Chapter 42: Fucking bitch!
"Shit!" Carl held himself in the corner of the rented room. Shivering, he stammered in despair.
"P-Please, my wife... I didn’t intend to touch her... It’s clear she touched me first."
The prayer-like voice rang out in the room, but nothing happened until a odd sound echoed back.
[System notice]: I know. But if I spare you this time, next time you’re gonna take the initiative to do it.
Carl’s expression froze and he tried to pray again.
"N-No... I won’t... Don’t you believe your husband?"
[System notice]: My love, I believe you... but I just... get angry when some girl talks to you, even touches you... I can’t stand it... so, I’m sorry.
"Uh..." Carl gritted his teeth.
As soon as he heard that, for some reason, he didn’t want to pray to his wife again. His brain was completely hypnotized by the system’s words.
"I love you... It’s not a big deal. Next time, I won’t let your envy appear at all."
As if the mumbling pain wrapping his body eased a little, thanks to the love Carl had for his wife.
"Just stand it for a few hours," Carl uttered, trembling, and glanced up.
[Announcement]: The penalty will finish after 20h34m.
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[Announcement]: The penalty will finish after 20h30m.
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"But... it’s really too long." Carl shivered against the wall of the room, glancing at the window, hoping this wretched day would finally end.
And at this time, in order to forget and fade the torment of the system’s punishment on him, he began to think back to the earlier matter of this mission.
First, a part of the Ortega family’s soldiers had already died here—that much he had heard from the argument between the commander and the brothel keeper. It seemed he had arrived a few minutes late, so he couldn’t know the exact spot where the soldiers had died or the cause of their deaths. All he had was just a fragment of information in an ocean of unknowns.
Thinking about it again, he tried to analyze carefully and finally managed to figure out some tiny clues.
The brothel keeper and the criminal were in the same boat. Why could Carl be so certain of that? It was too obvious—because the commander had declared it, even if the man barely had any proof.
So, why could Carl believe the commander’s words?
In truth, Carl knew the commander, who was infamous within the Ortega family. He was the one who had always accomplished missions, whether hard or easy, for the family. Carl believed that guy possessed some kind of ability related to the dragon class—maybe even a mysterious dragon class. If that was true, then everything would make sense about his achievements.
Just for that reason alone, it was enough for Carl to believe. Even so, he still kept a bit of suspicion in his mind.
Humans always make mistakes at some point in their lives.
"I’ll check it myself."
Carl would treat him as bait in this room... If there was anything strange, even the tiniest detail... he would definitely think that all the hookers in this place were criminals.
And second, there was Slater’s prediction and the commander’s warning.
Could the commander really erase this entire town, just as he had declared?
Of course, Carl didn’t trust it at all.
Would they really be willing to wipe out the place that was supposed to be a golden chicken for the Ortega family?
Besides, this place already had many guardians to protect it from invading elements. The Ortega family would need a huge army to wipe this land out, but Carl was sure that was impossible after seeing all the soldiers inside and outside this town. They would need at least ten days to gather enough forces, prepare, and carefully plan before starting such purged activity here.
Now, there was only one possibility left — and it was the most disturbing. They might use the hundreds upon hundreds of monsters to rampage this town based on Slanter’s prediction
Normally, Carl would never even think about such a thing.
Because in reality, this brothel town was vast, with wide and sturdy walls stretching across its entire territory, even linking to many big cities like a bridge.
No monster could just suddenly appear here. If that was possible, Carl believed the Ortega family would have already become the strongest in the realm of Stoker, holding such a terrifying weapon.
"But I can’t just shake off this suspicion..." Carl scratched his head, thinking it over.
"Maybe I should take his warning seriously. My life is still worth more than anything else."
Carl’s breath came ragged and heavy, though he tried to steady it as best he could.
[Announcement]: The penalty will finish after 18:50.
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[Announcement]: The penalty will finish after 18:30.
Carl glanced softly at the system screen and sighed.
