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I Became a Male Prostitute Exclusively for This Race. 327

I Became a Male Prostitute Exclusively for This Race. 327

Chapter 327 – White Wolf (8)

I’ve always dealt with guys who are much stronger than me.

Even when sparring with my wives, I was strong when they were much stronger than me, but since they were never weak, there was no reason or need to control my strength in the first place, so I wasn’t confident that I would be good at hitting them weakly.

Thanks to this, I was at a loss as to what to do with these vaguely strong and sturdy people called werewolves.

After all, I am a ‘superhuman’, and those over there were tribal balloon muscles.

It’s not that they are weak.

It felt a bit ambiguous to rub it now.

Even Aileya’s uncle, who was at a higher level than me in terms of physical ability, had his face crushed by an elbow draped in a sword, and his chin was bent by a slightly gi-clad fist, so he couldn’t move.

Strong…

The difference between those who were not superhumans and those who were superhumans was that big.

Even if it is said that the physical ability is equivalent to or higher than that of a superhuman, it is enough to say that the attack on this side is a bamboo spear that sticks in a fixed position, but the attack on the other side is just a physical attack.

Even though I was a bit tired from dealing with the werewolves who liked to show off their strength, it wasn’t like anything would happen here.

When it comes to stamina, it’s enough to just drain the level.

However, it was clear that it would take a very long time.

‘Self-immolation? Otherwise… The performance of the artifact hasn’t been tested yet… And Hoa… It won’t work either.’

I thought about increasing their numbers by self-immolation, but it seems like they’ll get excited and attack in droves, and the Heavenly Tiger’s Armor is ultimately just armor, so it’s useless other than making hits less painful, and if you take out the dragon’s claws for no reason and make a mistake, they’ll cut you in half. I couldn’t use it because it seemed like it.

However, I couldn’t take out the hoa and make it into a whole roast wolf.

In the end, all that was left was to beat them one by one with my fists.

So, I was thinking about reducing the force as much as possible and hitting it just enough to keep it from moving for a while.

Suddenly, a memory came to mind.

-He who brings trials! I have come here to prove my valor, test me!

A memory came to mind of a muscular man who looked at ‘me’ and shouted that, and looked amazing to anyone.

-Good, you deserve to come here, hero. You came to me to prove yourself. I, the One who brings trials, am testing you!

And the memory of ‘me’ speaking with a very happy voice while looking at such a man.

No, it wasn’t.

This wasn’t my memory.

I have never seen such a muscular man.

The man I saw a little while ago, who was so big that even the bulky appearance of Sister Aileya’s uncle looked ridiculous, was someone I didn’t remember.

In the first place, my voice has never been that fragile, and the hands I hold out wide for a warrior have never been this thin.

There are pure white, delicate fingers…

Unfortunately, my fingers have never been this delicate for as long as I can remember.

Aside from that, I have never considered myself the one to inflict trials or anything.

Okay.

It was Ammut’s memory, not mine.

Ammut, ‘the one who judges by death’…

Memories of when I was a ‘one who brings trials.’

Although they all felt like my memories.

Memories that were not mine flowed into my head.

Memory.

Memories of someone else, not mine.

However, memories that felt as if they were mine flowed into my head.

The man underwent trials from the ‘one who brings trials.’

Alone, surrounded by countless hungry animals.

And…

The muscular man overcame the ordeal given by Ammut.

-You, the one who proved your bravery to me. You deserve my blessing. You deserve it; I, the One who brings trials, bless you!

And, finally, after recalling the memory of Ammut giving a blessing to such a man, I suddenly understood what was going on.

“…This is the river god.”

I don’t know if it was a coincidence or not, but in any case, a useful memory flowed into my head in this exact situation.

Since it was only Ammut’s memory as an observer, I’m not sure why or how the man Ammut saw in the memories that flowed in did such a thing.

It was okay.

Although I didn’t know how to use my head, I was pretty good at using my body.

Moreover, imitating was something I was good at.

Therefore.

“Seueueueueueu.”

He took a deep breath, just like the muscular man in his memories did.

And spit it out.

“Paaaaa!!!!!!!”

My loud, resounding voice, filled with energy, split the air.

If nothing else, I had a lot of energy.

Even before reaching the level, his energy was already greater than that of Karura, who was in the realm of the superhuman. Now that he has reached the realm of the superhuman, he has never checked, but it has increased compared to before, and it cannot have decreased.

In other words, even though he was clumsy at using energy effectively and efficiently, he was better than anyone else in his class at striking down a lot of deception.

The voice that was uttered with about one-tenth of that energy at once exerted tremendous power.

Kwasik!

Kwazijic!

Oh my…!

There were cracks in the surrounding buildings and windows were broken.

It didn’t stop there, I could see the werewolves around me startling just from the sound of their voices.

