Chapter 25: Thrown Into a Brothel

The staircase railings, chandeliers, wall carvings—even the carpets and tiles were all made of gold!

“So rich…”

Following a small staircase, we arrived on the third floor.

On the way, the big butler asked me, “What’s your name?” His voice was deep and powerful.

“Jiushi.”

“How old are you?”

“Sorry, I don’t know. Maybe nine?” Based on my earlier guess that I was about 1.34 meters tall, I roughly estimated.

“Fourth-grade elementary student, about nine years old. Anyway, I started school at five.”

“You don’t sound like you’re lying… Hah…” The old man sighed softly.

We skirted around the hallway for a while, then went down half a floor, and finally walked down a long corridor before being brought to a room with a silver plaque hanging in front.

Along the way, almost every door had a gold nameplate. Only this one was silver, and it was even a plaque. Although I couldn’t recognize the characters on it, the rose and heart patterns gave me an ominous chill.

This room was very secluded—no other doors within ten meters. I had a strong feeling this was some kind of… unpleasant place.

As I was thinking, the butler knocked on the door.

With a crisp click of the lock, a cute girl—a head taller than me—appeared in front of me.

At the same time, an incredibly fragrant scent wafted out from inside the room.

The girl had a lovely face beneath her neat bangs. Her long eyelashes made her look exceptionally charming. She was draped in a light gauze, with only strips of cloth covering the important parts, and her body was marked with obvious bruises.

“Mew meow meow? What is this place!?” Even though this girl was pretty, I felt I was doomed.

The girl bowed to the old man in greeting. Then, from behind her, another woman—especially tall—emerged! The first girl only reached up to this woman’s chest.

Immediately, this woman pressed herself close to the old man, standing extremely near!

I guessed this woman was the manager of this place, given how luxurious her clothes were. She wore a particularly gorgeous kimono, with golden threads embroidering beautiful patterns in layer upon layer of fabric, looking very heavy—a stark contrast to the girl beside her.

And those two jade-like mounds directly blocked my view, making it impossible to see her face.

“Those boobs! So fierce!”

“Tsk. I’m… a leaf blocking my view—I’m being blocked by boobs!” I complained bitterly because of my short stature.

“Oh? Laurent? Why are you here?” The woman spoke in a teasing tone, reaching out to gently grip the old man’s wrist.

But the old man showed no sign of being seduced at all. He replied sternly and righteously, “Ahem. Keep your hands to yourself, Tiffany. And take your goods inside.” His attitude earned my deep respect. “This devil isn’t what I imagined!”

“Tsk, you really are heartless,” the woman pouted coquettishly, reluctantly withdrawing her hand with a longing look.

“So… this is the thing prepared for Viscount Langfeng?” Her voice, lazy and sensual, turned toward me, making me immediately lower my head.

“MDFK? This woman?! Ah… thing? Me? Thing?” My heart raced; I had no idea what would happen to me.

“Hurry up and put him away. I don’t want to stay long in this place of yours.” With that, the old man turned and left.

“What are they… going to do? The goblin threw me to him, and now he’s throwing me to this Tiffany. Wouldn’t it have been better to bring me straight here? And why do I feel like I’m a piece of merchandise?” I kept thinking.

“Take him inside, Xi.” So I was pulled by the girl named Xi into the room with the silver plaque.

When I entered, I was shocked! There was actually a small corridor inside.

Pink carpet, flowers and silk decorations everywhere.

Luminous crystals in gold and pink illuminated the entire hallway, giving it a particularly rosy hue.

Full of girlish charm, just as I thought, I suddenly saw a row of glass doors on my left.

Through the slightly blurry colored glass, I could vaguely see behind those doors a bunch of girls who looked like they weren’t wearing clothes, flirting with each other, whispering to each other.

Of course, some of them really had no clothes on…

Looking at this scene that resembled a paradise on earth—rooms completely “exposed” behind glass doors, and the soothing scent in the air—

“Am I… in a f*cking?!”

“That’s right, a brothel! You’ve been thrown into a brothel!”

“Impossible! MDFK! This… this absolutely cannot be! I’ll definitely be taken by this Tiffany to someone else later!”

“Don’t kid yourself. They already said ‘a gift for Lord Langfeng.’ Accept your fate!”

“Ugh…” I followed in despair. I felt just like when I was released from the dungeon by PM2.5, completely unaware of what future awaited me.

“What else can happen? Just like those dating sims you play.”

“Ahhh! I don’t want to hear it! I don’t want to hear it! I don’t want to hear it!” I dared not think further.

After a while, I was led into a small room with an open door. It was nicely decorated—flowers, a screen—but empty.

And there was a small platform in the middle of the room.

Tiffany pulled out a long, slender silver pipe from somewhere, stood at the doorway, and took a puff.

“Step up. Stand on the platform,” Xi whispered in my ear.

I obeyed and stepped up.

Then the girl named Xi quickly retreated behind Tiffany and stood respectfully.

In a swift movement, I saw pointed ears beneath her long hair. “Heh, another elf.”

I stood on the round little platform.

“Lift your head,” Tiffany said with a queenly tone, gone was the seductive manner she had with Laurent.

Reluctantly, I raised my head.

Suddenly, a particularly fragrant cloud of smoke blew into my face. “You f*cking? Blowing secondhand smoke right in my face!”

Then, a pair of slender fingers cupped my chin, tilting my head higher.

The platform automatically rose, and I finally saw Tiffany’s face.

A mature face made up with purple eyeshadow, exuding a scheming air.

“Indeed, you’re good-looking. No wonder they say the Black Feather clan has top-tier features. But what a pity~ hehehe.” She laughed lewdly, playing with my long hair.

“Mm, indeed, you have magic absorption resistance, the standard signs of a Pure Body.” I didn’t know what she had done to me, but I vaguely recalled Moke mentioning something about a ‘magic-free Pure Body.’

I really wanted to ask what exactly a ‘magic-free Pure Body’ was, but this wasn’t class…

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