My family runs an adventurer's guild.

—In Enfield's memory, the cat-man Firi, though small in stature, was quite senior. Even in front of the Sorcerer King Ainz, he was neither humble nor arrogant, and was even occasionally referred to as "senior" by the Sorcerer King himself.

What's even more incredible is that sometimes, Phil would speak to the Sorcerer King in a commanding tone, and the Sorcerer King would always remain calm.

Could this little cat-man actually be more powerful than the Magic King? It doesn't seem like it!

Could it be that he is an old minister who has served several generations of kings in the court of Nazarick, and therefore can rely on his seniority to act arrogantly?

Sigh, it seems difficult to tell a kitten's age just by looking at its face! Just like many people can't tell the difference between a two-year-old cat and a ten-year-old cat.

So, although Phili looks fluffy, cute, and petite, making people always want to reach out and pet him, or even lift him up or toss him high in the air... Enferea still always treated him with the respect due to an old man.

Even though this Phili is "like an old man," he always seems a bit frivolous in Enferea's eyes.

"...Ah, I'm so sorry, I'm really grateful for Lord Phil's help these past few days! May I ask who today's guest is...?"

Enferea answered with a smile, then looked up at the customers brought by Firi, and couldn't help but swallow, his expression showing a hint of daze.

This is... such unparalleled beauty!

—This was a young and beautiful woman, wearing a short, royal blue bodice and a pale green tulle skirt. Her long, flowing golden curls cascaded lazily to her chest, and beneath a long, semi-transparent purple veil, her exquisite curves and snow-white belly were faintly visible. Her large eyes, lined with peacock green eyeliner, were captivating, and every smile and gesture possessed a unique charm, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

By this time, she had already gracefully swayed her snow-white waist as she walked to the bottles and jars neatly arranged on the wooden shelves in the shop, carefully examining these different types of "adult bedroom-specific" potions. She only turned her face when she heard Enferea's voice.

"...Oh my, what a handsome young man! How old are you this year? Do you make all the medicines in this shop?"

The beautiful woman smiled at Enferea and spoke in a rather peculiar accent, her deliberately lowered voice slightly husky yet captivating. Her eyes, peeking out from behind her veil, were brimming with a mesmerizing allure. As she spoke, she extended a delicate, white finger, like a piece of jade, and gently lifted the boy's chin, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "...Quickly introduce her to Sister Theresa, okay?"

Although Enferea had seen some famous beauties in various social settings in the past, and recently many courtesans and noblewomen had been visiting his family's small shop, this was the first time the young apothecary Enferea had encountered a beauty of this caliber.

Well, that's excluding the several beautiful maids and concubines around the Sorcerer King... But while they are stunningly beautiful, they are also top-tier powerhouses with astonishing auras. Standing in front of them, mortals can only feel boundless fear and awe, and would never dare to have the slightest thought of desecration.

The woman in front of you, Ms. Theresa, didn't have that suffocating sense of oppression; instead, she made you want to get closer to her.

Moreover, given the close proximity, the young pharmacist could even smell the other person's strangely fragrant body odor in his nostrils.

Smelling the enticing fragrance and listening to the heavenly music, Enferea's fair face flushed crimson.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※

Meanwhile, the radiant Teresa, with a faint smile on her face, looked happily at the dumbfounded Enferea.

Sigh, how long ago was that? I've almost forgotten it. I used to be able to be so lethal just by my looks and demeanor... I never thought that after coming to this other world, I would be able to enjoy such pleasure again—this is really interesting!

She was even happier, thinking that she hadn't made a mistake by choosing out of pure curiosity this time.

"...Ahem, please stop teasing this innocent young master! Theresa...uh, big sister!"

Seeing Enferea's face turn red and he was speechless, Firi could only cough and try to smooth things over, "...You're not here to sell anything today, you're here to look at medicine! Let's release this innocent young master and let him introduce you to the medicines in this shop!"

"...Hehe, that's right. I got a little carried away just now and almost forgot that I have important business to attend to today!"

Ms. Theresa smiled and withdrew her slender hand. "...Young man, please tell me about the products in your store!"