But that wasn’t the important thing.

Basically, it was a ‘voice’ that had a shock enough to stagger the werewolves, who were several times stronger than humans and became several times stronger after completing sign language, but the real thing was that it was a ‘sound’ that had that much shock.

Moreover, werewolves had very sensitive five senses.

This was especially true for werewolves who had gone through sign language like now.

Naturally, the five senses are included in the physical abilities that have been boosted again and again.

Because your eyes, nose, and ears will feel better than usual.

In the midst of such a group of werewolves, a loud roar that was so full of energy that it tore through the air with just its voice and cracked the building…

It was enough to make Aileya’s relatives, who were fighting over who would attack me first, sit down.

“W-what kind of voice…”

Grumbling…

Some people right near me could even be seen bleeding from their noses and ears.

The werewolf who heard my voice right in front of me had blood streaming from his eyes.

“Hehe. Kek…”

Of course, I wasn’t fine either.

His throat was completely sore.

The smell of blood rising from my throat was a very clear indication that my throat had been sorely strained from the shouting just now.

But it was okay.

I could feel that the werewolf’s regenerative ability, which was still in good use, was quickly healing the wound on my neck.

And subduing dozens of werewolves with just one neck was a cheap move.

If I had dealt with them one by one, I would have been held for several hours.

“Anyway, I’m just going to leave, so please be quiet.”

Although my voice still scraped like metal, I said that to Aileya’s relatives who were sitting down with blank faces, and then I walked away, following the scent of Aileya who had passed me by and left.

-He had a very loud voice.

“Yes, that’s right.”

I knew it too.

Exactly, I remembered it too.

Just as Ammut remembered him, I also now remembered him.

“It was really big.”

Just because of his loud voice, he went through the ordeal that Ammut had given him… It was natural since he was the one who killed all the hungry beasts that attacked him by popping their ears and stopping their hearts.

He was a man with a voice so loud that he could kill creatures larger than himself just by shouting.

Well, I guess he was the one who passed Ammut’s ordeal and was ultimately called a hero.

You have to do that much to be called a hero.

I couldn’t do that much though.

If that had been the case in the first place, the shouting I had made a moment ago would have led to mass destruction.

At first glance, Ammut saw him and remembered him… It was a fortunate situation that he was not able to follow him properly based on memory alone.

It was fortunate that all I did was simply imitate him, since my memories… Were simply Ammut’s memories of watching such a hero.

Anyway, it was definitely a useful memory.

Now that I’ve tried it once, I think I’ll know how to use it without my throat getting sore next time. Moreover, if I use the mermaid’s racial ability that I gained before… The ability to produce a ‘voice’ with various effects, including charm, I thought it could be used in other ways as well.

Also… Although it is less effective against other races, if you use the ability of the Queen of Werehoney Bee, which has the ability to suppress the mind…

Well, anyway, it was a good thing that my talent for doing it increased.

So said.

“Thank you, Ammut.”

-…

I spoke first, then shrugged my shoulders at Ammut, who had become quiet again, and decided to look for Aileana.

Although Aileya had already gone a long time ago, it was difficult to find Aileya even by smell because the people living around her were all blood relatives and had a similar smell, but that was not a problem for me.

All I had to do was follow the thread that was still connected between me and Aileya.

But when I actually saw the place I came to, I felt like I didn’t have to do that.

“Really, it seems like you were a greater person than I thought.”

I already knew that the number of werewolves of the Silver Mane tribe was well over 10,000.

So, in fact, I knew that the chief of such a clan was too big to be simply called a chief.

“It’s a palace.”

It was not like the gold-filled palace of Liliana, the ‘Queen’ with autonomy recognized by the world government, or Carmina, who was once the pharaoh of the Kingdom of Narmer, who could truly hear the Queen’s voice, but was still a petty citizen not long ago. , By my standards, it was a magnificent mansion, like a palace.

But.

What…

Considering Aileya’s family circumstances, it seemed like they had to build a house this big to make a living.

Even if we only give each child one room…

“I guess I have to be like this too.”

Since we don’t know how many children will be born in the future, we needed a house that was as big as possible and had as many rooms as possible.

Most of the time, I have to make sure that Liliana and her daughters can sleep when they come to visit…

Since I also have to build a really big house that will be bigger than this, I decided to take a closer look, using the precedent I came here as a reference.

I Became a Male Prostitute Exclusively for This Race.

I Became a Male Prostitute Exclusively for This Race.

이종족 전용 남창이 되었다
Status: Completed Type: Author: , Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
The world is in shambles.No, I almost screwed up.And then I became a male prostitute.The current cover is a congratulatory fan art of Becoming a Male Prostitute for Different Races drawn by ‘Bobby’. I received permission from the author, but I will delete it if it becomes a problem.

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