Chapter 366 – The Female Rabbit (5)
“That, that, that’s-, damn…!”
Jacob pounded his chest with his fist as if he was frustrated.
His eyes must be red-breathing was very rapid.
“So, try to explain properly…!”
“I have to tell you so that I can understand what you are talking about!”
Colleagues surrounding the son-in-law, in other words, the prisoners who dealt with the witch beast by-products on the ground floor of the magic tower were equally frustrated.
He was so excited that he was talking gibberish–I couldn’t understand what he was talking about.
Old Man Peebble was the least calm among them.
He takes a glass from which cold water has been poured and bangs it on the table! I put it down to make a sound.
“Calm down. First, take a sip of water.”
The fuss stopped for a moment.
He knew he couldn’t afford to do this, but Jacob gulped down the cold water first.
It’s a bit mind-boggling.
I feel like the heat that has risen so hot has cooled down a bit.
A feeling of exhaustion ran through his whole body. His legs gave way and he sat down on the sofa.
“Okay, then let me explain. Where is it?”
After washing his face dry, Jacob started talking incoherently.
The things that Seo-joon saw in the visual device that the man sent-.
He started to explain, pointing out each one.
A long stage with a red carpet spread out.
Red lanterns falling on the stage.
A liquor table centered around the stage.
A lot of men sitting on a drinking table.
I didn’t bother talking about them looking up at the stage and masturbating recklessly.
That there was a wife – I couldn’t even talk about it.
When asked why he was trying to find such a place, he couldn’t bear to answer.
Those who heard the sloppy explanation somewhere looked at each other’s faces and shook their heads.
Everyone is a bewildered face.
Old Man Peebble muttered as he brushed his beard.
“I don’t know either… A stage with a red carpet is a place for performances… Isn’t it? Then how about going to the theater?”
“That is···. Woo woo-. It doesn’t seem like that. I guess you could say it’s closer to the brothel…”
Most of them were guys with hot peppers–there were a few who identified themselves as women–but they all shook their heads.
He said that he had been to all the window shops in the city – and there was one who asserted that there was no such place.
It was natural for Jacob’s face to be devastated.
Should I just give up like this?
Do I have to bite her nails, worrying about what will happen to her wife…?
The funny thing is that even though he imagined that, his lower body was responding faithfully.
He had been in the bathroom rubbing his cock until he had just lost contact – no other excuse.
Wouldn’t it be cheaper to be abandoned by her wife?
I get obsessed with those thoughts and I get more and more depressed.
“Uh? What kind of things do you enjoy so much?”
In the meantime-, the youngest prisoner who was particularly fond of her wife-Roben came over, wiping the moisture off her palm.
Jacob didn’t want to bother with him, but he explained the whole thing in case the others didn’t know.
Then Robben frowned and muttered.
“Uh… Isn’t that the one in the slums…?”
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Haaa-
A man resembling a rat crawling through a gutter- Paulson let out a sigh.
Every day was so free.
Paulson is the gatekeeper and collector of underground arena.
He came to work late, around sunset, and sat down at the entrance of the arena.
There was nothing special about what he was doing.
Check every aspect of the visitor and extort the admission fee.
The price is 1 silver coin.
If it’s expensive, it’s a high price, but you can’t pay this, and the bastards didn’t deserve to come in.
If it was boring, it was boring.
But what if this is his life?
He chews on tobacco leaves in moderation and scratches his groin-, accepts guests- and kicks out those without money-.
That’s the life I’ve lived -.
The money she collected was wasted on sinful bitches.
Well- I didn’t have a family to support, and my wife fled at night due to Paulson’s frequent violence and outings-, there was only a place to spend money like that.
Drinks, bitches, drugs. What kind of stuff like that
“…Gee, who are you guys?”
But in front of Paulson- a group of people approached.
They were men over five or six.
They all stood there holding something like a crowbar.
If that’s an extension, then it’s an extension—it’s oddly sloppy.
Like his posture- the expression that was broken and sternly distorted was also strange.
Even though they were tightening their eyes and glancing – the corners of their lips were trembling subtly – they were clearly afraid of them.
At first glance, it wasn’t the gangsters from other regions who came to take over the area.
The scum living in this city- knew how crazy it was to mess with the arena.
It is an arena that is giving back money to the majority of the city committee as well as the mage tower.
If you touch them carelessly, you will turn them all into enemies.
As Paulson snapped his fingers, the big guys waiting at the door pulled water-soaked clubs from their waistbands and stepped forward.
Uninvited guests hesitate.