Only at this moment did Enferea, who had been almost completely bewildered, finally come to her senses and feel deeply ashamed and annoyed at her earlier lapse in composure.

Chapter 169, The Apothecary's Workshop of Valeria (Part 2)

"...Ahem, I apologize, madam, I seem to have been a bit rude just now, but please, Ms. Theresa, show some restraint..."

To conceal his conflicted and dazed state of mind, the young pharmacist Enferea tried to appear nonchalant, muttering to himself as he turned and took out a long, ornately decorated box, which he opened in front of Ms. Theresa.

A row of six sparkling crystal glass medicine bottles, along with various medicines and ointments inside, were displayed before Ms. Teresa's eyes.

"...Please look, madam, these are our six newest potions. They are [Passionate Lady], [Sleeping Beauty's Dream], [Fountain of Life], [Beast's Spear], [Fine Wine Ointment], and [Healing Ointment]. Three of these potions are for women only, one is for men, and two ointments are unisex. Each potion and ointment contains various high-grade fragrances to mask odors. Women should not use them during menstruation..."

"...Oh dear, little Enferea, you seem to need to work on your speaking skills! This kind of introduction makes people not want to buy!"

After listening to the young pharmacist Enferea's dry, textbook-like introduction for a while, Phil couldn't help but sigh and shake his head. "...Never mind, I'm very familiar with all the potions in your shop. Let me give you a demonstration today!"

Phili reached out and pulled out a bottle of peach-pink potion in a rose-shaped crystal bottle, introducing it as, "...Look, this is the best-selling female aphrodisiac in Barreare's Potion Shop, 'Passionate Lady.' It's great for encouraging inexperienced, shy young ladies, providing the most reliable and wildest support for men's power, while also guaranteeing a good harvest. You understand what I mean, right?"

Phil winked and deliberately emphasized the word "poor harvest," while Ms. Theresa let out a string of silvery giggles.

"...Hehe! Of course I understand. But what if you happen to want a bountiful harvest?"

"...If you want a bountiful harvest, you can give this bottle of [Fountain of Life] to the lady who desires it."

Phil casually put the [Passionate Lady] potion back into the box, then took out another bottle of dreamy blue-purple solution in a heart-shaped bottle. "...It can fully nourish those broken and barren lands, unearthing the last glimmer of life hidden underground, used to nurture new life...The only drawback is that the little darlings born under the nourishment of the [Fountain of Life] are all little girls—but sometimes that might be seen as an advantage."

"...Ah, that's true. In our line of work, it's very common for women to follow in their mothers' footsteps; it's even a tradition."

Ms. Theresa nodded slightly and said, "...Besides, it would be a good selling point if the mother and daughter could perform together."

"...Next, if you encounter some less docile mares, but are afraid of hurting them, then I recommend using this [Sleeping Beauty's Dream] on them." Phil took out a third seashell-shaped crystal bottle, with a milky white solution sloshing inside.

"...It can make the most irritable wild horse more docile than a lady, and can make the fiercest lion as limp as a plate of egg pudding. No matter how irritable the little cutie is, under the influence of this potion, they can gradually adapt to and come to like their owner's love..."

“…Ah, no need for that. My little darlings are all very well-behaved, and I don’t plan to recruit any naughty ones for the time being.” Ms. Theresa shook her head.

"...Then, there's this one specifically for male consumers, the [Beast Spear]. No matter how weak or powerless a man may have been, once he takes it, even a tortoise will be able to muster all his strength during the drug's effects!"

Phil took out a fourth apple-shaped crystal glass bottle and gently swirled the emerald green solution inside.

"...This is something we can buy. Although most of our customers are in good physical condition, we occasionally have local customers who are not so fit. We can't refuse to do business with them, and we have to try our best to avoid disappointing them..." Ms. Theresa commented.

"...Next, if some men have special needs in bed and want to do things differently, they can use this [Alcohol Ointment] to enhance the experience—it can make the driest desert smooth like an ice rink, and it can soften the hardest drainpipe to withstand the impact..."

Phil took out the fifth small jar containing a light purple ointment, "...It can be used by both men and women."

