Chapter 46

Chapter 46

Episode 46: Black Street Etran Chamber was a wise man. He didn’t commit the foolish act of calling for reinforcements unnecessarily. Instead, he obediently retrieved the key to the restraints and unlocked the shackles binding Layla’s arms. The fact that none of the fallen members were dead also played a part in his decision. But the real reason was that he realized he couldn’t defeat the girl before him, no matter who he brought. The whip he possessed was a weapon made from the hide of a monster named Antaluke. Antaluke was a massive snake, over 4 meters in length, with a hide as tough as steel, impervious to sword strikes. A whip wielded by a skilled user was so fast and powerful that the tip could momentarily reach the speed of sound. The girl had taken the whip, which could shred even leather armor with a single blow, with her bare skin. Few knights with Enhanced Tattoos could have done that. Layla may not have intended it, but from the moment that attack proved futile, Etran Chamber lost his will to fight. He obediently released Layla and pulled out a chair for her to sit comfortably. Layla smiled sweetly and thanked him. “Oh, thank you.” That gratitude instilled a sense of fear in both Chamber and Rotuan. It was inevitable. The humiliation they had inflicted on the girl was so extreme that it would have broken even the most strong-willed woman. Over the past two days, she had been subjected to the desires of well over a hundred men, a number easily surpassing triple digits. And all of this was ordered by Rotuan to break her. The fact that she could move and smile so normally meant that her mental strength and martial prowess were exceptional. The thought of such a person holding a grudge against them sent shivers down their spines. The two men, who controlled a portion of the underworld, knew that the girl before them was the most difficult and frightening type of person to deal with. Not only was she incredibly skilled, but she was also impossible to read. Moreover, because of her background as the daughter of Baron Leopold, they couldn’t kill her. Of course, if she were truly a noblewoman or someone of similar status, it was hard to understand why she had attacked Trnil, a mere thug. But the two men, who had been rolling around in Karaldin’s underworld for a long time, knew that there were many crazy people in the world who were beyond comprehension. Just like the girl before them. “So, to put it simply…” Layla crossed her legs and began to speak, completely naked. Her exposed, full breasts and fair skin, which she didn’t even bother to cover, were both alluring and sexually stimulating. It was a sight to behold, but Rotuan and Chamber couldn’t focus on Layla’s body. They tried to avert their gaze and listened to Layla’s words. “This is a performance venue called ‘Stage,’ where perverts with a lot of money and unusual sexual fetishes gather to commission ‘shows,’ right?” “…Yes, that’s correct.” “And you threw me into a place swarming with men, had them take turns with me, and then planned to put me in a show to mate with a monster.” Rotuan and Chamber couldn’t answer Layla’s blunt words. If Baron Leopold wasn’t behind her, and if the situation were reversed, they could have answered confidently. But with their lives hanging in Layla’s hands, they couldn’t be so brazen. Layla was speaking calmly now, but who knew if a volcano of anger was boiling inside her? Considering what they had done, it was impossible to think otherwise. What they had done was so cruel that even a third party would be shocked and enraged. How much more so for the girl who had directly experienced it? “…Um, I, I’m really sorry…” “Boss, I think it’s best if you just shut up and bow your head.” At that moment, Chamber was seriously contemplating suicide. It would be better than being dragged to Baron Leopold and tortured. It would be better to die than to have his limbs severed for insulting Baron Leopold. So, he didn’t immediately understand the words he heard. “It’s okay. I’ll let that go.” “…Huh?” “What?” Rotuan, too, responded foolishly. He seemed to have abandoned the charisma of a boss of Sartun and a man who reigned over Karaldin’s black streets, and was staring at Layla with a bewildered expression. // I sighed and continued. “That’s settled, I’ll let it go. Well, I’ll still take an arm or so.” Honestly, from my perspective, it was just a good experience. It was infuriating that they tried to kill me, but even I couldn’t wipe out all of Sartun’s members. And since I had grown up in the slums, I understood their ways. Perhaps because I had grown up among those who sucked the blood of others, I didn’t feel much revulsion at the thought, just hearing about it. I had no intention of imitating the protagonist in a story. It was the job of the state and the people to crush them, not mine. Besides, unless it was just picking up scraps here and there, engaging in large-scale smuggling, trading slaves, and running a depraved brothel like this would be impossible without the backing of a noble. If I caused a ruckus here and got caught, it would only make things difficult for me. The fact that they were mistaken about Baron Leopold’s backing was what made it work, but it wasn’t my real background. “W, what do you mean…?” I looked at Rotuan, who was asking with a dazed expression, and continued. “Of course, it’s not free. You know that guy who attacked me first? That guy named Trnil. If you hand over one of his arms, I’ll consider it even. Oh, of course, I’ll take more compensation, but considering it’s instead of your lives, I think it’s a good deal.” If I just forgave them for free, they would try to climb back up. It was better to compromise here. Even so, it felt too cheap. “…I understand. Thank you for your generosity.” Still, the young man named Chamber next to him seemed to be quick to assess the situation. It might be a slightly different