After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1361

Chapter 1361: Mafo’s Comfort

Trigger Warning: R-18 and Dubcon! Well, kind of. Is it dubcon if she chose that life?

But there are mentions of other women, so the warning stands.

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Mafo’s eyes darkened as he glared at the man’s back, and making him look uglier. No one wanted to approach him. Just looking at his face made their eyes twitch.

Of course, business was business, so many people still strengthened their stomachs to interact with him.

Fortunately, Mafo did not forget that there were still plenty of businesses elsewhere, so despite being irked, he served as a decent host to those who were willing to give him money.

From here, he had decided to really hold a separate ’Premium’ Slave Auction after a few months. He’d just need to get this basic version known to more territories—as long as they were far away enough to not be a threat to him, of course.

The deals almost—almost—lightened up his mood, except just when he exited, he overheard a few just as they were leaving.

"Ugh, that made me sick to my stomach. So ugly!"

"Goodness, the things we had to do."

"Just looking at his face made my stomach tumble."

"Well, we had to do it for our territory."

"The Lord better reward us well for this! The Lord here is just so difficult to interact with!"

His eyes twitched and he wanted to turn and give those bastards—whoever they were—a piece of his mind, except Hassen and his friends approached, inebriated, congratulating him for a successful event.

Slap!

"U-Uncle?" Hesso gasped, touching his cheek in shock.

His uncle had hurt many people, but rarely him!!

"Don’t bother me," he said with gritted teeth, only to realize the people who had just badmouthed him had already left.

And so, Mafo went back home in a darker mood than before, slapping a few servants on his way back to his room on the topmost floor.

"Get the slaves to prepare a bath for me," he said to the shivering servants. "And I want a few company."

"Yes, Master," the servant said and bowed, rushing to do their tasks (and to get away from him as soon as possible).

When Mafo arrived at his lush bathroom, there were already a few women there, waiting for him.

He smirked, settling down and appreciating the beauty. They were all naked, too—it was as if by being surrounded by beauty, his ugliness was neutralized.

Two women immediately went to him and helped him take off his clothes, revealing the hairy and pudgy body underneath.

"Here, Master," one of them said with a gentle tone, her soft hand touching his hunched shoulders. "Do you need a massage?"

Also, a lot of these women were very different in bed than he was used to. When he ordered a slave to do her best to pleasure him—orcshit, he almost went to Elvendell.