Chapter 37 – Chapter 37 Interview
Jason liked this world more than Korea.
One of them was that if you had the ability, success would be guaranteed without school ties, regional ties, or blood ties.
And he liked the fact that he could smear the name of the family when it was public power and a nabal, cock-sucking bastard.
When I glanced at the status window, it was a level 21 warrior.
He may have been a savory adventurer in the countryside, but he’s no slouch in the capital.
And although he’s stronger than Jason now, he’s drunk and his right hand to hold a weapon looks uncomfortable.
Jason immediately launched a surprise attack.
As the surroundings seemed slow, the target’s weaknesses were clearly captured by the five senses.
There were so many weaknesses that it was rather a concern.
Among them, he aimed right at the drunkard’s crotch.
It seemed that even the drunkard had not completely lost the tune of a warrior.
As was his habit, he lowered his right hand to try to stop the assault.
If his hand were intact, he might have blocked the attack by grabbing Jason’s wrist.
However, his nerves were already damaged and his hand was unable to use his strength properly.
Jason lightly turned the blade and lightly cut his hand and groin at once.
It left a sharp scar.
The adventurer’s hand fell to the floor.
“Quaaaaagh!”
And Jason saw Ninyar’s reaction.
If she was like any other whore, her face would have gone pale and she would have been screaming with her.
However, she became more calm when she saw the blood.
“Thank you.”
“Then can you go outside and call Spia? Wouldn’t the other guests be scared if I let this bastard out the front door like this?”
“But how am I dangerous?”
Jason tapped his bracelet on his wrist.
“Because when someone activates the slave collar, a signal is supposed to come.”
Nain Yar cleared her doubts and went outside.
Then Jason saw that the door was closed and said.
“I like that this place is well soundproofed. It is not so?”
He didn’t like this crap.
It was non-recyclable garbage that was disrespectful to women.
Besides, they weren’t just hurting women.
While working fine, she kicked out a prostitute who gave other men comfort and happiness, causing damage to other male customers.
And the damage will go up and reach Jason, the owner of this kissing room.
If it had been Korea, they would have kicked them out into the alley after hitting them a few times and threatening them.
But this is fantasy.
I used a sword to subdue a former adventurer and I’ve already seen blood.
The author groped on his floor and held dearly his own severed arm.
It was a hand that didn’t move very well, but it was still a precious shape.
“If you have any friends who are likely to have trouble with the Wolf family later, tell me in advance. Let’s go easy.”
The drunk turned hard on her alcohol-soaked brain.
But she had nowhere to think of.
She had long since abandoned her companions who had ventured with her.
“Live, live!”
And Jason, knowing he wasn’t worth keeping alive, made fun of Carl right away.
There were many times he had committed violence against others in his past and present lives, but it was the first time he had committed murder.
However, since he thought he was trash, not human, he had no more remorse than he thought.
Only the feeling that he did what he wanted to do remained.
Her spear came into her room and she saw the truth of her corpse.
“I will do it quietly.”
“Is it so. And Nainyar lets me rest today. You won’t be able to work if your room is like this.”
“All right.”
**
Jason was relaxing in his room.
I was busy with training and running a kissing room every day.
He had dinner with his mother and sister and talked, and it was only at night that he found time to rest a bit.
In the meantime, he was looking at his status window.
With the aging potion and exercise, his stats improved a lot.
He trained steadily with Spear and raised his rogue level a lot.
And the surprising thing is that after dealing with the truth today, the level went up one more time.
It was a level that could only be raised by training for days and days without a break.
‘This is why adventurers risk their lives to enter dungeons.’
Jason thought that sooner or later he would have to enter the dungeon himself.
The operation of the kissing room was roughly entering a period of stability.
He was steadily making money, but he also got two thugs to manage the truth.
The need for Jason to touch him was disappearing.
Smart smart
And just as Jason was thinking about it, someone knocked.
Jason recognized it right away.
As he continued to train as a bandit, his senses were gradually developing.
Now it was possible to determine who it was by the sound of someone walking through the door, and by that sound.
Although he was the weight of a woman, Nainyar was the only one who strode briskly.
“Come in.”
Nineyar entered Jason’s room.
Unlike the other kissing girls, Nainyar was staying with Jason’s family.
Because slaves had no place to return to.
And Nainyar had an arrogant expression and complicated eyes.
“What happened?”
She said while thinking.
“I owe you my life today.”
She never imagined this would happen in her life.
She was a dark elf warrior.
She, like other women, was a half-penny with no talent for sex and magic.
But she persisted in her warrior training to benefit her race and she was recognized as doing her part.
If she were to die, she thought it would be a battlefield.
She never thought that being held as a slave would make her so helpless.
Her escape was undreamed of.
Humans thoroughly managed slaves.
All she could do was seize her chance and commit her suicide.
But a human man gave her her hope.
As a prostitute, she made her promise that she would be free if she did a good job.
Dark elves also had slaves.
And the slave was treated even more miserably.
She often lied to her slaves.
But Jason was different.
He really didn’t play with the women’s earnings.
The tips the women received were entirely theirs.
And he didn’t even force sex.
Exactly half of the amount paid by the male customer was given to the female customer.
The gold coins piled up in the money box that Nainyar had personally received.
She took care of her room and board under Jason, so there was no corner for money to enter.
And today Jason saved his life.
It wasn’t just that he was angry that his own property was ruined.
He was genuinely upset that women were being abused.
‘I didn’t expect to be saved by a human man.’
She was a proud Dark Elf warrior.
She had no intention of betraying her own pride, even though she was now a slave.
And it was the Dark Elf’s way of repaying the debt of her life only with her life.
She knelt down in front of Jason.
“I will be loyal until you die of old age. This life is yours. If I can’t protect you, I will rescind this oath only after I complete my vengeance.”
The gangster should have been able to distinguish this sincerity well.
In words, he is always loyal, but in the end, it was the gangster who betrayed the most.
Jason felt that she was saying this from her heart.
“Isn’t it too long until I die of old age?”
“Jason is a human being, and even if he had to live a long time, he wouldn’t live another 100 years. In comparison, dark elves live an average of a thousand years.”
In a way, it was like saying that a human would dedicate 10 years of his life.
Jason said that when she spoke so frankly, she trusted her even more.
“But I just couldn’t see the truth in my shop. It’s okay if you don’t have to put your mind to it.”
“Debt is debt. It doesn’t matter if the owner refuses. It’s just that I’m loyal to myself.”
Jason returns her to her room where she originally was and she tries to do her thing herself.
But she felt something strange when the arrogant woman who had always called herself Mr. Jason, used the title of master.
‘Master. Master.’
Originally in this mansion, he was respected by numerous maids.
But even the maids just called him Master.
The word master had a special resonance.
Moreover, in her kissing room, the fact that a woman who was hard on herself to do even for a male customer said such a thing created a more bizarre atmosphere.
She still had a hard face, but I could tell she was saying that from her heart.
‘I thought having sex with a slave was only possible in fantasy. No. Isn’t this a fantasy?’
Meanwhile, Nineyar also noticed Jason’s condition.
He saw a young man with a big body who was adoring him.
His pants were bulging out.
“Taking care of the master’s sexual desire is probably one of my jobs.”
He swore an oath of allegiance at the cost of his life anyway.
The treatment of sexual desire was a matter of course.
Besides, the young master was now making fun of himself.
“Ugh. Even if you don’t.”
“You don’t have to decline. Because instinct knows it can’t be helped.”
Nainyar slowly began to unbutton Jason’s pants.
Jason wasn’t an asshole who couldn’t even eat the rice cake they gave him, so he stayed still.
