36.Martial Arts Appearance

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“I, if you do this… Hueung…!”

 

 

When Luju, Hwa-wol entered the room, a strange aroma already filled the room, stimulating her nose.

 

 

“?”

“Haaht! Haeung!”

 

 

A man was shaking his hips with a courtesan lying down, and an absolutely beautiful woman was licking his ear next to him.

She knew it hadn’t even been two gak since she came in, but he was already doing hip exercises.

 

 

No, in the first place, the courtesan being taken advantage of right now wasn’t even a prostitute who sold her body.

She only sold poems, songs, and dances.

 

Hwa-wol glared at the weirdo she came with, wondering what the hell was going on.

 

 

“N, no… such a report is…”

 

Could it be that she was taken advantage of without even having a chance to scream?

 

 

 

 

Clap clap.

 

 

Hwa-wol clapped her hands loudly.

 

 

“Gongja-nim? That child doesn’t sell her body.”

 

 

The man, who had been concentrating on his wild hip movements, raised his body and said, “Huh?”

 

“Oh…”

 

 

Then, he scanned Hwa-wol’s figure and admired her.

Even in the midst of all that, his shaking hips didn’t stop.

 

“Pretty, huh?”

“You…”

 

 

Hwa-wol was furious at the courtesan being raped, but she flinched when she saw the man’s face.

His face, which was too handsome even by the standards of the Central Plains, disturbed her mind.

 

 

No, if he was just somewhat handsome, the act wouldn’t be able to cover him up. Especially if it was a serious crime like rape.

But Yoo-eun had such an overwhelming face that it erased that fact in an instant.

 

 

This was the first time this had happened to Hwa-wol in her entire life. She was clearly committing a heinous crime, but she didn’t feel that way.

 

 

“Aeu… Gongja-nim…”

 

 

And now that she looked at it, the courtesan under him was also enjoying it.

She was saying that this shouldn’t be happening, but when she grabbed Yoo-eun’s face, who was looking at Hwa-wol, with both hands and turned it towards herself, it was clear that she was enjoying it.

 

 

“Huh? What is it? You said you didn’t like it.”

“Aing… Gongja-nim~.”

 

The courtesan kissed the man with a blissful expression, then moved her hips on her own.

This absurd situation where it was clearly rape, but it wasn’t rape.

 

 

But the man was so handsome that it was understandable.

Sometimes Gongjas who are confident in their looks would spout nonsense to the courtesans, saying, ‘I’ll make you go just with my eyes.’ That man looked like he could do it.

 

 

No, he’s actually doing it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Luju-nim!”

“H, huh? Yes?”

 

She snapped out of it at the weirdo’s shout.

She had been spacing out all this time.

 

 

“Who is that man…?”

“…I don’t know… He said he was a Protector of something called the Harem Palace.”

“Harem Palace? I’ve never heard of that group. Judging by the fact that he’s called a Protector, it seems like a sect.”

 

 

Hwa-wol bit her lip.

If he’s a Protector, she can’t touch him easily.

No, she doesn’t even know if she can subdue him with force.

 

 

She has martial artists with her, but they’re just third-rate street warriors.

She can’t touch those who are seriously involved in the Murim.

 

‘Let’s investigate him thoroughly first.’

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Hwa-wol decided to join Yoo-eun’s wild play.

However, she didn’t give him her body.

Although she was from a courtesan background, she wasn’t a prostitute, and she couldn’t defile her body since she had a husband.

 

 

Fortunately, Yoo-eun understood (though she didn’t know if he would until the end), and she entertained him by playing the geomungo and singing.

 

 

While doing so, she learned about him and his party. She found out that he had a very simple personality and that he was from Goryeo.

 

 

She thought there was something different about him compared to the people of the Central Plains. She cheered inwardly.

It was at least ten thousand ri from here in Xi’an to Goryeo, so she calculated that a Goryeo person could do things without considering the consequences.

 

 

‘His martial arts level is a bit of a concern… but I can use the San Gong Poison.’

 

 

No matter how skilled a martial arts master is, they can’t withstand the San Gong Poison unless they’re immune to all poisons or at the level of an absolute master.

 

 

 

 

 

 

“But Hwa-wol Nuna said she retired? Is she married?”

 

Yoo-eun asked while fondling Seo-hyun’s bare breasts.

Nearby, three courtesans were already passed out, leaking semen from their crotches, and Seiko, who Yoo-eun had brought, was panting with her body stained with white fluid.

 

 

Hwa-wol admired his unbelievable stamina and poured wine into his glass.

 

 

“Yes. I got married five years ago. But Gongja-nim, the title of Nuna is a bit much, hoho. I’m still young, you know?”

 

She leaned close to him with a sweet voice and personally held up the glass to offer it.

At the same time, she sent a telepathic message to one of the sprawled courtesans.

 

 

-Prepare the San Gong Poison.

-…

 

 

She didn’t answer.

For a moment, she wondered if she was a corpse, but she soon twitched and regained consciousness.

 

 

-San… Gong Poison? That expensive stuff?

-It’s worth the investment.

