"His mana fluctuations don't quite imitate elven mana fluctuations perfectly," He gestured to Sekka.
Sekka leaned on the back of the couch. It was his turn to be a bit dejected. I glanced back at him briefly.
"Before we take this any further," I snapped my fingers.
Dozens of runes lit up the walls of the room. Unlike the runes he already had installed in the room these ones blocked not just eavesdropping, but scrying, and magical senses as well.
"I may be a little paranoid, but I am on a foreign world surrounded by slave owners," I handed one of the cookies to the boy.
At least it looked like a cookie. He looked at his father briefly, and waited for his nod before taking it, and sitting next to his father on the couch.
"I don't like that aspect of our society either," he agreed with me.
"Enough to take a human bride apparently," I smirked at the boy.
Any good will or amusement that he'd had on his face before vanished after that.
"Relax, I won't tell," I gestured to the extra barriers I'd put up, "I'm actually here to steal all the slaves. An inside man would actually be super helpful."
He was still taking all of this seriously. He'd lost the edge he thought he had.
"Do you plan to blackmail me?" he asked seriously.
"No," I shrugged, "You don't tell our secret we won't tell yours, but honestly." I chuckled softly, "I'd like to bring you, and your son with as well."
"I wouldn't survive on another world," he looked at his son, "And my betrayal would be quickly found. Even the elven worlds would reject me after that."
"What if there a world of pure untainted mana for you to go to?" I relaxed back into the couch, "Somewhere that wouldn't poison any core?"
"Such a place doesn't exist," his serious demeanor let up for a second.
"It will soon," I blocked his son from hearing what I said next, "Would you rather risk your life or your sons life?"
His expression hardened. His hand reaching for his blade.
"Your son is likely to suffer the same fate as your wife if you stay here," My own demeanor turned just as serious as his.
"How did you know?" His expression showed the first sign of anger.
"That she was dead?" I sighed heavily, "I could tell by the way you look at your son." I looked over to his son to make sure the wind barrier blocking our voices was still in place, "You really loved her. You wouldn't have your son here by himself if she were still alive." I pointed at the wall behind his desk, "Plus there's the secret bedroom behind the bookshelf that is well stocked with things you wouldn't give to a slave, and the fact that his slave collar doesn't work. Just like mine." I let the barrier around the boy drop, "One wrong rune is all it takes to stop a slave collar from doing what it's meant to."
"This made him look at the bookshelves behind his desk with a bit of disbelief," then his eyes snapped back to me, "You're not human are you?"
"What makes you say that?" I smiled at him.
"Even with a teacher a human would never be able to see behind that wall," he seemed disturbed by this realization, "What are you?"
"Unfortunately that's my business for now," I dropped the smile, "Are you in or not?"
"You will tell me," his grip tightened on his sword.
"Or what?" I blinked over to behind where he was sitting on the couch.
My hand rested on his shoulder.
"You'll kill me," I smirked before blinking back over to Sekka, "The only reason you were able to overpower me before was because I wasn't using mana." I shrugged, "Even if you decided to attack me I could just abandon my plan, and run back to where I came from, but I would rather carry out this plan." I was bluffing on this bit, "Taking the slaves back with me especially the human ones will earn me a lot of goodwill back home. If you help then I can guarantee you a safe home for you, and your boy. No one will try to harm him just for being born in the first place."
I could see hope in his emotional hue. He just needed one more push.
"And I can promise you work," I sat back down on the couch, "A steady income after being completely uprooted will allow you, and your son to live fairly comfortable lives. No judgement. No racism or slavery."
There wasn't a word for racism in the elven tongue so I used all speak, and that caught his attention. All speak was a language that was limited to the higher races. The fact that I could use it hit home for him. Elves did have high talent for mana manipulation, but they were not considered a high species by their standard. I didn't like this high species, low species, slave species nonsense.
The elves didn't care. They'd enslave them all.
"How do you plan to stop the elven army from following you after you've stolen all of their slaves?" the leader frowned at me.
I summoned a crystal storage box from my spatial storage bracelet.
"That's where you come in," I opened the box slowly so he could sense the mana coming from the spatial crystal, "We're going to seal the planet."
"How does this crystal show me you can stop them from following us through the portal?" he drug his sword closer to his body.
"One spatial crystal by itself won't be enough," I smirked, "But what about a few hundred. Placed evenly spread across the surface of the whole world. Every single one ingrained with a rune that will connect them all once their activated. Sealing space on the entire planet for three to ten years."