A Goblin’s Evolution - Chapter 67 Disappearance

Min toiled over a big pot of stew when Melinda entered the kitchen, a worried look on her face.

“Hey, have you seen Rilaka anywhere? We’ll be opening any minute now, but I can’t see her anywhere. I think she went out earlier, but it isn’t like her to be late. And she didn’t request the day off, either,” Melinda said.

Being a prostitute was just like any other job. You were required to be present during your work hours, but you could request a few days off if you needed it. Of course, you wouldn’t be paid since a prostitute’s pay was determined by the number of clients she served.

“No, I haven’t seen her. Maybe Kemah has. Those two are quite friendly, since their both cats. But she probably just lost track of time. If she’s late, just give her a little berating. No need to be too harsh. Oh, and dinner will be ready in fifteen minutes,” Min said.

In the brothel, there was a three-tier hierarchy. On the first tier, there were Min and Kemah, the madams and owners of the brothel. The second tier was Melinda since she was the head prostitute. The third tier was the rest of the girls.

Ellie was a bit different, since she only worked every now and then, and was also Min’s daughter. She existed outside the hierarchy.

So when a prostitute acted out of line, it was usually Melinda who berated them. She also gave the girls advice, including Min and Ellie, since she was the one with the most experience. Min had learned quite a bit about whoring from Melinda.

“I’ll go ask Kemah, then. See you later,” Melinda said, before leaving. Several hours passed. The brothel had long opened, but even when it neared midnight, there was no sight of Rilaka.

“Where could that girl be?” Melinda asked, her expression frowned in worry. Melinda, Min, and Kemah were together, discussing the matter.

“Last I saw her, she said she was heading to the market. But that was at noon. She didn’t say she had any other plans,” Kemah said. She, too, was anxious. Rilaka was her friend.

“Kemah and I will go out to look for her. You’ll be in charge while we’re away, Melinda. It’s too dangerous for you to wander around this late, anyway. If we can’t find her, we’ll have to report her disappearance to the guard tomorrow,” Min said.

“Alright. But can you have Dralu stay, in case of troublemakers?” Melinda said. She wasn’t too worried about Min and Kemah walking the streets at night. She knew they were much scarier than your average prostitute.

The scars covering Kemah’s body were proof that she’d probably seen her fair share of scuffles.

She’d also seen them in action several times, when some drunkard had decided to cause trouble.

“Yeah, he’ll stay here,” Min said. Min and Kemah immediately went out to look for Rilaka. The two went in different directions and would meet back at the brothel by morning.

Min spent hours looking all over the city. She used a spell that gave her a dark arm that could reach for dozens of meters ahead of her to swing from rooftop to rooftop. Yet, even well after the sun had risen, she saw nothing of Rilaka. Not that she had expected to find her. Rymalona was a big city.

And if Rilaka had even half a brain, she’d have rented a room in an inn when it got dark, if she was too far away from the brothel.

When Min returned to the Moonshine Garden, the sun had been up for two hours. She was hoping that Rilaka would have returned on her own by now. But there was no good news waiting for her. Kemah’s search had been fruitless, too.

“I’ll go to the city guard. Kemah, could you continue to look around for her? Maybe ask if anyone’s seen her. I’ll draw you a sketch of her face,” Min said, as she immediately got to work on the sketch.

She drew two copies of the portrait she’d made when the first opened the brothel. One for Kemah, and another for the city guard.

With the drawing in hand, Min ran for the city guard headquarters. Rilaka had been gone for almost a full day now, and Min was worried for her.

The city guard headquarters weren’t too impressive of a building. It was only two stories tall. But it was located next to the much more remarkable city barracks.

Min entered the building and met a bored-looking man sitting behind a receptionist’s desk.

“What do you need?” The man asked, his voice emotionless.

“I’m here to report a missing person,” Min said. The man raised an eyebrow, but he only seemed slightly interested in this.

“Oh? Go on through. First door on your left,” the man said, as he pointed to the hallway next to his desk.

“Alright,” Min responded, before going where pointed. Min opened the first door on the left and saw another man. This man wasn’t quite as bored as the first one, but he did seem to have an air of disinterest around him.

“Hm?” The man said as he eyed Min. The two’s eyes never met, as the man’s gaze hovered over Min’s cleavage, making no attempt to hide it.

“I’m here to report a missing person,” Min said, her lips moving into a slight smirk at the attention she received.

“Oh? Take a seat,” the man said, pointing to the chair on the other side of his desk. Min took the seat without any more prompting. The man grabbed a blank sheet of paper before he turned his gaze back to him. This time, he actually looked her in the eyes.

