Of course, before Lydia could go, there was Salicia’s turn. She wasn’t picked because she was the most sensual. In fact, she was a Bandit King. Carmine at least had some charm. As a paladin, she could at least garner a sweet sight. I had seen her use it. Salicia had nothing cute about her. Whether it was her eyepatch, her tied up hair, her leather clothing, or her crude way of walking, Salicia may be beautiful, but she wasn’t erotic. In fact, she rudely readjusted her pants and spit on the ground before coming up. The men in the audience had helpless expressions on their faces.
The Slave Master had an ugly expression on his face as he sent her, but there was nothing he could do. The other two girls had already gone once, and Salicia was all they had left. Thus, he could only order her to march up to the stage.
“You want sexy?” She said, crossing her arms, “How about this? One of these? How do you like that?”
After each question, she posed. However, all of her posses were fundamentally wrong, as they weren’t cute feminine poses, but the kind of pose a muscleman would put on his body. I wanted to laugh, but taking a glance at Lord Tibult who was watching her with interest, this was probably the best way to arouse him. Her manly actions might get a reaction out of him, especially if he used his imagination a bit. I was actually starting to worry they might offer a challenge, but a second later, one of the crowd let out a jeer.
“That’s not sexy at all!” One person cried out.
“What are you doing?” A woman cried. “Women are supposed to be cute and adorable!”
As the complaints mounted and the crowd grew more restless, Salicia’s face turned ugly and she started cursing them.
“You bastards! You ask me to come up and be sexy and you don’t even appreciate it!” She snapped. “You want sexy? You want to see sexy! Well, take a load of these!”
She grabbed her shirt and lifted it, immediately flashing the crowd. There was a quick inhalation of breath as everyone gasped at her displaying her funbags for the crowd. Carmine had her head in her hand, shaking it like an embarrassed sister.
“Yeah… you like that you horny freaks. Take a look, because you’re never going to touch them!” She cursed the crowd, although some guys had started clapping and hooting now.
As she turned, her chest ended up being flashed before me. Noticing a glint on her nipple, my eyes widened and in the relative silence brought on by her exposure, my voice rang out in the crowd.
Her breasts were actually pretty nice, and the nipple ring was very daring. Her eyes suddenly snapped to me, staring at her breasts. She pulled her shirt down suddenly, and her face exploded with a red blush.
“Who-who said you could look?” Her usually raspy voice had changed into something soft and low and she was touching her fingers together.
“Hah? You were showing them to everyone!” I declared “It’s not like I was interested or anything.”
“He’s lying…” The magician who was gauging the two men declared, “His current state of arousal is about a 7/10.”
Damn it, could you provide me any face old man! I can’t help I hadn’t had sex in weeks! I was shooting him a hateful glare, avoiding the accusing looks of the girls behind me. It didn’t even matter what score I had! I wasn’t her master!”
“S-s-seven…” Salicia’s eyes were downcast and her expression was unreadable.
“S-s-stupid!” Salicia’s eyes gushed with tears and then she ran back off the stage with her hands covering her face.
I had no clue what happened, but her sudden display of cuteness seemed to satisfy the crowd, who burst into applause. As for the Slave Master, he had an awkward look on his face as he glanced between me and the slave, and then didn’t punish her despite her previous display. As for me, I was completely confused. Carmine was even offering Salicia comfort! Why did she show everyone her breasts without batting an eyelash but as soon as she noticed me seeing her breasts, she ran off the stage in tears? No matter how I asked the question, no answer seemed to come.