issue than being quick to assess the situation, but anyway. The important thing was not that. “So, about that,” When I spoke again, both men’s eyes turned to my face. …One of them was still glancing at my chest, though. You could say that was amazing in its own way. I ignored Rotuan’s unsightly behavior and continued, pretending not to notice. “How does that ‘show’ work?” “…” Did their silence mean that it was that inhumane? But that wasn’t my problem. “If you don’t tell me, I’ll break your legs. Spill it.” It was Chamber, not Rotuan, who explained. “…Stage is a kind of club where people with similar tastes gather. Basically, ‘shows’ are conducted according to the demands of the club’s members.” He continued in a resigned tone. “The club’s members each prepare a ‘production’ and commission us to create it. Then we prepare those things and show them the production they want. The club’s members watch it and give it a score. In short, Stage’s ‘shows’ are their own private critique sessions.” “And there’s bestiality? They watch that and enjoy it?” “…There are many other types as well. Several men taking on a woman, tying up and torturing, one man taking on several women. Of course, club regulations prohibit excessively bloody or stimulating shows…” To put Chamber’s words simply, they used these people to create the sexual acts of their choice, and watched and enjoyed them. It was like they were making and watching their own AVs and commenting on them. Was this human desire? I couldn’t help but be surprised by the unimaginable feast of perverts. …If we had met differently, we might have been good masters, no, friends. But they’re still trash, so it would be troublesome to get too close. But if bestiality wasn’t stimulating, what was? “The identities of the club members are kept secret, and even we don’t know who they are.” I didn’t believe Chamber’s words. Even if they were customers, it was obvious that most of them were nobles. Or wealthy people with a lot of money. And it was unbelievable that people who had been rolling around in the underworld for this long wouldn’t have created a blackmail ledger that ‘should never be revealed.’ “You said most of them are sexual acts using women? How do you get the women who participate?” “That’s our job to prepare. So that the esteemed people don’t have to deal with the troublesome aftermath.” Perhaps because he thought I was showing interest, Chamber’s expression was still calm, but his voice had a little more strength in it. Actually, I understood his feelings to some extent. I’ve made it this obvious, it would be strange if he didn’t know. He must have realized that I was just as abnormal as the perverts in the club he mentioned. I don’t know if he really thought of me that way because there was no sign of it in the way he looked at me, but I thought he would. Thinking that way, I felt a little heat rising in my lower abdomen. “So this time, the show is with a monster salamander, and you were going to put me in it?” “…Yes.” Chamber nodded heavily at my words. I had heard about the Kwaidon from Rotuan. It was an amphibian monster that could be called a giant salamander. Despite being a salamander, its body was covered in scales like a reptile, and it was a monster with excellent regenerative abilities. And it was also a crazy monster that spewed poisonous breath from its mouth. But that wasn’t the problem. This Kwaidon monster had a rather unique ecology. In the case of normal creatures, it is normal for the female to incubate the eggs. However, this Kwaidon had an organ similar to a uterus in its body. So when the female ejaculated into the male’s body and laid eggs, the male had the unique ecology of incubating the eggs. At this point, you might say that the sexes are reversed, but since the male still produces sperm, there was nothing else to argue. The Kwaidon they smuggled was, of course, female. That meant that after the bestiality with the Kwaidon was over, they would inevitably have to take out the eggs that had been ejaculated into its stomach. Of course, in front of the eyes of the club’s audience. So, I had to seriously consider it before saying the next words. Of course, I was personally interested. Wouldn’t it be a waste of life if I didn’t do something like this? Besides, everyone participating in the show wore a mask, so my face wouldn’t be recognized. At first, the women participating in the show wore masks because they weren’t very beautiful, but that seemed to have become a rule of its own. And for a more secondary purpose, it was curiosity about martial arts, whether it was possible to absorb the monster’s essence. What can be absorbed by the Essence Absorption Technique is not only essence. The martial art of absorbing energy was originally created for the purpose of plundering the opponent’s internal energy. The methods are slightly different, but in the end, the goals are all similar. In this world where people don’t build up internal energy in their dantian, properly absorbing essence from people would only reduce my own internal energy, so I didn’t feel it was worth it. However, wouldn’t it be possible with monsters that are known to be much stronger than humans? Even if it wasn’t certain, it was worth trying.

If not now, I might never have another chance. It’s a bit unsettling, but the monster is tied up, and they’re even injecting it with an aphrodisiac to make it horny enough to mate, even if the partner is human. A wild monster wouldn’t get an opportunity like this. It’s a somewhat risky choice, but there were plenty of reasons to do it. If I could just discard a few of my human principles. I hesitated for a moment, then nodded at Chenber. “Hmm, then that sounds good. I’ll do it.” “…What did you say?” “That showgirl thing. I’ll do it.” When I answered simply, the expressions on their faces twisted strangely. It was probably an expression I’d never see again in my life.