Modern Women's Charm
Rupawan

In front of a mirror at the height of the body, the figure of a woman in her 25s with a face full of thick powder asik memaca, check if she is beautiful.

Her dark brown hair was carried back with beautiful hair jewelry.

She was dressed in bright yellow clothes with the chest part accentuating the hemispheres of the twin pieces and subordinate to a large fluffy skirt that was up to the length of touching the floor tiles, typical of the medieval feel of Marrissa's home world.

"Marry how I look, it's good, isn't it?" He asked the middle-aged servant behind him.

"Your appearance is so perfect Fourth Madam, the Landlord definitely cannot turn his face away from you." Marry praised and flattered her employer.

Roselia was the name of the fourth wife of the Landlords, she smiled happily at the praise of the servant Marry whom she had been given the task of taking care of Juno.

Although Marry's praise sounded pleasant, Rosalia also realized that if the Landlord had ignored her for two years, she would no longer come to her place at night, even had her move out of the main house like the other Landlords old wife.

It was all because the current Landlord was more concerned about his ninth newest wife, Paula.

She hated Paula so much, just because she was younger and had twins bigger than her that she could dominate the attention of the Landlords.

Fortunately, recently there was news from the City Lord that told me that special guests from other races were looking for slaves.

The more beautiful the slave the better.

All the Landlords in the city were ordered to look for beautiful slaves, if the slaves they proposed were elected then the City Lord would promise certain benefits.

That is why Roselia who was charging Jean a debt was called by the Landlord and all the other Madam.

Barto, a middle-aged man with a distended stomach aka landlords and at the same time Roselia's husband, promised to allow the first wife to the seventh back to live in the main house, while the eighth wife to the ninth would have another lucrative advantage, only if they could get a slave with a handsome face and the slave was successfully chosen by a special guest of another race.

This was a great opportunity to recapture the attention of her husband from Paula's side.

Jean and Juno's faces flashed through Roselia's brain, the sisters having above average beautiful faces.

The first time seeing their faces Roselia felt envious and wanted to get rid of the beauty that rivaled her. He was afraid that Barto would be lured to Roselia.

That was why he made higher rents to the brothers, also giving out high interest loans when Jean applied for a loan from him.

Roselia managed to get Jean to work until their condition was pitifully thin.

The beauty of the beautiful faces of Jean and Juno goes down several levels due to the deliberate distress of life by Roselia.

Unfortunately Roselia regretted her actions, because the brothers became thin and she also heard the news of Jean's departure as a picker.

"Stupid, that stupid girl just threw her life into the forest. Damn my slave candidate missing one!" Roselia swears emotions.

Luckily there is Juno. Although he had to improve the appearance of the boy.

No problem, Roselia was sure with Juno's beautiful face and beautiful eyes, the special guest of that other race would choose her.

"Is the boy ready? quickly bring her here Marry." Roselia gave the order as her hand added more powder on the part of her face that she thought was less flat.

Marry nodded, "Okay Madam."

He immediately resigned himself to carry out the orders of the employer.

After ten minutes had passed, Marry came holding Juno's arm.

"Madamma she's ready." Marry backed off after saying that.

Juno's current appearance was more like a noble's son than a slave-to-be.

This was done to meet the demand of special guests who said the more beautiful the better, so Juno dressed as much as possible to look more perfect.

"Hmmm, you're so handsome a rancid boy, well even though it's a bit skinny." Roselia patted Juno's right cheek.

Juno threw a face away from Roselia's clapping on her cheek.

Seeing Juno's behavior, Roselia held Juno's jaw and pointed her face towards him.

"You said you wanted to know your brother's news, don't turn your face away like you did if special guests see you, understand!" Roselia said with a tone of emphasis.

Juno stared hatefully at the snake woman in front of him, but she could only nod weakly.

"Is the train ready? Let's go to the main house."

They also went to the main house.

In the main hall the handsome slaves of the other ladies were gathered on one carriage and dispatched to the City Lord's residence.

While Roselia joined Barto's other wives in the same train, they left for the City Lord's residence as well.

In total there were three horse carriages in the entourage.

The leading train occupied Barto and Paula his ninth wife.

Paula looked in Barto's arms with a sad face.

"Suami, promise me if my slave is not chosen you don't throw me away, I'll be very sad if you do that to me." Paula's eyes looked teary-eyed that was about to fall.

Barto squeezes Paula's twins and says,

"Don't worry, you'll still be my favorite baby, I love you."

If Marrissa saw those two lovebirds she would definitely make a bad comment,

"One******* disgusting son of a hypocrite with one old man's mottled nose, oh a drama not worth watching."

On the other train is the last train. Juno sat in the middle of the 8 other slaves.

Juno looked at the slaves around him, some were his brother's age, there were also children his age and some were even younger than him might still be a boy of 7 years.

However, most were female slaves rather than male slaves like her.

There were only 3 men out of the 9 slaves in the carriage.

All the slaves wore noble clothes, they appeared neat. There are those who look sad like Juno, there are also those who look happy because they will be made into slaves of the upper class.

Juno was confused, what good it is to be a slave of the upper class, even what the upper class meant was another race, not they were still slaves.

Juno's eyes turned to look at his own two hands that currently seemed to be clasping each other.

Juno said, "Sister Jean, I hope you're okay. Come back safely."