But just then, his [Dragon Sense] skill suddenly activated on its own. He felt something off crawling in his sixth sense — especially his nose.
A strange smell... spreading all over the room with invisible colors. Soon, Carl started to feel something stirring deep in his mind and heart.
His heartbeat quickened.
And his face began to flush.
"No way... That smell... it’s some kind of arousing potion."
Creakkkk...
The door of the rented room slowly opened, revealing a beautiful girl... But Carl’s expression twisted the moment he saw her.
She was wearing a obscene underwear as thin as nothing.
"Damn... it’s so thin... I can see everything."
"I remember... Roy said he didn’t hire any hookers at night, didn’t he?"
Yet after a couple of seconds, Carl clenched his teeth in anger.
"He only said that he didn’t need a hooker."
Of course, because of that, a hooker still came here to do her job.
"No... don’t. Close it... I don’t want to see." Carl muttered as he squeezed his eyes shut. He had just seen things he shouldn’t.
The hooker’s seductive curves under her thin lingerie, the sight of her big breasts and thighs — he couldn’t control his mind or body anymore.
His male instinct was starting to rise, ready to burst.
"Remember... I’ve got a wife... Remember..."
Carl whispered about his wife as if she were his goddess, the only thing keeping him from drowning in these cursed thoughts.
"I... can’t."
Carl slowly opened his eyes, the arousing scent fueling the primal instinct of a young man.
[Announcement]: The penalty will finish after 18h20p.
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[Announcement]: The penalty will finish after 48h00p.
[Announcement]: The penalty will finish after 50h00p.
"No... my wife... I’m sorry."
However, whatever Carl said or shouted, the penalties just kept increasing.
Even the thorned shadow vines kept appearing, causing more pain than ever.
[Physical Dragon activated]
Crimson scales quickly spread over Carl’s body and, with them, a hush of fury drowned his mind while agony filled his being, urging him to kill that hooker.
"I DON’T CARE ANYMORE!"
Carl shouted.
"YOU FILTHY WHORE."
Carl lunged at the hooker and swung his mana-empowered, scaled fist, but to his surprise she only smiled and produced a knife from somewhere, clearly intending to use it, to the begin.
The first clash ended with both of them trading hostile looks.
"Boy, why don’t you just obey and lie on the bed like a man? Who knows, I’m gonna give you a sweet night and you’ll die in contentment."
She licked her knife as scales began to bugle on her body, tearing her underwear away to reveal her true form...
A half-dragon figure with a massive frame. Not only that, the scales gave off a strange scent that spread through the room. It was probably the actual culprit that had put Carl into this souring state.
A strange kind of dragon class again.
Now Carl understood everything. This town was in league with the criminal. All the hookers here were his enemies.
Still, in a way, it was worth it that he’d been treated as bait. Luckily for him, for some reason, the penalty from his wife had already saved his life once from those girls. Just thinking about how he might have been raped by them and then killed afterward... No... it was a nightmare. He didn’t want to think about it anymore.
"Why don’t you say something, partner? Wanna touch it... maybe even suck it?" The hooker smiled, letting the scales fade from her large breasts and lift them up to show Carl.
But Carl only stared at her in silence with dead eyes. Pain was crawling all over his body, and even those white breasts couldn’t shake his pure focus at this point.
He summoned his swords and took his stance, ready to begin the fight at any moment.
The only thought in his mind was to capture this girl, or better yet, kill her. She was the key to information, and after that he’d take the criminal’s head before sunrise.
"Let’s see what you have, fucking bitch!"
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[Age]: 22
[Class]: Mystery
[Rank]: E
[Soul Rank]: ★★★
Skill: Aura of Suppression: Rank C / Aphrodisiac Fragrance: Rank C / The Art of Sex: Rank S...
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As soon as Carl saw those lines on the system screen, a chill shot down his spine.
That girl was definitely a dragon class tied to sexuality. If she really used that skill on him, would she drain him dry? At that moment, he began to worry about Roy, who was lying in the rented room next door.
"Goddess will bless your pelvis as well, Roy."