Chapter 44 – 43. Yuria Protes Closed the Door.
43
The new boulevard unfolding in front of me had a completely different atmosphere from the beginning of the Ley Line I had just seen.
Unlike the place where several wagons could run fast,
The fact that it was narrow enough for three generations to barely pass seemed to affect the atmosphere.
“…”
The first thing I saw was a little messy and slightly broken road somewhere.
After that, a carriage was approaching from afar at a leisurely pace.
Unlike the beginning of the Ley Line, which had a bright atmosphere, the wagon that was walking leisurely at the speed of a person walking,
It seemed as if he was saying that was the etiquette of this place.
“Follow me. It’s that building.”
They look similar, but somehow twisted.
If the beginning of the Ley Line is a street of pure white light, the color of this place is gray.
A dull gray street.
To put it worse, it was a street where dead air flowed.
“…Ah. Yes, I’m going.”
That’s what they said, but it wasn’t like seeing a corpse on the side of the road or seeing such a disgusting sight.
It’s because, unlike the Ley line, which just gave me a good first impression, there’s no exhilarating atmosphere, and there are few people walking around.
Besides, I can’t find any vitality among people.
Because of that, it was a street that made me shut my mouth and walk quietly.
Is it a neglected street because not many people visit it?
It’s a shame that the sky is clear now thanks to the rain last night, but what kind of atmosphere would it have had if it was still raining…
Avoiding the puddles here and there and walking around like a young man from the countryside for about a minute.
Odin and I stopped in front of an old wooden building.
“Etho? Is there?”
Odin skipped knocking and opened the door casually.
What you see inside is an old man who is sighing while reading a newspaper.
“What is it. Odin. What brought you here? Is it because of that friend?”
The old man called Eto stood up, folding the newspaper roughly.
I couldn’t see the letters because of the distance, but I could only figure out that he was working hard on something from the colorful circles drawn on the newspaper.
“About that unfortunate room last time. It hasn’t been sold yet, right?
“Of course. Seeing as you’ve been asking, you must have come because you need that room.”
Unusual room. Besides, the unlucky room.
What the hell.
Could it be a torture chamber?
I thought it couldn’t be because it was a neat room, but
On the one hand, ‘If you remove all the torture instruments, it will be a tidy room, so it’s not wrong…’
My imagination uselessly pictured the room empty and slightly dried in blood.
“What do you need, that clumsy friend standing next to you?”
“…It’s a little brother I know who lives in a foreign country, and every time I come to Riverhill, I need a place to rest my eyes for a while.”
“Isn’t it okay to use an inn? Is it the style that doesn’t sleep well if the bed changes frequently?”
“That’s… That’s it.”
But. My wife has been called to many places these days—
Eto walked this way, having a chat with Odin, as if a friend had come to talk to and he felt better.
“Yes, friend. You must have heard about what kind of room it was from Odin, right? It’s cheap, of course, for a reason.”
“…”
I indifferently blinked a couple of times and then glanced in the direction of Odin.
I wondered if I had talked about it, but I hadn’t heard it.
Embarrassingly, he also blinked a couple of times in the same way, and then opened his eyes a little wider as if he had just remembered it.
“…He told me to come here and listen. It’s a surprise… Room.”
“It’s an amazing room. Hmm. You don’t seem to know what kind of room it is.”
Eto nodded nonchalantly and responded.
He glanced at his watch once, then tapped, tapped, touched his cheekbones.
“The bed is a large and nice one, and it’s well laid out.”
“…”
“Heating… Is a bit poor. Air conditioning is also a bit poor…”
“…”
“The water comes out well, but you have to wait a bit for the hot water…”
“…”
I can’t eat…
After speaking in small words, as if trying to gloss over it, Eto continued his story as if covering it up.
“As Odin said, if you just want to sleep, there is no room like this.
“That’s the awkward part…”
“Yes. The awkward part.”
Unique. Unlucky.
Replaying the adjective Odin added in my head
Gradually, I thought of a room where a triangular wooden horse was placed casually,
What Eto said was a more satisfying room than that.
“It was a private room owned by Count Protes.”
“Private room…?”
“A place where they brought a few sex slaves and enjoyed it all night. It seems they were trying to enjoy it secretly, but how can they not know because a carriage comes by every day?”
“…”
“Well. It was all a long time ago before they got married. Now that you’re married, you sold all of your sex slaves, and they’re for sale at the same time.”
“…Aha.”
“Are you okay?”
It’s okay to sleep… Isn’t it a room that fits the room I want quite nicely.
Fearing that I would get ripped off, I pretended to be worried as much as I could, then reluctantly nodded.
