Chapter 2: Chapter 01: The Brothel

"We have arrived, master Remus," said Hendricks as the carriage stopped in front of the iron gates. "I guess you will not be coming inside?" I asked as I turned to the old man from the window.

To that, he shook his head.

"My apologies, master Remus, but I would like to return to Redfawn as soon as possible," he replied apologetically.

"Thank you for the company; without you, the journey would have been boring," I said politely, "It was my pleasure to accompany you, master Remus and my sincerest apologies to you; I could not do anything for you," said the old man apologetically.

"What happened was beyond you and me, Hendricks," I said with a sigh and got out of the carriage.

The door closed behind me as my feet stepped on the gravel, and the carriage sped away; it did not stop even for a second.

Seeing that, I couldn't help but shake my head with a smile.

I looked at the carriage for a second before turning to the beautiful mansion in the centre of the garden; this is the thing my brothers threw at me.

It is a very beautiful three-story mansion built in a classic imperial style, which bore over ninety percent similarities to the baroque style of earth.

It is a visual feast with a sensuous richness that one would just want to stare at; I was quite opposed to this project, but my father did not listen. He thought it was the right bet and would bring fortune as the city grew, of which, too, I had many doubts.

It would be a miracle if this city weren't destroyed within a few years.

I was admiring the mansion when I saw the door of the mansion opening, and a beautiful woman in a black dress came out; even with the hurried steps, her movements were graceful, and it seemed like she was gliding on the earth.

"My apologies, Master Silver, I was not able to greet you when you appeared," she said as she opened the iron gates and appeared in front of me.

She is Carla Salt, the woman my father had placed the responsibilities for this business.

The woman is strikingly beautiful; she looks to be in her early thirties and has flaming red hair that goes below her shoulder and amethyst eyes that would attract anyone's attention.

Her facial features are delicate like a flower that, seeing them, anyone would have the urge to conquer her.

"You should have kept the guards, miss Carla; we don't want any accidents to happen considering the kind of place our establishment is," I said and walked inside, with her walking beside me.

To be honest, I did not want this place, this business. I would have sold it all and started on my own somewhere new, but all changed with the class.

They have interfered with it, and I have received the class, and with it, I am forced with this place. I have no other choice but to come here and take the reins of this business, which they threw at me as my inheritance.

Those bastards will pay for what they did to me.

As for this business, I will make it so successful that those bastards would become green with envy. They had called me whoremaster when I had left; I will show them what this whoremaster could do.

"The security of the city is very strong with the new people arriving every day in the city; the city guards patrol the roads nearly every hour," she replied.

"Still, contact the mercenary guild and hire the guards," I ordered.

After seeing how my father was murdered right in front of my eyes, I don't think I could live without security. Even after two months, I still have nightmares about what I have experienced.

"It will be done," she said.

Soon, we reached in front of the mansion, and it was even more beautiful up close. It will become even more after the work on it is done.

There are people working around the mansion with a speed and precision that had been impossible for humans on earth without their high-tech tools, but here these people are doing that with the aid of simple tools.

It had been three years since I had come to this world, and even now, the classes and skills still fill me with wonder.

"Only final touch-ups have remained; they will be finished before we open at the end of the week," she informed, seeing me looking at the workers.

I nodded before I walked with her, and soon we appeared at the door of the mansion. It is big and has mermaids carved on it so realistically that I felt like they would jump out the door.

It is definitely a work of the level 25 above artisan.

"Master Silver, welcome to the lord's pleasure," said Carla with a smile that had a hint of seductiveness before pushing open the door.

We stepped into the hall, which was decorated with gold and red; my father had picked the design, which, to be honest, is quite gaudy.

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I only looked at the hall for a second before turning to the main attractions.

Women, beautiful women of all ages from sixteen to forty-five, all of them looking at me in nervous anticipation to seductive smiles that materialized a hundred fantasies in front of me in an instant; it took me all my willpower to resist those gazes filled with the power of skills.

"Master Silver, these are the women who will be working in a 'Lord's Pleasure." Informed Carla, and I just nodded because I did not trust myself to open my mouth in front of them.

This is a brothel, my inheritance that my siblings viciously stuck me with; they have bonded it to me with witch magic. A very expensive affair, costing them more than the value of this place, but in their eyes, the price was well worth it, especially since it worked.

About a month ago, I had turned eighteen, or this body did, as I am a decade older. At eighteen, and finally received the class, my base class, that I had been waiting for years.

I was supposed to get 'Merchant' class; with my pedigree and the work I have done, I would have gotten it, but with my sibling's machinations, I got something else.

Now my class is Souteneur Merchant; it could be said to be a fused class between the Merchant Class and Souteneur Class.

A Souteneur Class is above the Pimp Class, and the Merchant Class is what I had worked hard to gain. It is not a pure mercantile class like a merchant or trader; thus, I will not get the inheritance the old man left for me.

My father had left something quite good for me in his will, but there is a condition for me to get that is having a pure mercantile class, but one I get is not, and thus, I got this brothel, and I had no choice but to accept it, as it is the only way I could level up my class.

 

 

The class interface appeared in front of me as I willed it; one could have many classes, but only one base class which one could not reject, and it is the only class that provides the attribute points.

I may not have gotten lucky with my class, but I got good skills. They are as good as one hopes to get and are practical. One skill is passive, while the other is active; I am already using worthy goods on these women, and I am getting a good response.

"Master Silver, do you want me to introduce the girls to you?" she asked, to which I shook my head. "No, I will look at the establishment first," I replied, and I could see a small surprise appearing on the women’s faces before they controlled their emotions.

"As you wish," she said, bringing back her professional smile that had faint seductiveness.

"The whole establishment is made just as the old master had ordered, and the Nielson guild had done a very good job actualizing his vision," she said as she began showing me the mansion.

I already knew the plans; I was there when he had a meeting with the people of the construction guild and offered many suggestions, but he did not listen.

"…All the rooms are soundproof and have the most comfortable setting so clients can have the best time. There is…"

Carla is detailed in her explanations, which gives me a little chance to ask the question; I have read the reports she had sent to Redfawn, and they were very precise.

The workers of the architecture guild were still working, and whenever we passed them, I could see them stealing glances at Carla.

She is really a feast on the eyes; she is not the most beautiful of women here, but she is the most seductive; just a short contact with her, I could tell she is apt at using every advantage she had to her greatest.

The old man had done many things wrong, but he did the best thing by choosing her as the person responsible for the establishment.

Soon, we appeared in the back garden and walked toward the man middle-aged man in a black suit, who was speaking to a few people; when he saw us coming, he quickly dismissed them and turned to us with a smile.

I could see the burning lust for Carla in his eyes, which he could barely hide beneath that smile. "Master Silver, this is architect Lloyd; he is responsible for the construction of the establishment," Carla introduced.

"Master Silver, nice to meet you; I hope you liked the work of our guild," he said as he forcefully diverted his eyes at me. "It exactly as my late father had envisioned," I replied, and the smile on his face widened.

"I am glad to hear that," he said and looked toward the mansion, "As you can see, we are nearly done; we will be finished within three days, which will give you ample time to open by the end of the week," he said, and to that, I just smiled.

"Mr. Lloyd, I would like to meet your boss tomorrow in the morning, if possible," I said to him, which surprised him and Carla.

"May I know what for Master Silver?" he asked, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Yes, it is about some modifications I want to make to the establishment," I answered, and the worry in his eyes eased away. "I will inform head architect Davidson as soon as possible," he said with a smile.

I talked to him for a few minutes before walking back inside the mansion, ready to start with my plans.

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