Another week passed and it marked the end of two kingdoms in the world.

The Baldur and Xurin territories were conquered easily with the obvious absence of their top wizards and magicians.

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But this has not in any way negatively affected the peaceful community of the Astronians.

They lived, breathed, and became older with each passing day with no care to the affairs of the outside world.

After all, what can a mere one hundred people do in the grand scheme of things?

Perhaps the only thing that changed was how every power and influence nearby was absolutely in fear of these strong people from a faraway world called Astro.

"Some peace and quiet at last." Our bored gamer looked at the beautiful morning and marveled at the grandness of creation.

This true copy clone body never did anything but only make love to his woman Freya and play video games in his free time.

This was his passion and thus, it would be pretty hard to reshape an old tree like him into something new entirely.

Several months passed and when the fifth month ended, a ship could be seen docking into a distant continent.

"BANG!" A large ship docked in the port and women began to disembark one after another. It was curious to see that these girls were truly gorgeous and young.

They would have indeed been a great sight to look at if not for their bound hands and feet. They were chained together and were treated with the utmost security possible.

Nevertheless, these products remained untouched and were even fed very well during the 5 month journey into this yonder continent.

"Take them all to the wizard's tower!"

"The Lords will have a good time in competing for the ownership of these bitches!"

"Our moneys is almost in our hands, boys!"

"Don't take your eyes off our merchandise!" The leader of the slave traders laughed loudly in the next moment. This was of course the result of both Xurin and Baldur's fall.

The leader could already smell the bountiful cash slowly coming towards him and so he did not want to fuck up this job today.

Before the day ended, thousands of virgin young women were sold to wizards and mortals alike.

The wizards of course had first pick and the rest went down the pyramid of power to compete.

* * *

In a wizard's private sanctum, a brave girl laid without care. She looked around and waited for when the opportunity would come to her.

Unfortunately, the one who bought her has still not yet arrived to take her cherished innocence.

A few hours more and the only door in the room opened up to spat out the ugly old form of a grand wizard.

At once glance, it was easy to note that he may have been drinking in the interval of his absence. The aged wizard smelled of alcohol and the stink of an unwashed body.

"My Lord, I have wonderful news that I'm sure that you would want to hear." The girl welcomed and prostrated in place.

This was the most subservient pose she could make and she felt no shame in doing so. As long as she got what she wanted in the end, she could do anything to accomplish her goals.

"Speak." The old and ugly wizard retained sobriety at this time. He was a grand wizard and thus, he could easily erase the effect of wine from his system if he wished it to be so.

But what was the fun in that?

"I know of a power that could overcome magic in this world."

"There is no competition at all between the sorcerous powers of wizards and magicians if compared to this thing that i speak of, my Lord." The girl in bondage said her piece.

Now she only needed to await the results of her gamble. A few tense breaths passed before the old wizard spoke again.

Since the slave girl's head remained flat on the bed, she could not really see the facial reactions on this stinking man before her. One can only imagine her uncertainties.

Fortunately enough, her prayers were answered eventually.

"Tell me more." The old ugly wizard said and the last effects of liquor vanished from his face. He was more curious on what this slave girl was about to say to him.

It did not need telling that the lust in his loins also subsided at this time.

"As you wish, my Lord. It all began when..." Thus, a slave girl told a sad tale on how exactly she ended up like this. Thirty minutes later and the old ugly wizard lapsed in a long silence.

It was obvious that the slave girl had already finished her story at this time.

"What do you expect in return for this valuable information, little girl?" The wizard asked afterwards. He was a devout believer on the value of equal exchange.

This man may be old and ugly and even a serial rapist at that but he knew the distinct separation between business and pleasure.

"I want freedom and protection, my Lord." The beautiful slave girl replied swiftly.

"You are smart. Sleep for now. We will have a long journey ahead of us." The wizard nodded as he honored the wishes of the slave girl.

A breath later and he was seen walking out of the room. His head was filled with brilliant imaginings of a different power that was far superior to their magic.

"If i get my hands on that device, then this world shall be mine!" The old and ugly wizard grinned widely as he began to plan ahead on what he could bring in the exploration.

* * *

Morning came and the familiar sound of moving carriages serenaded the docks. This day was a lot busier than usual.

There was almost no room for the horses to walk since the scene was a straw short from total chaos.

This has of course aroused the attention of the old and ugly wizard. He leaned by the window and saw a few acquaintances on the spot.

"Atrix, what seems to be the rush?" The old and ugly wizard asked.

"Nothing, Wizard Ulric. I'm just going to the barbarian continent to get some alchemy materials." Atrix replied while sitting calmly inside his own carriage.

Traffic became lighter and the horses could finally go forward. The old and ugly wizard named Ulric could not help but ask once more at the familiar wizard faces around him.

And so, he called for their attention.

"Where are all of you going, my friends?" Wizard Ulric queried.

"To sight see."

"To have some fun."

"Nowhere. Just making a simple errand." Three wizards replied briefly but it even sounded fake in their ears. Much less at the oldest amongst them.

'We've been fooled by these girls!' Wizard Ulric concluded as he turned around to look at the bowed head of his slave girl. The latter could only keep her silent and hope for the best.