the way, your name is now Alexander, in honor of my first wife. She, like you, cost me a bunch of loans.

- I do not understand what you are saying. I can't be Alexandra, because I ...

- No, you - Alexandra. You're my wife now. The most important thing in marriage is when a wife does not reread her husband and does everything that he says.

- I will not obey you! I'm not your wife! Immediately let me go!

New job!

Type: exclusive.

Description: Release the slave at will to avoid her wrath.

Reward: no.

Accept the assignment: yes / no.

I thought that she would be a young lady. Well, and I provided it.

“I will not give you food or bedding until you come to your senses.”

The task is not accepted.

Alexandra turned away and depicted complete indifference to me. I left the room, locked the door and climbed up. In the basement, the system pleased me with a new achievement.

New achievement: Rejected groom (ur 1)

You offered someone to marry you and rejected you. Make 3 more unsuccessful suggestions to improve this achievement.

Bonus: there is something to complain about among friends.

Still, Habib was right. Women now completely spoiled.

- Output.

The real world pleased me with good weather and cheerful Leroy, singing something under his breath. While the housekeeper was giving me a blowjob, my thoughts wandered around the virtual Alexandra and her real prototype. On this Alexander, I was married about 3 years. Before the wedding, she was like an angel, after the wedding she treated me like her property, and with my money like her own. This young lady has spoiled my nerves a lot. I wonder if you can make my slave look the same as your ex-wife? How many millions will it cost? Only Leroy, I am currently satisfied. It is good that her mouth is busy, and then again she will ask for a pay increase. Let it work first.

I returned to Andorra the next day. Alexandra, although she spent the night without food and water on a hard bed, kept herself proud, pretending that I did not exist. I sat down in front of the cage, laid out the food in front of me and began to devour it with a crunch and smacking.

- Alexandra, my dear wife. Look at some delicious meat! And stewed vegetables! Real jam! Do you want to try it all with me?

- Take your pitiful handouts, you bastard! I'm not your wife, and never will she!

- Honey, you break my heart! Isn't this all for you? Did I not give you a roof over your head and food that you do not want to eat? Why are you insulting me so?

- You locked me in a cage!

“This is for your safety.” Around the desert and wild beasts. I protected you even better than myself! And you are so unkind with me.

The answer was a look full of contempt. Nothing, Baghdad was not built immediately, or how it was in the adage?

In the manuals on raising virtual slaves that I studied, it was recommended to bind the slave and whip until he agrees to do whatever he wants. This option did not suit me. I need an obedient consonant to all the wife, and a battered slave with poor health.

I left the food on the floor and left.