***
“Puuuuu…”
Slowly.
Very slowly
In a carriage that moves so slowly that the person walking out of the window gets ahead faster.
The woman who stayed up all night preparing for the Ma Professor exam let out a tired sigh.
Even if you don’t take the test you just took, you pass.
In the field of earth magic, there has been no talent like her in the past 10 years, so she did her best to prepare for the sake of etiquette.
“Haaa…”
In fact, the sigh that filled the inside of the carriage was mixed with a little more worry than tiredness.
Soon, he would be able to have an irresistible job as a Demon Professor at Taylon Academy, so of course, he was absolutely not worried about that side.
Her worries were not those of a prosperous future, but those that arose from her gloomy private life.
‘When I was so tired, there wasn’t enough medicine.’
Count. Count. Men screaming and shivering and passing out.
On top of that, she ignores the pleas to stop and moves her feet at random.
She bit her nails carefully, recalling her lustful past.
Will other professors and students know that she obtained high achievements while using earth magic in ‘strange places’?
‘If my marriage partner hadn’t been for the youngest son from a ducal family, I would have been able to enjoy a sweet night with cuties on a day like today.’
Slave no. 1 said he didn’t like it at first, but later got a hard erection on his own whenever his wrists were tied…
Slave no. 2 cried out that her testicles were about to be crushed, and later became unable to produce semen without it…
Slave no. 3 allowed insertion because he had a rather chubby cock, so he was curious about how it would taste…
Slave no. 4, who added a meat special meal to play with it as much as possible because he could ejaculate three times a day…
No. 5…
No. 6…
“Haaa…”
And. All sold now.
The only left husband…
-Wow?! …! If you shake it so fast…!
─Whoa… Wait, what?
—Ooh clothes?!
——?
“Ehh…”
I didn’t even want to think about it.
If it weren’t for my parents who wanted to make connections in politics,
I wouldn’t have met such garbage, even if it was a duke.
When he saw sex slaves roaming around the house, his eyes would go rotten, so he gave in.
I hated having sex with my wrists tied, asking if it was necessary for a couple to do that, so I gave in.
There was no way I could accept the fact that such a husband had his cock trampled on barefoot while hearing humiliating scoldings, so I gave in three steps.
But concessions just keep growing.
She got nothing back.
“What if someone attacks me like a white tiger… Huh?”
Count Protes ordered the coachman to drive as slowly as possible because he stayed up all night and his head was pounding.
Thanks to that, the carriage was crossing Ludo Town for the first time in a long time.
Commoners’ habitat slightly out of the ley line.
Gloomy quiet.
A cold street telling me not to pay attention to you, so don’t pay attention to me either. Rude Town.
It wasn’t the shortest route to her mansion, but the coachman chose the quietest route possible, even if it took a little detour.
Count Protes looked the distance through the window, satisfied with the coachman’s judgment.
“It’s a coincidence. I used to come here often with the coachman…”
Back then, I rode in a big six-seater wagon with a bunch of cuties.
And then I went down the alley and…
“Whoa…”
The Count, vaguely reminiscing about what had happened a few months ago, moved slightly and knocked on barrels, barrels, and wagon walls.
“Coachman.”
-Yes. Count.
“Is there a road to the left from here?”
—That’s right.
“Let’s go in there.”
—I see.
***
“Isn’t this the best room to sleep in?”
“Ah, yes.”
The room that I came to after Eto’s was really empty and tidy…
It was a room with only one large bed.
The size didn’t matter much, but it was in the form of a studio with a little over 10 pyeong.
Maybe the door on the side is the shower room.
If only bugs don’t come out, wouldn’t it be okay like this?
Somehow, after checking the room, I inspected Eto and Geongseong-Geonseong’s room, which became a little more polite.
“Are there no windows?”
“Because soundproofing is important, there are no windows in this building itself.”
“Ah. The fact that I had to walk a little further into the alley…”
“Yes. It’s all for a reason.”
First of all, security is important because it is a business for nobles.
I’m worried about how to start a business… But wouldn’t it give me a little more sense of security if I had to come here secretly like this rather than being too open?
What. It is still unknown what nobles will think of male prostitutes.
Even if you walk from the beginning of the Ley Line to this place without taking a carriage, you can arrive in about 15 minutes, so accessibility seems good.
“The shower room is also more spacious than I thought. Maybe it’s because it’s a room used for enjoying sex slaves.”
“The price seems great considering that I rented an inn room for a long time with 2 gold coins.”
“The hot water comes out better than I was worried about, right?”
“The bed…”
—Fluffy
When I lay down, the softness I felt only in Shiro’s bedroom melted into this bed as well.