“What can you tell me about this person?” The man asked.

“Her name is Rilaka. She’s a cat-girl, and she’s a prostitute at the brothel me and my girlfriend own. She went out for some shopping at noon, yesterday, but never returned. My girlfriend and I spent all night looking for her,” Min explained.

“Mm, I see. Can you describe her appearance for me?” The man asked. When he heard that Min owned a brothel, he was suddenly a bit more interested. For someone to own a brothel at that age meant they had to be quite influential. Of course, it could also just be that Min looked young for her age.

Usually, if an elf looked like a teenager, they were a teenager. It was only when they reached their twenties that their age became more ambiguous.

“Can you describe the girl’s appearance to me?” The man asked.

“Yes. I have a sketch of her here,” Min said, before handing the man a roll of paper. The man unrolled the scroll and took a good look at the drawing.

“This is good. Is it accurate?” The man asked.

“Yes. It’s a direct copy of a portrait I made some time ago. I’m a Specialist at both drawing and painting,” Min said.

“Very impressive. We’ll make some posters with this and post them around the city. The guards will also be on the lookout for her. But I’ll have to be frank with you. It’s unlikely she’ll ever be found alive. With lower class citizens like her, the most common scenario would be that she’s been murdered, or kidnapped to be sold into slavery. If it’s the latter, there’s no way she’s in the city anymore. But if do ever find her, dead or alive, you’ll be the first to know. Of course, you’ll have to give us your information, so we can contact you,” the man said.

“Right, of course. I live at the Moonshine Garden, my brothel. I’ll write down the address,” Min said. Then, Min leaned over on the desk, her arms pushing her breasts together.

“But is there really nothing I can do to help motivate your efforts? I’ll do anything,” Min said. With one hand, she slowly pulled down the fabric of her small top, gradually showing more and more skin, until her nipples were just about to pop out.

“Well, there are certain things someone with your particular skill set could do to convince me to make this case a high priority one. Some things where clothes might be optional,” the man said, as he stared at Min’s boobs.

“Well, if that’s the case, I guess there’s no need for me to wear this, is there?” Min said, before pulling her top off, revealing her naked, pale blue breasts to the man before her.

The man gulped as he saw Min’s perfectly shaped mounds, and her round nipples stare back at him. Min gave a light chuckle, before standing up, and seductively walking around the table, her hips swaying with each step she took.

The man followed Min with his eyes until she was placed right in front of him, down on her knees. There was no hesitation in her movements, as Min unbuckled the man’s belt and pulled them down as far as they’d go, in his sitting position.

She freed the man’s bulge from the confines of his underwear and took the quickly hardening length into her hands, then mouth.

As Min suckled on it, she quickly felt the cock grow fully erect in her mouth. Then, she started sucking with fervor, sliding it into her mouth and down her throat repeatedly.

Her head bobbed up and down, and saliva leaked down her chin. Min moaned lightly as she felt the thick girth of the man’s cock fill and stretch her throat.

The man groaned as he grasped at the arm lean of his wooden chair, finding it hard to control himself under the pleasure.

Min wasn’t going easy on him, moving her head up and down rapidly, while twirling her tongue around the cock, massaging the sexual organ. Soon, the man was finished, releasing his sperm into Min’s mouth and throat. He has an impressive amount of it inside him, and when Min finally let the cock slide out of her mouth, three more spurts landed on her face and breasts.

Min had to swallow several times before all the cum in her mouth went down to her stomach.

“Mmh, it’s tasty,” Min said as she moved some of the cum on her face to her mouth with her fingers. The man watched her in a trance, as she licked her fingers clean.

“Thanks for the treat, mister. I trust you’ll make this a high priority case now, right?” Min asked. The question brought the man back out of his stupor.

“Oh, yeah. I’ll try to get the investigators in on it,” the man said, half-minded. He had never received such a great blowjob before.

“Great! Thank you so much! You can come to visit my brothel any time you want. You can have any girl there, including me, for a night, no charge. As often as you want! Just promise me you’ll do your best to find Rilaka. She’s such a sweet girl, and so young. I don’t know what I’ll do if someone murdered her. I definitely won’t let them go off lightly,” Min said. Her eyebrows furrowed, and her voice grew lower and raspier in the last sentence.

If anyone dared hurt her girls, they’d have hell to pay. The man opposite her even felt intimidated by the murderous intent in Min’s eyes. He was puzzled about how a young prostitute could be so frightening. How any girl her age could be so frightening.

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