Great and Noble Beings
Great and Noble Beings
As dawn broke in the early morning.
After finishing their secret and passionate play, the wet bodies of the two prostitutes, Rose and Lily, lay intertwined on the bed.
"Haa... when Rose unnie touches me, I feel like I go really, really deep."
Lily's thighs, slick with arousal, wrapped around Rose's legs like a snake.
Rose gently brushed back Lily's wet hair as Lily buried her face in Rose's chest, panting.
"It'd be a problem if you fell for me."
"I already have. And it's not just me. The other unnies said so too. They said what Rose unnie does feels much, much better than what most men do."
Lily lifted her head and lightly *jjok*, kissed Rose's lips.
Rose chuckled and stroked Lily's cheek.
Though her body felt no pleasure.
The sight of a beautiful woman like Lily, fully aroused and reaching climax by her touch.
That alone was satisfying enough.
"Unnie, tell me more about that story you told me last time. The one about the mages."
"Mages? The Lord and the Guardian?"
"Back then, they had different names. Dominator and Protector? Right?"
Rose looked at the ceiling and replied in a low voice.
"Yes. They're both the same name. The transcendent Dominators, Lords, who possess immense Mana from birth and rule the world like gods. And the Protectors, Guardians, who wield superhuman strength granted by their Mana. Great beings who protect the powerless from evil Magical Beasts."
"Are those people stronger than Khan-ssi? Anna unnie told me before that Khan-ssi once fought and won against five drunk Mercenaries."
"Well, I've never actually seen these Dominators or Protectors, so I don't know how strong they are."
This world was the setting of a dark fantasy novel Rose had read in her previous life.
The names of kingdoms, cities, and terrains. Various other stories she heard around her also confirmed this.
However, that novel was an epic dealing with the bloody wars of Lords and Guardians, fierce battles against terrifying Magical Beasts, and the romances of noble ladies.
It was classified as dark fantasy due to its explicit descriptions and dark, hopeless plot developments.
But the lives of the dirt-poor in the frontier slums, or the prostitutes in the Entertainment District, were not depicted.
'These are people I'll never be involved with in my life,' she thought.
While Rose was thinking that, Lily's eyes sparkled as she lost herself in imagination.
"What if such an amazing Guardian or Lord-nim came to our establishment as a customer? Wouldn't they throw us piles of gold coins instead of silver?"
"Well, those esteemed individuals wouldn't need to come to a smelly Entertainment District like this. If they just set their minds to it, they could embrace the most beautiful noble ladies in the world."
"Is that so? Still, you never know! With Rose unnie's beauty, even the highest Dominator would fall for her at first sight and try to take her away, wouldn't they?"
At one point, Rose also lay in the barn, imagining such things. But not anymore.
A life where she was treated as a famous prostitute, earning money easily, and satisfying her desires comfortably among beautiful women.
Perhaps because her previous life had been so unremarkable.
She felt that this was enough, without needing to get involved in complicated and heavy matters.
'...Huh? Wait a minute.'
The moment she thought that.
A chill sensation ran down her spine.
Because she remembered counting the silver coins hidden in the barn just before being chased out of the village, thinking, 'Maybe living like this isn't so bad.'
'Surely... this isn't some kind of death flag, is it?'
Usually, ominous premonitions don't go wrong.
Especially if it was a world within a dark fantasy.
***
A few days later, in the afternoon.
As Rose was getting ready to receive customers and primping herself, Madam's call came.
Madam's calls just before opening hours usually concerned the arrival of VIP guests or warnings about customers to be wary of.
"Madam, did you call...?"
But the moment she opened the reception room door and stepped inside.
Rose could tell that the air in the room was unusually heavy and still.
The first thing she noticed was the hulking figure of Khan, standing by the door with a fierce expression.
His expression was as blunt as usual, but the atmosphere was different.
His entire body's muscles were taut, like a beast about to pounce.
Madam, standing next to him, was looking at Rose with a pale, frightened face.
And occupying the central sofa where Madam usually sat, were...
"Oh, you're here? Wow... fuck, you're even more stunning than the rumors said?"
"Look at those big tits. And that waist, it's just a handful."
Unfamiliar men she'd never seen before. A crude and unruly atmosphere, making it hard to tell if they were Mercenaries or bandits.
The three men openly appraised Rose's body, scanning her from head to toe.
And then there was one more person.
"Guardian-nari. Before we leave, can't we just fuck that bitch for an hour here? We can deduct it from our share, okay? Huh?"
The middle-aged man standing stiffly by the window didn't even flinch.
A man with short, grayish hair and a neat but worn uniform.
He ignored the commotion of the crude group and slowly turned his body, approaching Rose.
'Guardian...?? Just now... he definitely said Guardian...'
Rose instinctively almost stepped back.
