Chapter 530: Recruitment I

Chapter 530: Recruitment I

Nas Caskheart

"Get inside fast, girls," said Bumi to the women streaming out of the ship into the carriages.

There are eighty-two of them.

All of them were selected in the first round. The final selection would be held at the velvet garden, or rather, the college.

It is the first time they are doing this two-tier interview.

Not that I mind.

I have already been contacted by over ten brothels. Saying they would buy the contract of any girl that Velvet Garden would reject and are willing to provide triple the price.

Velvet Garden is buying their contract at the market price.

We will give them free, but they rejected the offer.

Them being our clients, had helped our business tremendously.

Since the velvet garden has become a legacy, our sales have skyrocketed. They increase with every advancement the legacy made.

So, I want to foster the relationship.

It's such a regret that Velvet Garden has rejected all our proposals.

They have even paid for the travel expenses.

There is also that strict contract. We had signed that with since Velvet Garden became a legacy, with the latest one being the strictest.

One of the strictest provisions is that we can't advertise them being our client openly.

The girls sat in the carriages one by one till all the carriages were filled.

"All counted and verified," informed Bumi with the board in his hand. I could see the check mark on every name on his board.

"Good, let's go then," I replied and sat in the carriage with Bumi.

It is my first time coming to the Greltheaven. Also, to the empire. The empire before wasn't so welcoming to the dwarves or any race other than humans.

I heard a lot about the city and how silver is transforming it.

Its growth is visible, with a lot of business from merchant states investing in it. The presence of a powerful legacy had made it all enticing, despite the dangers of the undead.

A large number of people come from merchant states every day to experience the legacy.

It is only here that one can step into the legacy without paying a single penny. Something unheard of on the continent.

For common people, legacy is something out of reach, but there is an open entrance to the velvet garden and people are flocking to it.

My friends and clients had told me how hard it was to get a hotel room because of this craziness.

Though they said, the condition is improving slowly.

I am not going to be staying here. I will leave with the girls that aren't selected.

"How many do you think they will select?" asked Bumi. "I hope, all of them," I replied to which, he grinned.

Minutes passed in silence before the carriage took the turn.

"The legacy," he said with a sigh as the tower came into view.

We could see the legacy from our ship, but now it is clear that our carriage is moving on the road by the canal.

I hope I will get to visit it. An hour would be more than enough.

A madam had mentioned that to me, but the plan is still in the nascent stage. Even if they do it, they won't use it to fill more than a fifth of their needs.

Though, I would prefer it if they don't.

The more dependent they are on us. The better it will be for our business.

Soon, we reached the three-story building, and the guard opened the door. I thought we would be going to be in the big building, but I was wrong.

'There are a lot of guards here,' I thought. I saw them at every turn as I had.

Soon, we reached the top floor, where a woman in her late teens was sitting behind the table by the door.

"You can go in, Miss Caskheart," she said before I could say anything.

As she said it, the guard opened the door, and I walked inside.

At first, my gaze fell on the long table, with three chairs behind and one ahead.

It is clearly for the interview.

I turned my gaze away from the table to the three people sitting on the sofas. Two are women in their thirties, while the third one is an old woman who looks to be in her seventies.

I had never seen her, but I had heard about her.

She is one of two vice-headmistresses. The one who wasn't a whore, but joined as a teacher.

"Miss Carla, Madam Caena. Vice-headmistress," I greeted.

"Miss Caskheart," replied Carla. Smiling as beautifully as ever, but now this smile didn't feel harmless.

There is a weight that was not before, and I don't think it is because of the level.

Maybe those rumors about her awakening an aura are true. It is hard to believe a whore of having an aura, but it has happened before.

The one in Belnin awakened it.

"Thank you, Miss Carla," I replied.

"How was the journey?" she asked. "It was well," I replied, to that she smiled.

"Are the girls rested enough for the interview?" she asked.

"Yes," I replied.

They have explicitly requested the girls to be well rested and even paid for better transport.

"It's good to hear," she replied.

"Have you brought out what we had asked for?" asked Madam Caena. "I did," I replied with a smile before taking out stacks of documents.

It is the background details of the girls. It is a little deeper than what we had initially provided them.

Our customers usually don't demand such things, but these people want them.

It is a good thing. We keep detailed records. Better than our competition.

They asked a few more questions before getting up and walking toward the table

"Send the girls, Miss Caskheart," said Carla. I nodded and got up before walking out. Hoping they would select all the girls, it would help us a lot.

We might not be allowed to advertise their name, but people are looking.

Some had even followed us to the Greltheaven.

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