Chapter 47

Chapter 47

47: Black Street I didn’t realize it when I was causing trouble, but the underground plaza’s ‘Stage’ was quite a large-scale brothel. Actually, calling it a brothel is a bit of an overstatement. The Stage wasn’t a brothel where prostitutes stayed and received customers. It was more like a performance hall. Especially the hall where the show took place had a stage in the center, a magical barrier to ensure safety even if monsters ran wild, and the audience seats on the second floor were structured like terraces to enjoy both viewing and banquets. In addition, high-class prostitutes from the brothels on the ground were mobilized during the banquet to attend to the members, and special rooms were prepared for personal space, considering that the club members would get horny after the show. Sartun runs brothels, but Sartun doesn’t run all the brothels in Karaldin. Receiving customers in such clubs is naturally linked to the underworld’s interests, so there was a lot of competition. “…That’s about it.” The one who explained this was Rotnil Muren, a self-proclaimed ‘scriptwriter’. He, who was also in charge of this show, was looking at me with suspicious eyes. It wasn’t yet known that I had almost beaten Rotuan and Chenber to a pulp. The twenty or so members of the organization who were smashed by me at the Stage would know, but because other personnel were immediately replenished, the newcomers had no time to know who I was. Besides, unlike before, I had now washed and put on clothes. I was a little sleepy because I hadn’t slept properly and had been constantly abused, but sleeping was something I could do later. It was a little funny to sleep in the middle of enemy territory, but I wasn’t particularly worried. As long as they misunderstood me as a member of the Leopold family, there wouldn’t be much danger here. “Then, I’ll leave it to you. I repeat, never treat this girl carelessly.” Etrin Chenber pointed at me and said to Muren, who had finished explaining, in a strong tone. There was no need to do that, was it because of what he had done? He really didn’t want to die. Personally, I prefer to be treated roughly, but I didn’t think there was any need to refuse the consideration, so I just kept my mouth shut. However, Muren’s thoughts seemed a little different. “…I don’t think there will be many cases of being treated carelessly than being attacked by Quaidon.” That’s a good point. When I looked at Chenber with an amused gaze, he cleared his throat and continued. “…In other matters, never treat her negligently.” “Well, I understand.” Muren nodded simply and looked at me with interesting eyes. // After that, nothing special happened. I ate decent food for the first time in a while, slept in a comfortable bed, and just rested while waiting for the show to be prepared. And when the time came, I was getting ready to go on stage, decorating myself. “Stay still.” Of course, I wasn’t doing the preparation myself. Whether the word scriptwriter was correct or not, Muren personally checked my costume and chose a mask to wear on my face. Still, perhaps because it was a hobby of those with refined tastes. The staged performance had its own setting and story. According to the production, my setting seemed to be a bride sacrificed to a monster for some ridiculous religious reason. I honestly didn’t think such a setting mattered, but they didn’t seem to think so. If that’s the case, they should have written the content properly, but since no one would willingly mate with a monster, there would have been limitations in writing the content. Anyway, perhaps because of that setting, I looked so beautiful that it was hard to believe I was a woman going to be violated by a monster. My hair was dyed black on purpose so that I wouldn’t be recognized, and I wore a veil over it. I was wearing a pure white wedding dress, but it wasn’t a normal wedding dress. I wasn’t wearing anything on my lower body so that I could receive Quaidon’s genitals at any time, but instead, I only wore thin lace that was see-through, revealing my white stockings and genitals on my legs. It wasn’t like my upper body was intact either. The transparent fabrics with lace patterns didn’t seem to have any intention of covering my body, exposing my bare skin as it was. My breasts were wrapped in a thin cloth like a bra, perhaps to shape them, but my bulging breasts and pink nipples were exposed as they were. Because of that, the pure white wedding dress, which should symbolize purity, was instead exuding a decadent beauty. Moreover, because the clothes themselves were made of easily torn material and structure, it was said that all of them would be torn apart during the show, leaving only white garter belts and stockings. I don’t know what the difference is between being see-through and being naked after being torn, but maybe that also has meaning. Still, I thought this was okay in its own way. I would be