Chapter 52: Customs Business
Taffman is two years older than Tanya, but she started practicing later and is at a lower level, so she respectfully calls Tanya "senior sister".
When talking about Tanya, one can see admiration and envy.
"Senior Sister Tanya has awakened the blood of the giant-horned minotaur. She has the earth attribute and can absorb earth magic stones. Her cultivation speed is faster than that of ordinary violent warlocks!"
"As for you and me, we don't have the talent like Senior Sister Tanya, so we should earn money honestly and try to buy more attributeless magic stones!"
The teapot sizzled and the water boiled.
Allen made tea for Tufman and asked politely:
"Brother, is there any way to make money? Can you give me some advice?"
"There are only two options: either take on missions and earn bounties, or provide paid services," Tufman said frankly.
Take on missions and earn rewards.
Alan had heard about this way of making money from Helen.
The college's bulletin board is filled with various bounty missions.
There are tasks officially released by the college.
There are also private commissions from tutors or students .
For example, looking for teammates and forming a team to explore the secrets of the mountains.
For example, purchasing some rare herbs or special spellcasting materials.
There is also the task that Helen had accepted before, which is to escort the new students to report to the college.
These bounty missions are either dangerous or troublesome.
In Allen's opinion, it is not a stable way to make money.
He was more interested in the second path.
"Brother, what ?"
“It’s simple. Sell services based on what you are good at!”
Tufman explained with a laugh.
"For example, shaving people's heads and faces, trimming their feet and giving them baths, painting walls and repairing furniture, unclogging chimneys and drains, and so on."
Alan frowned as he heard this.
"Brother, isn't there a higher-end service industry?"
Taffman thought about it and gave an ambiguous smile.
"Of course there are also more upscale ones, such as the sex industry."
The so-called "customs industry" of Second Brother...
Alan looked familiar.
To put it bluntly, it means selling one's body for the flesh trade.
This kind of business, which is considered immoral in the eyes of ordinary people, is commonplace in the Warlock Academy.
There is neither legal constraint nor moral condemnation.
There are warlocks who keep themselves clean.
For example, Allen’s mentor Pantheon, and senior sister Tanya.
In this respect, it is relatively conservative.
However, this father and daughter belong to the minority.
Overall, seven out of ten warlocks have quite casual views on gender.
The second brother, Taffman, is no exception.
He saw that Alan was interested in this business, so he sat down in the dormitory and taught his junior apprentice some experience in the industry.
"Both men and women can buy and sell, and the price varies from person to person."
"The only difference is that if the woman gets pregnant after an affair, the child belongs to her, which is considered compensation for the hardship during the pregnancy."
"Some sorceresses, not wanting to endure the pain of pregnancy, used magic to remove unborn fetuses from their bellies."
"Transferred to an alchemical device that simulates the human body to complete subsequent embryonic development."
"No matter which method is used to give birth to offspring, the baby born by a sorceress will usually have sorceress blood."
“The mother can raise the baby herself or give the baby to the academy for raising.”
"The college has a special agency for adopting babies, providing thoughtful care and raising them."
"Based on the baby's bloodline, pay the birth mother a transfer fee."
"Many female apprentices with no background and low ability rely on selling their flesh and blood to earn income and survive on this island."
"It's a pity that men can't make this kind of money."
Tufman shrugged ruefully.
Allen stood up and refilled Taffman's tea.
"Brother, how do you know these inside stories?"
"Hey, I've done this myself!"
Tufman stroked the big bald head a little embarrassedly.
"Little Junior Brother! To be honest, I am a popular top performer in the gigolo industry!"
Alan couldn't help laughing when he heard him bragging.
Taffman, who has the blood of a minotaur, goes out to sell his body...he is really a real "gigolo"!
Tufman took a sip of tea and then told Allen about the business of gigolos.
"We are violent sorcerers. We are strong and powerful, and we are quite good at that. We are very popular in the gigolo industry."
"Of course, brute force alone is not enough."
"You need to have some literary accomplishments."
“Music, literature, food, and fashion.”
"You have to be able to follow up on the topics that rich women like to talk about, and with a sweet mouth and a considerate heart, it's no problem for you to make a little money."
"It's a pity that most of us violent warlocks have relatively poor bloodlines, and we can't earn the big bucks that rich ladies pay to have children."
Wait a minute! What are you asking for with so much money?
Alan perked up and became interested.
"Brother! Please elaborate on this part!"
"Junior brother, don't laugh first!" Taffman said seriously.
"This matter is not as obscene as you think. Instead, it is a very serious topic with practical significance!"
"All major warlock families consider their bloodlines to be heirlooms!"
"Strictly restrict women in the clan from marrying out, and men from marrying into other families to avoid the outflow of bloodline."
"On the other hand, they actively married outside the family and recruited sons-in-law to absorb new bloodlines and enrich their own bloodline."
"Do you understand this practice of having two sets of standards for internal and external purposes?" Tufman asked, pausing.
Alan nodded in agreement.
Genetic diversity is the basis for maintaining population vitality.
You never know which cloud will rain.
If the main bloodline declines in the future, perhaps a powerful branch bloodline will be able to take over.
"In order to achieve this goal, you will find that a marriage contract is actually dispensable."
Tufman continued.
"What the rich women from aristocratic families need is bloodline seeds, not men who can provide them."
"They are willing to spend a lot of money to buy seeds from male sorcerers with excellent bloodlines. This is the so-called 'spending a lot of money to have children'."
"Such transactions are very common in our college."
Tufman then addressed Allen.
"You can find out if you go to the trading floor and look at the notice board."
"What kind of bloodline you are looking for and how much it is worth are all clearly marked transactions."
Alan listened with great interest.
The fertility market of the Warlock Academy sounds more radical than the "sperm bank" in the previous life and has been fully commercialized.
If this trend continues, maybe one day this industry will be integrated by farsighted investors and listed...
Taffman's sigh brought Allen back to reality.
"Unfortunately, my minotaur bloodline is too low grade."
"Rich women are only willing to spend a little money and use my body for a little pleasure, but they are not interested in lending me their seeds..."
Tufman looked down at Allen and said earnestly:
"Junior brother, your ogre bloodline is about the same level as my tauren bloodline."
"You probably won't have the chance to do the business of paying a large sum of money to have a child, but you can still earn some pocket money by selling your body."
"Based on my experience, young and handsome young men like you are very popular among middle-aged wealthy women."
"If you recognize a few godmothers, you won't have to worry about food and clothing in the future!"