It’s a male prostitute, and it’s a bed that makes you really want to sleep.
Even if, by any chance, a nobleman who insists on the higher position of women comes to visit, he seems to be able to lie comfortably while thinking about the money he will receive.
‘Wouldn’t it be enough to just do the laundry? There might be a laundromat if you look for it.’
“Nice. I like it.”
“Then go back to the office and write a contract to send to the Count.”
Uh. Right. Contract?
I’m practically no one, so is it okay if I just use that? There must be a concept like resident registration number here as well.
If that’s the case, I’ll have to sign a contract with Odin’s name instead…
“…?”
I don’t know what will happen yet, so I was about to leave naturally, but I ran into someone I didn’t know on the spot.
“Who is this?”
“Yes?”
“Who are you?”
A hat so large that it cast a shadow over his small face as if to prove that he was a wizard.
Beneath it, there were clear sky-blue eyes full of tiredness, and dark-colored hair that stretched down to the waist.
When I naturally lower my gaze, I can see a strong presence, a pain that makes me wonder if I can see my toes.
No matter where she went to an awards ceremony, the scarlet dress with a deep cleavage was a bonus.
And the one who was dressed so extravagantly.
There were no common people.
“Why do people come out there?”
However, this alleyway is mainly used by commoners. Even there, it is an alleyway where you have to go one step deeper.
Besides, the way he speaks seems to know what this building is.
Naturally, I guessed what kind of person it was.
“Hello. Are you… Count Protes?”
“You said Count Protes came?”
As I bowed at a right angle of 90 degrees and peeked at the cute toes protruding through the sandals, I heard Eto’s voice from behind.
“Count. Good evening. The mediator…”
“Uh. So. Is this person living? Or someone behind him?”
“This friend in front of me has decided to sign a contract.”
“…Okay…”
I heard that it was a room for sleeping with sex slaves in the past.
It would be embarrassing if the landlord came to visit us so often…
“…”
Uh.
Wait a minute.
If you can’t forget that time.
“Get out of my way.”
“…Yes.”
“Didn’t you say you live in this room? Follow me. There’s something I need to know.”
Earl Protes spat out in a hard, cold, ice-like voice and touched my body.
Count Protes naturally walked into the shower room like flowing water.
After following her, Odin and Eto naturally distanced themselves from me.
I was able to be alone with Count Protes for a while.
“Here. It’s a place that’s easily clogged with hair, so don’t try to cover it for nothing, just leave it as it is now. Then…”
“Count Protes.”
“…?”
Instead of elaborate thoughts, a monotonous voice jumped out before thinking and interrupted Count Protes.
‘Did I… Make a mistake?’
It might seem a bit arrogant since I stopped talking.
But if not now, when will I be able to talk with the Count alone?
It was not a business that could be promoted openly, so this short conversation time was extremely precious to me.
“I. That’s…”
“What. Why did you call me?”
Madam. I did, but where do I start?
I can’t get my pants down and start, and if I ask if I want to have sex, I feel like I’ll be taken to court…
After looking back one more time and confirming that Odin and Eto were far away, I asked as it should be.
“Sex slave. Do you still need it?”
“…”
Maybe this wasn’t the best option.
They said that they sold all of their sex slaves after they got married, but that may not have been the Count’s will.
But I really don’t need it.
Or, if you sold your husband because you loved him too much, the business could end before it even started…
The reason why such a person would come to this room out of nowhere,
I couldn’t possibly think of it in my head.
“…”
Count Protes stared blankly at my face and started slowly walking toward me.
What is the purpose?
Trying to harm me with magic at close range?
Or to crush me with your fist unanswerably?
In any case, a good future was hard to find. Although it has the quality of persuasion, I can’t believe I’m going to pull my pants down right away with just that question.
“That, if you don’t need it.”
Please do what you didn’t hear. Before saying.
Her shoulder passed quietly beside mine.
Maybe close the shower door and have a serious talk.
The last ray of hope for a while.
Count Protes strode toward the door.
“…”
Ruined. It looks like it was pushed too hastily.
Wouldn’t it have been better to get eaten by Baekho for a long time and then gradually spread word of mouth through her?
Just because the Count came to this room, I let my imagination run wild,
After all, it’s only after you’ve done something that you come up with a better idea…
I washed my face dry and followed the Count.
“Hey. I just need to get two gold coins from him, right?”
“You’re right.”
“I’ll take it, so you go back.”
“Yes?”
“Go. Can I take two gold coins and eat them?”
Count Protes nervously and urgently issued a congratulatory order in front of the door.
Her hat was already disheveled on the shelf by the front door.
