Chapter 89 – 087+ Wayford Cemetery
One of the few high-end shopkeepers in Wayford has been making a lot of noise lately about a customer.
= I heard that his face becomes prettier if he is hugged only by that male customer! =
=My friend’s menstrual irregularities and skin troubles are also resolved!=
=Do you remember the girl who had a complex about her cheekbones? He slept with him three times and his cheekbones sunk! =
At first, I thought it was just a rumor.
It was just a day when I was in a good condition, so my makeup worked well or my face color improved.
But it wasn’t bullshit.
As the guest visited repeatedly and confirmed that the appearance of the prostitutes who had received the guest several times became noticeably more beautiful, the women became impatient.
In order to receive cosmetic surgery, you have to pay as little as 3 rows of silver coins to as expensive as gold coins at a time.
When receiving a secret technique, pain is also painful, but sometimes the secret technique does not settle well on the face and only costs money.
However, if you receive the guest, you can receive a noticeable increase in beauty without any pain.
Moreover, the guest overflowed with a unique charm that cannot be expressed in words.
Unlike the hairy males, they have smooth skin like themselves, but that doesn’t mean they’re feminine.
Thick but sharp eyebrows. Clear, emotionless eyes. A sharp nose like a knife. Soft lips. A low-pitched soft voice.
He was a different man from the men they knew.
In addition, the night skills were excellent, and the prostitutes who were embraced by the customer said in unison.
= When you get stuck in him and his voice flows into your ears at the same time, it feels like his brain is tickling and drugs are gushing out? =
= Thing? Compared to him, Luke and the men are just mean or annoyed.
=There is nothing that swells up like a fist just before ejaculation, it does not expand unpleasantly inside, there is no stabbing like a thorn, and there is no unpleasant feeling of two prongs turning inside out~.=
=Please say respectful words to prostitutes like us~.=
=You have good manners.=
=He has good energy.=
= Doesn’t it seem like there’s nothing wrong?=
Receiving that guest is not only pleasant, but also good for the body.
The high-class prostitutes, who received 10 silver coins or even 10 million won a night if they performed well, became impatient.
= Boy. Should the guest come to me first?=
=Nabira noona asked first…… He said he would give you a fairy tale if you bring that guest.=
= Old age……. Bona Mana, you said you would give it to me if you send me a guest, right? I’ll pay you in advance.=
He bribed the young waitress, who was using him to solicit customers, to send the customer to him first when the customer came.
= Rishi. That doesn’t work.=
= Manager’s older brother. Why can’t you understand If I receive that guest, will I pay ten silver coins?=
=…… When the guest is received, there are children waiting in line who will return their flower beds in addition to the ten silver coins. Sera came and went just now.=
=What?!=
After asking the manager of Changgwan for a backdoor deal, he was shocked to hear that there were dozens of girls who had the same thoughts as him.
= Do you understand? When the guest goes, he just needs to follow him secretly and see where he lives. Just tell me, and this silver coin is yours.=
=…… Sister. It can’t be like this. You’ll get scolded if the madam catches you asking for customer information.=
=I get scolded, but I get scolded!=
= Maria!! Are you cheating on the kids again?!=
Squash!
=Wow!?=
= How many times have I told you! Don’t worry about your personal information! Why can’t you understand the language!=
= Ouch, Ouch! Sorry. Mama! Knack!=
When I tried to find out where the customer lived, I got hit on the back and got scolded.
A similar rumor spread inside the Olts Hotel, but it did not spread into a commotion like Changgwan.
It was because the guest in Room 306 requested a bath every morning and evening, and called a different maid each time.
Big and small quarrels within the hotel are a penalty factor. If you get into a war of nerves and accumulate penalty points, you will be fired from your job and only you will be in trouble.
If you wait, your turn will come back someday, but there is no need to risk yourself
=Then, rest in peace, sir.=
Following the bath in room 306, the maid, who finished the paid service and massage course, left the room with a regretful expression.
Before closing the door, the maid, who had the last look at the customer sitting in the chair by the window, closed the door and turned around, asking for regret.
I want to be there all day.
‘Oh, it flows…….’
Feeling something running down her inner thighs, the maid straightened her back and left the room with frequent steps.
Hwanin, who was sitting by the window wearing a gown, felt the people in front of the door disappear and stood up to look down at the dark city through the window.
In his eyes, he saw a whimsical soul wandering through the city.
‘Now that there are few women left warm in the high-end window, I’ll have to go see her soul.’
It was a hwanin who carried around two or three prostitutes a day for nearly three weeks like a sex addict.
The three prostitutes have a total of about 50 prostitutes, regardless of class.
Hugging 40 of them, he spent three rows of silver coins and 30 million won.
It was not worth it. Thanks to that, I was able to hear things like the circumstances behind Wayford, and I learned that gangsters, yakuza, triads, and gangsters exist here too.