 

 

The courtesan who received the order got up awkwardly and woke up the other courtesans.

 

 

“Gongja-nim, you’re too amazing… We’ll take our leave now.”

“Huh? Already? I can do more.”

 

 

Yoo-eun said regretfully, but he didn’t seem to have any attachment.

He had so many beauties like Seo-hyun that he could trip over them, so courtesans in a small city like this were just a quick snack to him.

 

 

Except for Hwa-wol.

 

 

Like a crane among chickens, Hwa-wol had an overwhelmingly beautiful appearance and charm even among the courtesans.

And of course, he had no intention of letting her go without eating her.

 

 

The reason he had respected her until now was only because there were other snacks (courtesans) available, not because he really respected her wishes.

So now that the courtesans were gone,

 

 

Mal-kang!

 

 

He reveals his true colors!

 

 

“Gong, Gongja-nim?”

 

 

Hwa-wol was startled by Yoo-eun’s hand, which suddenly opened his front and grabbed her breasts.

 

 

“Then shall we eat our Hwa-wol Nuna?”

“W, wait…! I’m not a prostitute, uuup!”

 

 

As if words were unnecessary, he immediately assaulted her lips.

He grabbed her small head tightly and charged his tongue straight in, making a mess of Hwa-wol’s mouth, and even stripped off her clothes.

 

 

“S, stop!”

 

 

Hwa-wol, who barely managed to push him away, hurriedly covered her body while fastening her clothes.

 

 

“…It’s difficult if you do this.”

 

 

The courtesans from before might have been fascinated by his gorgeous appearance and willingly given him their bodies, but Hwa-wol was different.

She thought of herself as a woman of dignity and chastity, so she had no intention of giving her body to any man other than her husband.

 

But that was just her own thought.

Yoo-eun wasn’t the kind of person who considered other people’s circumstances in the first place.

 

 

“Hehe. This feels like something I’ve experienced before?”

“When you ate Han Chae-young, she also said some bullshit about not selling her body.”

“Ah. That’s right. Chae-young.”

 

 

Memories from about a year ago.

 

 

When Seo-hyun had just awakened as Yoo-eun’s hardcore fan, he had been entertained at a strip club run by Han Chae-young.

Han Chae-young was the owner of the place and the ex-girlfriend of Sonya’s ex-husband.

He had forcibly raped her, who had driven the women in the store into sexual favors but claimed that she wasn’t a woman who sold her body, and made her his woman.

 

She wasn’t a woman he often thought of, but because it was a memory intertwined with Seo-hyun and Sonya, it felt somewhat special.

 

 

“Chae-young definitely said those words too. But in the end, she became my woman.”

“….”

 

 

Hwa-wol glared at him in the face of the rapidly changing situation, then sighed.

 

 

“Then at least let me make up my mind.”

“Oh?”

“…When the next table of drinks comes in… I’ll offer you a drink.”

“You’ll do it then? Hehe. Can’t hurt.”

 

 

Fortunately, Yoo-eun retreated after hearing those words.

Hwa-wol cursed inwardly and waited for the next table to come in quickly.

 

‘Once I feed you the San Gong Poison, you’re done for.’

 

 

Yoo-eun and that woman Seo-hyun, as long as their faces and limbs are intact, that’s all that matters. I’ll destroy their dantian and make them sign a contract they can’t escape from, and cruelly exploit their entire golden age.

 

 

She gritted her teeth like that and waited for the courtesan.

 

 

 

Half a gak passed, and finally the courtesan came in with the next table.

 

 

“Isn’t that the Nuna from before? Are you going to do it again?”

 

 

Yoo-eun waved his hand at the entering courtesan.

She responded with a smile.

She was definitely moving awkwardly when she left, but it seems she had already recovered in the meantime.

 

 

“Gongja-nim~ I’m a bit tired today, so come visit me again tomorrow~.”

“Should I?”

 

She set up the table and exchanged glances with Hwa-wol before leaving the room.

 

 

“Alright~. Then shall we receive our Hwa-wol Nuna’s drink?”

“….”

 

 

Hwa-wol took a deep breath and poured wine into Yoo-eun’s glass.

If the courtesans followed her orders, there would definitely be San Gong Poison in here.

 

 

One variable was the two women, including Seo-hyun, but in order to ensure a clean job, she had to feed them the San Gong Poison as well.

 

“Alright, everyone, raise your glasses. Let’s have a toast.”

 

And thankfully, Yoo-eun dug his own grave.

He took the wine bottle that Hwa-wol was pouring from and filled Seo-hyun and Seiko’s glasses.

 

 

“Hwa-wol Nuna should drink too.”

 

 

Her glass was also filled with wine.

But she wasn’t worried. After all, she was the owner of this place. Her subordinates would take care of it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

But would she know?

 

 

That Yoo-eun has something called a ‘System Message’.

 

 

“For the Harem!”

“For the Harem!”

 

 

Yoo-eun started and Seo-hyun answered.

And then they immediately drank the wine.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

[Tting! Consumed San Gong Poison! Mana is scattering.]

[Tting! Detoxified San Gong Poison. Scattered mana returns.]

 

“Huh?”