
Arcturus wanders at night. Although the city is not completely deserted because it is time for night activities.
“So in a place like this he is, kah ..”
Arcturus gazed at the silence of a special district where only activities at night.
Especially those who are present in this kind of fantasy world at night? Of course the brothel. No matter where he went, Arcturus would never lose such a place.
Even the Religious region cannot be separated from the business of such sin.
“In this world sins are the most favors.”
Even in the world of the novel The Rise of Hero In Chaostic World there are some things that can and should not be done because it is considered a big sin.
But man is cursed to be free. In the end there will be a rebellion to accept his right as a creature condemned to freedom.
“Arcturus bastard certainly will not come home from this place. But unfortunately I am not interested.”
How could Arcturus be interested when he knew the world in the future would be hell?
There is no need to taste paradise while on the way to hell. It is better to try to stop the journey and stay forever with paradise.
Arcturus easily blends in the crowd. Although the clothes deserve suspicion but this place is special because people in this place are only interested in honing body heirlooms.
“Hm? I never knew that she worked in a brothel like this.”
In front of it is the largest and most luxurious hotel in the district. The place is uniquely designed where the downstairs room has a human-sized window.
It was a place where comfort women attracted their customers. Even what surprised him was that there were half-naked men working like that.
Arcturus believes that the district is also visited by women because there are men who become gigolos. No, to be honest Arcturus convinced himself like that.
‘It is impossible in this world there are sexual deviations, right? If there really is then I will crush it down to its roots.’
Ignoring the surroundings, Arcturus entered the hotel. Inside it was almost like a large mansion with a reception desk in the middle of the room.
Even from the outside alone there were many beautiful women, but it could not compare to the inside.
There were many women of different types of races with her clothes exposed. As Arcturus stepped into it some of them tried to attract his attention.
‘Very true when I use this outfit.’
Had Arcturus not hidden his appearance then he would have experienced what sugar felt as the herd of ants swarmed over him.
Not only because of his identity as a noble, but because Arcturus was quite recognizable as a handsome young noble who never left his territory.
Even if an ordinary person had never seen his face, it was very easy to figure it out with just his rare black hair color.
“Is there anything I can help esteemed customers?” The young woman with red hair smiled kindly and deliberately puffed her chest to show off her size and material lack of clothes.
Arcturus simply looked at him silently without even glancing at him to ***********.
“I want to see your basement.”
The receptionist seemed annoyed by Arcturus' apathy, but he continued to perform his duties professionally.
“Understandable, valued customer. It's just that we need to check your identity—”
Arcturus immediately put down a pouch filled with gold coins.
“I'll only take one. Whatever you want with the rest.”
The receptionist swallowed his saliva as he saw the golden-filled sac inside. He stared at Arcturus and the golden bag in turn.
‘Excreate this much money without hesitation .. I'm sure he's a rich young man.’
There is news of the Supper of the Moon that will be held soon. The female receptionist was sure the man in front of her was a noble. No one other than nobles could waste his money like that.
“Then please pass by here, dear customer. We won't do any checks but just in case I'll keep you company.”
“Follow me, esteemed customer.”
Arcturus went through the door behind the reception desk, a staircase leading down.
There was only a torch that lit him. It took a few minutes for Arcturus to arrive at his destination. A place brighter than the previous stairs.
There were many girls in the room who looked like hotel rooms but were open and only limited by bars.
“Side we keep quality slaves, esteemed customers.”
There are three levels of slave quarters in this hotel. The first level was where Arcturus was at the moment.
The first level was quality slaves who were often hired to satisfy lust. Some are even bought at very high prices.
The second level was a place where slaves with just plain looks and quality were. This was a place that commoners would visit to have sex at a cheap price. In any case, the women entertainers outside set the price quite high.
“Does anything catch your attention, esteemed customer?” The receptionist smiled mischievously and spread out his hands.
“Three floors.”
“Sorry?” the receptionist looked confused. He felt wrong hearing her words.
“I want to go to the third floor. Take me there immediately.”
“N-however it is not a place that has quality female slaves to relate to.”
Arcturus wanted to shout 'Who said I wanted to satisfy lust?!' but he held it.
The reason for this was just to find a woman.
“What money is not enough?”
The receptionist smiled with a troubled face, “T - of course this is more than enough! You can book a prima donna at this hotel for a week with all this money!”
“Primadona? Well whatever it is take me to the third floor.”
“Interpreted.”
There was a reason why the receptionist did not seem to believe Arcturus wanted to go to that place. However, the third floor is the location of new slaves who do not have quality and disease.
Comforter woman who suffered from illness, sick slaves, ugly and various other things. This is the lowest quality place.
Arriving there Arcturus can smell the unpleasant aroma. This place is really abandoned, there are only a few rundown toilets and nothing covered.
The slaves whose gazes were dead and had no hope of life realized the presence of Arcturus. Even so they again wailed as if they did not care anymore.
Arcturus also ignored them and started walking.
“Three floors is a wasted place, esteemed customer. This is not a decent place for your classmates to visit.”
Arcturus ignored him and continued to walk past the surrounding slaves. Starting from the sick, dying, even very flat.
Although it hurts to ignore the gaze of those who want to be helped.
‘This is it .. the person I've been looking for all this time.’
The person that Arcturus could not even find in his previous life even though he had information from the novel.
A girl with long white hair that covered her entire face. Dirty white clothes, his body was full of incision wounds and both his hands were chained to the wall.
The most striking thing about his appearance was the two reddish horns sticking out of his forehead.
“Very sad.”
The woman raised her head, her hair was draped so that Arcturus could see her face and the three red eyes stared hatefully.
“Who are you?”