Not only that, but he also gained an enormous amount of warmth.
For 20 days, the number of soul orbs increased from 26 to 35, the duration increased to 35 hours, and the duration of the necromancy increased to 35 minutes.
It takes 40 to 60 days for women to recover to their maximum warmth, although it varies from person to person. In Wayford, Hwanin will never visit Changgwan again.
As soon as he changed into his casual clothes and put on a hooded cape, the emergency food that had been sleeping in his nest made of a large basket woke up and stared at him with hazy eyes.
Que…… ?
“It’s nothing. Keep growing.”
Coo…….
Thanks to eating, sleeping, eating and sleeping in the room for nearly 20 days, the weight of emergency food was exploding.
Lift up a pair of wings of emergency food that is snoring. It’s pretty heavy. Wouldn’t this be about 4kg?
With a body the size of a goose and this weight, you wouldn’t be able to fly now.
‘I heard that the green Que grows four to five times.’
The commercial district of Wayford’s main street also had a market at Kue.
There, Hwanin buys drinks for the elderly and tells them about the types of Que, how to determine their age, and their growth environment, including the growth stage of the green Que.
The primary growth is when the egg breaks out, sprouts feathers, and becomes able to fly.
The secondary growth is that the horn on her forehead disappears and her size grows to the size of a goose.
The tertiary growth is to grow as big as a wolf and have strong legs so that you can run on the ground.
Like other Que, growing in size is the 4th to 5th growth.
‘The male wolf weighs about 40 kg. But the emergency food is algae…….’
Wouldn’t it grow when it becomes roughly 20kg to 30kg?
After bringing a dry bath towel to cover the emergency rations, Hwanin left the hotel and exhaled a long breath as he felt the cool night breeze sweeping around his body.
The weather is no longer too hot at night, perhaps because the seasons are changing.
Hwanin put her hand on the handle of the ax at her waist and started walking along the tree-lined road she had become accustomed to.
Doo doo doo doo-
Two wagons with small lanterns pass by making a loud sound of wheels.
It’s not a safe place to drive at night like Korea. The main street is better thanks to the guards patrolling regularly, but it is said that disappearances and murders occur frequently in the general area.
For that reason, he came out wearing a stone ax for self-defense.
Currently, Hwanin’s ability to throw a stone ax is 100% even from a distance of 50m.
It’s not as comfortable as a spear, but a stone ax is rather comfortable in a city with such narrow and long roads. Since the hooded cloak covers up to the thighs, it is not exposed when the stone ax is worn around the waist.
If you get caught by the guards on patrol, it will be a little difficult, but since you have an official ID, it won’t be a problem if it’s for self-defense.
While collecting knowledge and common sense, I heard about issuing ID cards.
Usually, it was said that a certain identity guarantor was needed to get an ID card issued by a city-level administrative officer, but if there is no guarantor, you have to purchase a house in the city with a huge cost of 10 gold coins or perform a certain number of requests from the administrative officer to raise your credit rating. They said it could be issued.
Or you can prove a special job like a soul master.
It is said that once an ID card is issued in one city, it can be easily renewed in other cities without any authentication process.
This meant that getting the first ID card was the most difficult.
In addition, he said that without such an ID, in some cities, you cannot enter the commercial district and may be denied entry to the Labyrinth.
‘I owe a lot of debt.’
Arriving at the crossroads, Hwanin looked around her and saw her spirit wandering on the way to the cemetery, so he moved toward it.
Maybe 2 hours after the sun goes down? There are streetlights at certain distances on sidewalks, so there are few people even though it is not dark.
‘At this time, most of them will be gathered on the tavern and Changgwan Street.’
When I look at the three-story building next door, I see lights on in every window. If you listen closely, you can hear family members laughing and chatting.
“…… ?”
Hwanin suddenly stood still in his place at the unfamiliar emotion that filled his heart.
What is this feeling Why do I suddenly remember the faces of my father and mother?
The temperature has not changed, but strangely it feels colder than when I left the hotel.
And he burst into laughter at the brief thought that passed through his head.
‘Even if Isilite’s blunt atmosphere…… Want to see? Am I going crazy?’
Hwanin took another step and recalled the story Anne Flint had told him yesterday.
Isilite, now in her third week of training, was enthusiastic about attending classes and performing well.
A secondary explanation was attached that she looked desperate, as if being chased by something, but it wasn’t a bad thing.
She said, ‘She said she was well educated anyway…’ … For the remaining 20 days, she should look at the city’s soul at night and gather information about the labyrinth during the day.’
Isilite’s ignorantly sturdy greatsword also had her spell cast through her sword.
She also obtained the body size for making armor through her Anne Flint, so by the time Isilite completes her maid training and leaves, her armor will be complete.
He is also reinforcing his defense power by wearing monster leather over his leather clothes without compromising the design.