"...It's being used, isn't it? Hmm, it's quite interesting, but my current main customer base is very conservative and might not support overly stimulating activities. However, the person who came up with the idea to develop this ointment is really quite impressive in a way!"

Ms. Theresa curled her lip, then winked meaningfully at Enfield, throwing him a flirtatious glance that would never be misunderstood. The young pharmacist, Enfield, received these terrifying messages with almost despair, his face turning ashen.

—Are you treating me like a pervert who not only eats both men and women but also likes to "go through back channels"? Please, I'm not that kind of person!

This ointment was clearly recreated by my grandmother based on the contents of the ancient book sent by the Magic King!

"...Finally, this is the [Healing Ointment]. Simply put, it's a topical version of a healing potion. If you get too wild in bed, you can apply it afterwards to reduce bruises and scars. It's a very useful thing." Phil held up another bottle of creamy yellow ointment and said to Theresa.

"...It's really useful. Give me twenty bottles. Then twenty bottles of [Passionate Lady], five bottles of [Beast Spear], plus one bottle each of [Fine Wine Ointment] and [Fountain of Life]. I'll pay a deposit of ten gold coins first, and the rest will be paid in ten days when the goods arrive. How about that?"

Ms. Theresa thought for a moment, then quickly made a decision, "...So, young man, can you deliver on time?"

As she spoke, she leaned down toward Enferea, a captivating smile playing on her lips, radiating charm.

Gazing into her captivating eyes and inhaling the rich fragrance emanating from her, Enferea was almost once again captivated by her charm.

"...Hmm, ten days...should be fine. But...where should I deliver the potion?"

After another brief moment of distraction, the young pharmacist Enferea finally came to his senses. He turned his head away from Ms. Theresa's gaze and stammered, "...I still don't know where you live, Ms. Theresa."

“…Ah, it seems I haven’t introduced myself to you yet! I’m sorry, young man! Please deliver the medicine to the Sanssouci Palace Pleasure Club in ten days. I’m going there to be the steward…” Ms. Theresa stuck out her tongue cutely as she answered Enferea.

“…Sanssouci Palace…the Pleasure Club?” Enferea was shocked. “…The huge palace that the Sorcerer King recently demolished the VIP hotel (palace), the city hall, and a large area of ​​houses in the noble district, and built with magic? He, he really intends to open a brothel in such a luxurious palace?”

"...That's right. If nothing unexpected happens, the Sanssouci Palace Pleasure Club that I manage will become the largest and most luxurious brothel in the world."

Ms. Theresa smiled smugly. "...It is anticipated that the Sanssouci Palace Pleasure Club will consume a large amount of potions in the future, so we may be dealing with each other frequently... Also, as a healthy young man, I think you might need this."

She pulled a card from under her skirt and handed it to him. Enfeia reached out and took the card, only to find it was a business card written in beautiful handwriting, decorated with a simple portrait of Ms. Theresa and a pink lipstick mark that was impossible to misinterpret, exuding an alluring fragrance.

Then, before Enfeya could react, Ms. Theresa leaned forward and gently kissed his forehead. "...I really like you! Hehe! Cute little guy! If you bring this business card to my shop, you can enjoy a free service!"

In that instant, Enferea felt as if her mind had exploded, and everything in her vision seemed to turn pink...

—Although Ms. Theresa and Phili left the shop, a dazed Enferea lingered at the shop entrance, gazing at that graceful figure for a long time. Only after her figure disappeared at the end of the street did Enferea reluctantly walk back behind the counter, where he saw his grandmother, Rigi-Barebaya, standing between the wooden door connecting the shop and the workshop, holding a jar of ointment and looking at him with a worried expression.

And so, the grandmother and granddaughter looked at each other for a moment, until finally, it was Grandma Lizzie who broke the silence first.

“…Ahem, I say, Enfielda, you mentioned before that you have a little girl named Anri in Carne Village whom you like. Her parents and sister have all died, and she is now all alone and struggling to make a living, so you want to bring her to live with us, right?”

“…Ah, yes, Grandma. Didn’t you say you’d think about it?” Enferea said, scratching her head a little embarrassedly.

"...No need to think about it anymore, I agree! Enferea, go to Kahn Village in a couple of days and bring Anri back!"