accepting Quaidon’s thing while writhing in those torn pieces of clothing. Thinking about it, I already felt my body heating up. Now I was decorating myself in the most beautiful form to be defiled by a monster. That gap made an unbearable tickling sensation well up from my lower abdomen. “Phew, that’s it.” When Muren finished speaking, I looked in the mirror again and looked at myself. And then I said a simple review. “I look more like a prostitute than a bride.” “…..” Muren didn’t say anything in particular. Besides, he wasn’t lusting after seeing me now. Instead, he looked at me with quiet eyes and asked a question. “…Do you know what will happen to you in the future?” “Yes, I know. I’m going to be mated with Quaidon in front of people, right?” Then his eyes were filled with absurdity. I didn’t understand why, but I was curious about what he was thinking inside. Was he cursing me, or was he pitying me? I was curious, but I didn’t think I needed to know. Before I knew it, time had passed and the banquet had begun, and I was standing still in the waiting room, waiting for the atmosphere to ripen. Although the number was small, it seemed that they were enjoying getting excited in their own way because it was a banquet in its own way. Looking down at myself wearing a sexy wedding dress and holding a bouquet of flowers, I suddenly let out a hollow laugh. I had never thought of getting married in my life, but the person I was facing in these clothes was a monster. Before I decorated myself, I only thought about absorbing energy, but when I put on the clothes, I couldn’t help but think that way. Still, I would absorb as much energy as possible. Nothing special happened while I was waiting. The only special thing was that Muren brought me medicine and a scroll. “What kind of medicine is it?” “It’s a medicine that increases the elasticity of the body for a certain period of time and a corresponding magic. If you carry Quaidon’s eggs in your body without it, your organs will rupture.” “….Ah, yes.” He was more gentlemanly than I thought. Of course, if what he said was true. Since they forbade provocative productions, was it to prevent the woman from dying in the middle? These perverts have demanding requirements. Anyway, elasticity. Hearing that, I could roughly guess the purpose. Quaidon is a monster that lays eggs in the body of a male. And this time, that would be my body. Unless I was really pregnant or that fat, human skin doesn’t stretch that easily. “How much does it stretch?” “….Maybe, it will be bigger than a full-term pregnant woman.” That answer contained two meanings. That the magic was that effective, and that accepting Quaidon was difficult. ….How many eggs does it lay that my stomach swells up that much? “There are no other ingredients, so you can rest assured.” “I’m more suspicious because a person from the underworld said that.” “Then shall I eat it first?” Perhaps because of Chenber’s words, Muren never treated me carelessly. “No, it’s okay.” I was a little suspicious of whether I could eat the medicine and magic they brought, but I thought that since I had the Leopold family as my backing, they wouldn’t do anything unnecessary, and if it was an aphrodisiac or a drug, I could just get addicted once. Even if it was magic, I had internal energy, so I could resist to some extent, so it would be okay. And when I tore the scroll and activated the magic, I felt an alien energy dwelling in my body. At the same time, Arum, who was staying in my stomach, seemed to feel the change and fluctuated once. Come to think of it, is she going to devour today too? After everything is over, I will have to pour out Quaidon’s eggs, but even so, Arum will probably eat some of the eggs left in my stomach. Before that, I would absorb the energy, though. I wondered if I could absorb energy even though it was a female Quaidon, but energy is ultimately a type of life force. Eggs would have that much life force, and if I had the chance, I would even steal the monster’s life force, so nothing would change. The question was how much the Yin Demon Art could withstand that energy. The Yin Demon Art can already be operated without any difficulty even with turbid internal energy. Could it withstand even more turbid internal energy? That was a problem that I would have to experiment with someday, even if it wasn’t now. “Now, you can enter.” When I heard Muren’s words in my ear, I stopped thinking and slowly moved towards the stage. The bright stage lights in the distance came into view, and the laughter of the audience rang in my ears. Soon, they would see and enjoy my disgrace, denounce me, and also harbor lust. As I thought about that fact, the heat in my lower abdomen began to rise even more fiercely.

-Rustle.

Against the background of the sound of the lace of the pure white wedding dress dragging on the floor, I continued to walk forward. Like a bride getting married, slowly, with elegant steps.