So far, the schedule is proceeding without a hitch.
No problem.
But what is this feeling that does not leave the heart?
‘…… Is this feeling of loneliness?’
Looking at the faces of his father and mother, who had been dead for more than five years, and, incredibly, thinking about Isilite, this feeling must have been loneliness.
Hwanin rubbed his face with one hand.
Suddenly feel lonely After I fell into this world, I felt many emotions…… I’m honestly confused.
“…….”
But that was only for a moment.
I closed my eyes, suppressed my emotions, and took a few deep breaths, and the unfamiliar feeling quickly disappeared from my chest.
Quickly shaking off his emotions, Hwanin stood at the entrance of the park where his soul entered and read the letters in the metalwork nameplate on the beautifully sculpted wall pillar.
[Wayford Second Cemetery]
“…….”
I stare at the park in the dark.
Well-groomed trees create an environment that is pleasing to the eye.
A neatly paved road cuts through the trees, and here and there flowers that look like evening primroses, along with countless unknown flowers, are spread profusely and glisten in the silver moonlight.
Is this a cemetery?
Even if you yield 100 times, it will look like an outdoor botanical garden, but it will never look like a graveyard.
‘Where is the tombstone? … Ah, that one.’
When the spirit’s vision is opened, the pitch-black world of darkness fades to gray, and the cemetery becomes clearer. And I found a tombstone that didn’t look like a tombstone.
That’s about it, it’s a piece of art.
I was standing at the entrance looking at a statue standing under a nicely stretched Y-shaped tree and a spirit sitting on top of it when someone started slowly approaching with a light from inside.
With my daughter-…….
With my daughter-…….
A shadow approaching with the sound of bells that calms the mind and body.
Holding a lantern carved out of red wood, holding something like the staff of Charon, the boatman of Hell…… A woman in a hooded robe as flawless as moonlight.
‘Are you a gravekeeper? He’s not a professional.’
The hooded robe was not something that male monks or the KKK would wear, but a design that a noble lady would wear when going out.
Maybe that’s why I feel like a special arborist somewhere.
A woman stopped about 10 meters away from Hwanin and raised her head slightly.
Under her hood, her narrow nose, soft mouth, and fine jawline are revealed.
With that alone, Hwanin guessed that she was an unusually beautiful woman.
‘…… Well?’
Suddenly, Hwanin realized that he could not see the color system in women.
All the people Hwanin had seen so far, including the men, were light green like himself. One of the eight sub-races, the race called Adsektra, was bluish-purple, but it was classified as an insect, not an animal, so let’s move on.
‘No. It is pure white in achromatic colors.’
It was an optical illusion because her skin was white and her hooded robe was also white.
However, since it was white, I doubted that it was not human, but the woman in the hooded robe opened her mouth slightly. It is a clear and transparent voice.
=Did you come here for some reason at this late hour?=
“I was contemplating something on the way that caught my eye.”
=…….=
“I didn’t go inside.”
=Night is the time of the soul. And this is a graveyard. The path to heaven is not open to those who disturb the rest of the dead.=
Hwanin, who heard the woman’s voice, suddenly became curious about what kind of person the woman in front of him was.
People in this world don’t talk about the soul at all.
Even Susa, who has frequent conversations with herself, could count on one hand the number of times she uttered the word soul during the nearly month-long trip.
It’s a word that I don’t usually use, but it’s possible that she often brings up the story of her Hwanin’s job, but it’s never been like that until now.
But the woman in front of me mentioned the soul. That too, with a tone of conviction.
I wonder if all the gravekeepers are like this, or if she is a spirit person like himself. Also, what kind of race is the color system white?
“Are you the gravekeeper here?”
=I am not good enough, but I am a person who strives for the rest of the soul.=
The answer is neither positive nor negative. Could it be the soul?
Hwanin decided to go a little further.
“Okay. It seems to me that there is no soul in this place that could disturb its rest. Can I look into it some more?”
=…….=
When I brought out a sentence that would have allowed us to talk a little more, the woman in the white hooded robe shut her mouth.
“I also have no intention of disturbing the rest of the soul, so you can put your worries aside.”
=…….=
I wish I could see your expression. It’s hard to see emotions down the nose.
‘Isn’t it the death of the soul?’
If he could see the soul like he did, he would have understood the meaning of what he just said. If not……. While thinking that I am not sure yet, the woman asks for my understanding in a small voice.
= Can you excuse me for a minute? It won’t do you any harm.=
I don’t know what I’m trying to do, but I don’t think it’s going to hurt, so I nod her head and the woman puts her wand forward and purses her mouth.
At that moment, Hwanin unknowingly narrowed her eyebrows and stared at the woman.
A very faint haze was rising over her shoulders.
It wasn’t the aura of a professional.
By comparison, it was a haze similar to the one that fills the area around the soul’s body.