Grandma Lizzie waved her hand with great conviction and said decisively, "...Sigh, that country girl named Anlie, although she's a bit rustic and doesn't have much dowry, is ultimately a decent and good girl. With Anlie holding your heart, and having a few more children soon, I can feel more at ease. It's better than you being bewitched by some wicked courtesan!"

I've seen this kind of thing countless times. So many promising young people have had their lives ruined like this! Losing some money is a small matter, but if you contract some kind of infectious disease, your life will be over!

After listening to her grandmother's nagging, Enferea's face first turned from white to red, then from red to green, and finally she let out a shout of shame and indignation:

"...Grandma!! What are you saying?!"

Even so, his fingers still involuntarily reached into his pocket and touched the business card of Ms. Theresa…

However, if this inexperienced young pharmacist were to see Ms. Theresa's true face, that fleeting romantic thought would likely turn into a nightmare.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※

Totoro Town, Shrine of the Sleeping God

With the help of a priest and a servant, an old woman with gray hair, a wrinkled face, and a frail appearance finally ended her "game" in the world of "Overlord" and was shakily helped out of her sleeping pod and moved to a wheelchair.

In terms of appearance, she looked much older than even Enferea's grandmother, Rigi Barebaya—at least Rigi was still agile, while this old woman had difficulty walking and even had to rely on a wheelchair.

However, she is none other than Lady Theresa, who just captivated the young Enfield in the world of Overlord.

And she was once the Queen of the Flower Kingdom in the Golden Dragon Kingdom's world of pleasure, and was the number one courtesan in the capital city of Thousand Sails for ten consecutive years. She then opened the most famous brothel in Thousand Sails, "Golden Rose". Whether it was her seductive charm or her business acumen, she was a first-class heroine.

Although due to old age and declining health, Ms. Theresa had long since faded out of the world of prostitution. Not only did she no longer sleep with clients, but she had even handed over the management of her own brothel to her daughter. She simply enjoyed the wealth she had accumulated in the first half of her life and lived a peaceful old age in her small country estate.

However, because Firi needs to satisfy the cravings of a large number of older players, she has to set up an unprecedented "online brothel," so she urgently needs relevant professionals—although there are quite a few succubi specializing in bedroom matters in the Great Tomb of Nazarick. However, the nature of these succubi is just a game setting; in reality, they are all still novice and don't know how to please or serve people.

Simply put, these succubi who know how to have fun and enjoy playing games, while they love having sex and various "fun games," only know how to make themselves happy and satisfied, but they don't know how to make customers happy and satisfied—if they were to run a brothel, they would definitely make all the customers angry and run away!

Well, there are a few exceptions, perhaps a few with bizarre tastes, who might cry and beg for their whips...

So, through the introduction of the old prime minister Pochettino, Phile invited the long-retired Teresa from the countryside near Totoro Town.

"...Ms. Theresa, how does it feel to be in another world, meow? Do you find it interesting?"

As Ms. Teresa's wheelchair was wheeled out of the temple, Phil, who had been waiting outside, immediately approached her with a beaming smile.

"...Ahem, very good, it feels so good to be young! I don't know how many years it's been since I tried to seduce a young boy with my face, I've almost forgotten how to flaunt my charm! And this time I have such a big club, so many girls under my control, just thinking about it makes me excited!"

Ms. Theresa smiled contentedly. "...However, I can't support such a large club on my own. Speaking of which, I had quite a network of connections in the world of entertainment back in the day, and I had many good sisters and trusted confidantes. Now, so many years have passed, some of them have passed away, and the rest are all old and faded, no longer marketable. Some of them have some savings and are doing alright. But most of them are quite destitute. So I want to recruit them to start a second spring in the entertainment industry in another world. What do you think?"

"...As long as you have no problems with management, we would be more than happy to oblige!" Phil replied.

Chapter 170, The Fortress City That Changes with Each Change

Generally speaking, cities that have just experienced war, even if the city itself is not severely damaged, will always experience a long period of depression before they can slowly recover due to the disruption of trade routes, the depletion of resources during the war, and the destruction of surrounding villages.

