Herald of Steel

Chapter 777 Gift For Ptolomy (Part-1)

P.S- There was a repeat of Chapter 768 and Chapter 767. I have uploaded the new Chapter 767. Apologies. And thanks to Kerry Roberts for pointing it out.

Looking at the slave trader, a sort of disgust formed in Alexander’s heart like he had felt only a few times prior.

The man was reminded of his past, and though he was not traumatized by that experience, he certainly found it very unpleasant.

Even now, one of the few things that could make his heart skip a beat was the irrational fear of being once again transported back to that situation.

But pleasant or not, Alexander knew he had met the man named Cassim.

He had entrusted this man with the purchase of a very important good, and one of the primary reasons for his visit to the market was because he was told the man had finished gathering it.

So with a few pleasantries, Alexander was quickly shown into the tent with the utmost deference and flattery and as he entered the place, he found the place to have been meticulously transformed to be as accommodating to him as possible.

There were of course all the usual things- expensively carpeted floors, luxurious odorless candles, and ornate pieces of furniture.

All those were expected.

But the real surprise lay in store for Alexander when he was taken from the door to another separate inner room, separated by a very thick hanging rug.

This was where Cassim held talks with his most important clients and the man had a technique to wow his customers.

Something that Alexander found out as he entered.

For immediately upon entry he was suddenly blasted by a refreshing gust of cold air that brought back oh so many memories.

For a brief second Alexander thought the small room was air conditioned!

But then he found the real reason.

Though not air controlled in the literal sense, there were huge slabs of ice slabs placed in metal grates, over which he could see scantily clad girls pouring water, causing the ice to melt and absorb all the heat in the process, making the room indeed feel like it was climate controlled.

And as Alexander felt the refreshing air swirl around him, his body hot, weary body rejoicing, he was both impressed by this invention, as well as cursed himself for not coming up with such a thing sooner.

‘Motherf**cker, why didn’t I think of it?’ Alexander hence felt a bit defeated, being trumped by a merchant.

It just went to show, innovation had no favorites.

But such salty feelings only lasted a while as his eyes quickly focused on the four girls tending to these ice cubes.

As soon as Alexander entered they flashed a very professional and charming smile before greeting with an immaculate bow.

Though rather than the gesture. Alexander was far more preoccupied with their figure and clothing.

All of the girls were very different, ranging from tall, short, or medium, they were curvy and voluptuous, cute and petite, or balanced and well built.

They were curly brunettes or straight haired redheads or even flaxen dyed blondes, with faces that could be described as cute, sexy, alluring, or mature.

It seemed as if Cassim was trying to cater to any and all tastes Alexander might have, with the only common theme here being the fact that all these girls were very beautiful in their own ways.

And to augment their looks, their manners too tickled a man’s desire to possess them, for as they gazed at Alexander, their faces were rosy and glowing, and their eyes sparkled at Alexander like he was the light of their lives, urging him to take them.

And the last accessory they had as their weapon was the clothes they wore, for unlike traditional garbs, what they wore was not designed to hide or cover their privates but to flaunt their gifts in as provocative a manner as possible.

All four were dressed in sexy lingerie, their sheer tops barely covering anything as Alexander could see the nipples through them, while many intricate golden chains twisted around them to decorate their assets.

While down below- the girls all showed him their healthy, milky thighs, all of them wearing various golden belts and brackets to decorate those soft fleshly treats.

As for the garden itself, though they were covered, it was by such a thin, linen fabric attached to the stringy waistband that it barely hid anything, for the cloth dug so deep into the crack that Alexander could clearly make out their cameltoe, as well as one or more stray black tress springing out of the forest.

Some even had clear wet patches on them, revealing the entire shape of their lower lips.

If Cassim’s goal was to make Alexander have a boner he surely succeeded.

“Here my lord, please have a seat.” The man very strategically entered the room a few moments after Alexander had, thus letting him enjoy the eye candy for a while.

He had done this trick countless times to impress his clients and the initial reaction was almost always like what Alexander did.

“Melting the ice to cool the room. I never knew Mister Cassim you had such a great mind for invention. I am humbled,”

But unlike what he expected Alexander to say proceeding this, or simply settle down into an uncomfortable silence as he tried to settle himself, attempting to adjust his lower half in the process, as many did prior, Cassim was surprised to hear this.

Apart from a brief moment of shock, Alexander appeared totally unperturbed by the situation, as he settled comfortably into the leather armchair, a happy but tranquil facade gracing his face.

This surprised Cassim.

The slave trader was very proud of the unique arrangement of the room and had expected a bit more of a reaction.

Everyone else who entered did, as the combination of the cool air and graceful beauties worked to unsettle them.

And this had let Casssim seal many a lucrative deal by taking advantage of this distraction.

But how could he have known that Alexander used to regularly enjoy this luxury?

The trick hence failed to impress him too much, causing the slave trader to determine, ‘He is not simple’

While externally at hearing Alexander’s modest words, the man exaggeratedly waved his hands,

“I do not dare, I do not dare. Little me is very aware of all the things you have invented my lord. This little thing is not even worthy of touching your shoes,”

The man surely could flatter.

The next few exchanges only involved some more pleasantries, while two of the four girls moved next to Alexander to cool him using large fans made of palm leaves, while the other two served them sweet wine and fruits, intentionally bending down in a way to let Alexander have a clear view of their milky ravine as well as take in the sweet perfumes.

“If my lord fancies, please feel free to take all of them. I would be honored.”

And as the four performed their seducing acts, taking a sip of his wine, Casssim eagerly invited Alexander not to be shy.

But the man only gave a dry chuckle to this, not even entertaining the idea for a second, as he got to the meat of the issue he was here for.

“Is the thing I asked for ready?”

“Yes, yes. Fifty beautiful women. I have gathered them all. I believe they will be to your liking my lord,” And seeing Alexander was not interested Cassim was very quick in his reply, heavily nodding his head like a chicken.

He appeared so docile that even the girls were surprised.

Of course, they were aware that the face their master presented to his buyers was very different from the one he showed them in private, a domineering, almost cruel man who did not tolerate the slightest mistake.

But even then they were internally a bit shocked by how ingratiating he was appearing now.

Normally, the slave trader kept a much more dignified face.

So this attitude made them wonder who this young man was.

‘Surely he has to be very powerful. Is he a prince? Oh if he would only take me with me!’

Given these girls’ vast experience of dealing with very high level guests, Alexander’s youthful face made them think of only one possibility of his identity- a member of the royal family.

Hence all four turned to look at Alexander with a fresh set of eyes, their gazes now much hotter, wishing to be noticed by this powerful master.

While Cassim was not finished denigrating himself, as following this, his tone then turned sweet and pliable, as he said, “All the girls are at the back. Perhaps my lord would like to cool himself a bit more before visiting?”

He sounded very concerned about Alexander’s well being.

While given the heat outside, Alexander certainly preferred to be here, at least until the sweat soaked tunic that he wore underneath got a chance to dry itself.

So agreeing with a small nod, he then stated in a business like manner,

“The reason why I asked for you to gather the fifty beautiful women is because I wish to send them as gifts to His Majesty in Adhan.”

“And to ensure they are not harassed in any way along the way by the accompanying soldiers I want you to transport them personally”

“So how much will it cost?”

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