The middle-aged man's gaze was utterly dry and cold.
A chilling gaze, devoid of even a hint of lust or greed, as if merely assessing the value of an object.
"Th-th-that... Madam... who are these people...?"
As Rose asked in a trembling voice, Madam's lips quivered.
"Rose... greet him. That person is a knight from the Lord's castle... no, he's a Guardian-nim."
"...Hello. I am Rose."
A being she thought she would never encounter.
Why would a superhuman magical knight, who was active in the novel, be in a frontier brothel like this...?
Regardless of Rose's complicated thoughts.
The middle-aged Guardian, 'Bain,' spoke in a dry voice.
"Your appearance is excellent, just as the rumors said. As instructed, I will borrow this prostitute under the Lord-nim's orders."
Borrow her? A person?
If the subject was a prostitute, no one here would misunderstand the meaning of those words.
And if the authority was the Lord, no one was unaware that those words could not be defied.
Madam's face turned ashen.
But instead of bowing her head and saying, 'As you wish,' she made a desperate, small resistance.
"U-um... Guardian-nim. Rose is the ace of our establishment, and she has many high-ranking customers with prior reservations..."
"We're leaving immediately. There's no need to pack anything."
Madam's resistance, thrown out with a readiness for death, was cut short by the Guardian's resolute words.
The moment he reached out to grab Rose's wrist.
"Wait a minute."
Khan, who had been silent, blocked Bain's path with his massive body.
Veins bulged on his fierce face.
"Taking her is up to you, but I need to hear when our girl can return before I let her go."
"What, is he her pimp?"
"A thug who's secretly in love with a prostitute, something like that?"
The crude group burst into laughter, but Khan didn't change his expression, only glaring at the Guardian.
The Guardian, Bain, likewise stared at the opponent in front of him without any reaction.
"Until that person gets tired of this prostitute and discards her."
"...What? Are you calling that a statement...?"
Just as Khan flared up, clenching his fist and stepping forward.
- Kwajik!
"Kuaaaak!"
The sound of something horribly breaking.
Along with it, the hulking Khan, over 2 meters tall, screamed and tumbled to the floor.
"...!!"
Rose covered her mouth and her eyes widened.
Being the closest, she had clearly seen the scene just now.
Bain had merely lightly raised his hand and flicked Khan's arm.
But with that single gesture, Khan's thick right arm was twisted at a grotesque angle.
'Mana...'
The inner energy that could create fire, summon storms, and even pierce steel with a twig. A transcendent power that ordinary people could not even approach, even if they lived for an eternity.
"Khan!"
Rose, regaining her senses, screamed and tried to approach Khan.
But Bain's grip, which had attacked Khan, crushed her shoulder.
"I believe I said we're leaving immediately."
"B-but... Khan..."
"Do you want me to break his neck instead of his arm?"
An utterly cold gaze.
Rose gasped and flinched.
'What the hell is this...'
Her mind was in chaos.
A Guardian.
Noble Protectors who protected the powerless commoners from Magical Beasts with Mana granted by the Lord.
But the middle-aged man before her eyes didn't fit any of the settings she knew.
"Kyaaaak!"
"Khan-ssi!"
At the commotion in the reception room, Lily and the other ladies rushed out.
Seeing Khan writhing in pain with a broken arm, and Rose, pale with fright, held by the Guardian, the ladies screamed.
"Oh dear, Guardian-nari certainly has a short temper."
One of the men sitting on the sofa chuckled and stood up.
He licked his lips, looking at the scantily clad ladies gathered in the hallway.
"Hey, nari. It's going to take a few days to get to the Lord's castle anyway, isn't it? Just one hour before we leave! Can't we go and get off with those bitches lying around there? Huh? If you want, you can even have some fun with that bitch Rose here. Her body is really killer. Hehe."
The other men also scanned the ladies outside the door with expectant eyes.
Lily and the ladies, terrified, backed away.
But when Bain turned his head and glared at the man with an expressionless face, it felt as if the temperature in the room plummeted sharply.
"How many times do I have to say we're leaving immediately?"
"Ah, um... Y-yes! Then... understood, sir."
Overwhelmed by his murderous gaze, the men hastily ran outside.
Rose couldn't even dare to resist the Guardian, who was roughly pulling her arm.
Because she knew that if she displeased him, he would truly break Khan's neck.
Dragged by Bain's arm, as she crossed the threshold of the reception room, Rose looked back at Khan, who was groaning in pain, and her colleagues, who were looking at her with tearful eyes.
"Don't cry, girls. I don't know what's happening, but I'll be back soon. Khan... get well soon."
Rose's final farewell, given with a forced smile.
Even saying 'I'll be back soon' is a death flag...
Forcibly ignoring the ominous thought, Rose averted her gaze from her colleagues.