“…Hey, I don’t want to cause trouble. Can’t you just let me in?”
However, the old man standing in front did not back down easily.
Nervously wrinkled forehead-, shiny eyes are the faces of several people.
“For what purpose?”
“I have someone to meet inside.”
“Who is that?”
At Paulson’s question, the old man glanced back.
Not only the old man, but the others also looked at someone in the middle of the group.
It was a man with black hair, swarthy and sweaty.
The man looked strangely intimidated—but, at the same time, he looked somewhat urgent.
“…There’s- my wife in there.”
At those words, the writers next to him widened their eyes. Looks like they didn’t know either.
“Oh, Professor Audrey is here?”
The man with a carefree look who was watching the liver run away from the furthest back gave a whimper.
By the way, Professor Audrey…? Could it be that Audrey Yvette…? Are you talking about the flowers of the magic tower…?
“Yes. My wife is here. To find… I need to find it. Right Now···!”
The man groaned and shouted.
The big guys frowned at him and stepped forward, but the other side didn’t back down either.
“I don’t know what’s going on… Even though my sister-in-law is there, I can’t run away…”
The men suddenly changed their mood – they fixed the crowbar they were holding sloppily and lowered their stance as if they were about to attack.
“These cowardly bastards…! Do you want to try it once…!”
The big guy standing in the front reveals his teeth and kicks his forearms.
Just as the two groups were about to collide, Paulson raised his hand.
“For a moment-. Write- No no… Audrey Yvette is here-? It can’t be. I’ve never had a woman like that. And- I think you guys are mistaken. There is a girl with the same name here. Even if her breasts aren’t as big and pretty as the flowers in the Mage’s Tower, there are prostitutes with black hair and blue eyes. She also calls her Audrey Yvette. Yes. She doesn’t know her real name. She’s not even curious. Who would want to know the real name of such a woman? I just like her because she resembles the flower of the mage tower.”
At Paulson’s words, the man shook his head with a stiff face.
“… She doesn’t know who that woman is, but she’s not mistaken. Obviously my wife is here.”
She has a confident face.
But Paulson tutted, clicked his tongue, and waved his hand.
It was questionable whether such an incompetent person was the husband of the Flower of the Mage Tower, but even if she said yes, there was no reason to let her in.
This was not a place for such a lofty woman to come.
In other words, it is a place where filthy human waste and wastes of society are entangled and excrement, urine and semen are scattered loudly.
“···Really! Really! My wife is in here…!”
“If you’re thinking of going in blindly, you got the wrong number. Go back when you say good things.”
The big guys stepped forward, banging their clubs against their palms.
The other side doesn’t back down either- he raises his crowbar as if to fight back.
At that moment, the man suddenly groaned.
“… Ha, Ha Seo-joon!”
The man looked around at his son-in-law, huffed, then added his words with a stern face.
“Hasn’t a man named Ha Seo-joon come here…?”
“Why is he-“
A memory flashes through Paulson’s mind.
The woman wearing the coat he was carrying.
Wearing a bizarre rabbit mask – the memory of a woman whose body kills -.
Surely that woman had her black hair too-?
Could it be that the woman… Flower of the Magic Tower…?
“Older brother?”
Paulson pouted at the corner of his mouth as one of the hunks watching from the side expressed his question.
A ghastly laugh breaks out.
This sounds like fun… Paulson rubbed his palms with just that expression.
“Even though I don’t know how things work… Now I have a legitimate guest. Aren’t you guys?”
When Paulson pouts his moustache and smiles sullenly – everyone questions.
Paulson- chinning the big guy blocking the door.
“Hey, open the door.”
“Older brother···? If these bastards cause any trouble…!”
“Didn’t you come to find her wife? Let it go Did you forget that my wife ran away at night because she had eyes with another guy? Damn that bitch- whenever I run into her on the street- I have to rip her cunt in very tatters- use it…”
I don’t know if her wife really met another man. But it’s clear – Paulson was sure.
It was a year without the courage to run away.
It was the year when I was beaten, as if I was hit, and if I cursed, as if I was swearing.
Someone must have been tricked. I thought maybe he was a good-looking guy like Ha Seo-joon. I fell for it when I saw my face and my dick-, bitch like a dog-.
“I hope you find her a wife.”
The dark-haired man nodded his head with a moved expression.
With a click, the door opened.
And as they were about to enter- Paulson grabbed them again.
“What is it, are you just going in?”
“Just go in…”
Paulson clicked his tongue and held out his hand.
He even said it as if it was normal.
“Chibeol- You have to pay the entrance fee. Isn’t this a bully?”