However, the fortress city of Yelantil, which had changed hands less than two months ago, experienced an abnormal prosperity immediately after the "Magic King" entered the city.

—While the monsters that followed Sorcerer King Ainz into the city were certainly frightening, the thousands of mercenaries and "suspected adventurers" who accompanied him were surprisingly wealthy and generous, greatly boosting the consumer market in the fortress city of Yelantil.

Most of them, whether human, elf, orc, or dwarf, rushed to taverns and brothels after the parade ended. They were not only generous with their money, but also often brought out rare and exquisite "ancient gold coins" (game coins in the game 【YGGDRASIL】).

As a result, within just over ten days, all the alcohol in the city was consumed, and all the prostitutes in the city worked at least three times a night. Some even continued to work during the day because they didn't have enough time at night... and this was even with many prostitutes accompanying the army sharing the workload.

The city's residents sighed repeatedly, saying that these mercenaries from out of town were even more extravagant than the most pleasure-loving nobles.

Seeing so many wealthy people flooding into the city, it's natural that some greedy individuals would secretly harbor some wicked thoughts.

As a result, various traps, honey traps, and ambushes targeting mercenaries from other places and prostitutes accompanying the army (who were actually players) quickly emerged in the city.

Although unlucky thugs and hooligans often get killed by the mercenary masters, there are also those who successfully rob or swindle money and profit handsomely.

The initial slow response from the Sorcerer King's side only further emboldened these gangsters.

(Since it's a game, fighting, killing, sabotaging each other, stepping on traps, and losing your life are all normal things. If you can't even handle that much, what are you doing playing an adventure game? Real players only think about how to fight back!)

However, when the largest underground gang in the Kingdom of Ri.Estize, the Eight Fingers, set its sights on the Sorcerer King's supply depot, intending to steal the magical items inside, the king who emerged from the ancient tomb finally revealed his terrifying, ruthless, and decisive side—thousands of monsters entered the city overnight, taking control of all transportation and defense points, and declaring a curfew.

Then, Ainz Ooal Gown, using his intelligence magic, swept through the entire underworld of the fortress city of Yelantil. Thousands of gang members and thugs were arrested, and hundreds were killed while resisting arrest.

Subsequently, the Demon King's demon subordinates acted as judges, using mental magic to interrogate these gang members and thugs, and based on their confessions, more unlucky individuals were arrested.

During this great trial, anyone who had plotted against the occupying forces or committed murder was handed over to the torturers and subjected to the punishment of being skinned alive. Only young and beautiful women who volunteered to become slaves were spared—and were then sent to brothels that were being prepared for training.

The remaining prisoners were sent to some unknown place to perform hard labor; some say they were sent to dig mines, while others say they were turned into skeleton soldiers.

Within just two or three days, the occupying forces executed more than 1,400 people and exiled more than 3,000, and the city's security environment was completely restored.

Because so many people were cleared out at once, a lot of land in the city of Ye.Lantir was also freed up.

So, in response to the strong demands of the growing number of new players (as the number of players continued to increase, there were still not enough prostitutes in the city, and customers had to queue up; moreover, the brothels were generally not luxurious enough and were disliked by customers for their poor environment), Ainz Ooal Gown summoned a large number of heavy iron golems specializing in civil engineering from the Great Tomb of Nazarick, leveled half of the inner city within the third wall, and then used this land to quickly build a huge and luxurious palace called "Sanssouci Palace Pleasure Club" to meet the needs of the growing number of players seeking prostitutes.

Following this, a series of subsequent construction projects are planned to be launched, with the overall goal of transforming the fortress city of Yelantil into the world's largest red-light district—though, as a former Japanese, Ainz prefers to call it a magical version of Yoshiwara's red-light district…

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※

Regardless of how unethical the subsequent construction projects may be, through the aforementioned sweeping and powerful purge, the social order of the fortress city of Yelantil was finally stabilized, and crime was significantly curbed.

However, the growing scarcity of various goods and resources and the problem of inflation in the market also became prominent in the city of Yelantil.

While the NPCs in the Great Tomb of Nazarick generally don't need to eat or spend much money, the players who come to this world are all consumers, and with very strong spending desires, the kind who can't hold onto any money they have.