After defeating the first sentinel, the Rays go straight through the cave.
　Naturally, I have encountered a number of sentinels along the way, but I guess they never knew that this place was going to be attacked.
　They were easily knocked down one after another by the laymen.
　However, the Rays are already by far the better in terms of skill.
　Besides, if you're on your guard... it's fatal to the soldiers.
　Those who tell stories that won't offend the Elenas, if they're lucky, pass out. At worst, I could do with a broken bone or two.
　But those who talked about megoing, or about the best prostitutes in their arms, were, at best, even half killed.
　If they had been talking about mejogo and prostitutes without knowing anything, Elena would have done nothing more, though she felt a little uncomfortable.
　But those who were half killed by Elena and others were talking about it, fully aware of the origins of those who were prostitutes in Mejogo.
　The enslaved collar forced her to come here and become a prostitute, and she sold herself.
　I knew it, but…

(Now that you mention it, the Black Crystal has been destroyed... what is going on about that?)

　As he walks through the cave, Ray wonders such a question.
　It was intended to make women who had been forced away from various lands want to be prostitutes with slave collar.
　It was an effect that should have been called brainwashing, but it was definitely due to the presence of black crystals.
　But since Ray destroyed it, there is no longer a black crystal.
　So what's going on with the mejogo now?

(I hope it doesn't cause such a terrible disturbance.)

　With that in mind, Ray was going through the cave.





"Don't be silly! Why do you have to imitate me as a prostitute?"
"Oh, wow! Stop, stop!"

　the outer brothel of the mejogo
　In the brothel a prostitute was waving her fists to her heart's content, riding on the man in charge of the brothel.
　The fists are already red with blood from the man's face.
　Still, he was trying to calm down the prostitute, but... before long he was knocked unconscious.
　A woman who is close to waking up wears very light clothes, partly because it's summer.
　In some cases, it is not surprising to stimulate the desire rather than the costume of a prostitute.
　Many ordinary men would be happy to be able to ride a horse with such a woman.
　But... that was only if the other person was a prostitute, except if he became an angry former Rank D adventurer.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..."

　If you're always asleep, or it's about time you woke up.
　Still, the reason why it happened earlier than usual was because of the uproar in the mejogo.
　Fortunately, the brothel was outside the main street, so there was no damage from the uproar in the center.
　The noise still echoed throughout the city, which led to an earlier wake-up than usual.
　As long as you're a prostitute in a man's arms, you need to take care of the condition of your skin, which is, of course, an important part of the hug.
　That's why the prostitutes woke up with discontent.Suddenly, the choker that was around my neck came off.
　It would be more correct to say that it crumbled into powder shape.
　It was a suitable accessory for prostitutes to wear, but in reality it was a slave collar.
　And the broken collar of a slave, of course, will restore his liberty to those who have been fitted with it.
　And, worst of all, the women remembered... while wearing the collar of the slave.
　You've had your body avariciously ingrained by someone you don't like or care about, or, on the contrary, would normally only have a feeling of dislike.
　Of course, some of the guests were gentlemanly or womanly.
　But still... it's no wonder that a woman doesn't remember anything for forgiving her, regardless of her own will.
　Then, as soon as the memory is completely restored, the women's mouth naturally screams of despair.
　It's only natural. I had a lover, I had a lover, I had a husband, I had never been held by a man...
　They have regained their memories of working as prostitutes.
　No, it's not appropriate to say that you've got your memory back.
　When I was wearing a slave collar, I was a completely different person... or rather, I was half brainwashed.
　Anyway, since all the prostitutes screamed like that, it is no wonder that the man in charge of this brothel is in a hurry.
　As a member of the Jaya, if a prostitute is badly damaged, she will definitely be punished.
　So I tried to calm the women down... the first person I called was a former Rank D adventurer.
　The woman, who at first screamed in despair, was angry at the moment she touched the man.
　...unfortunately for a man, he likes this woman, and he has used his position of running a brothel to hold her over and over again.
　That's why she devoured herself to her heart's content last night, too.
　What happens if a Rank D adventurer who has that memory is touched by a man who has no intention of his own?
　The result was this present situation.
　But even if the man in charge of the brothel is covered in blood, today's women don't seem to care about it at all.
　It seemed as if he was thinking that screaming would somehow make him feel the most memorable abominable.

"Calm down!"

　To these women, the woman with her fists dyed red with blood screams sharply.
　Some people were still making a fuss when they heard the cry.
　Still, most of the women become as quiet as if they had come back to life with the voice of an adventurer.

"Calm down,"

　a woman who speaks the same language again
　But unlike before, it was soft enough to envelop those who heard it.
　It may have calmed down the so-called madness of the women.

"Just to make sure, I don't know if it's fair to say that you've been forced to bring in slaves' collars... but they've been fitted in and forced to prostitute regardless of your will. That's for sure, isn'

　the so‐called black powder on the floor
　When the woman asks while looking at it, each woman who comes back nods.
　Of course, there are different ways of nodding.
　Hate, anger, despair, sadness...and so on and so on, nodding.
　The first woman to open her mouth goes on with the most anger.

"There's no doubt that we're back together means something happened to Jaya,"

　It was the ultimate humiliation to remember working as a prostitute.
　But at the same time, I also remembered what we were in today's situation, that this was the entertainment district of Mejogo in the country of Levlarina, and that it was the organization behind the scenes that practically ruled it.
　It was very, very unacceptable that the method of obtaining that information was sleep story.

"Well, yes. I can't believe that the necklace of a slave suddenly breaks... a little bit of a normal."

　One of the women who managed to calm down tells me if she knew something about magic items -- or if she heard it from someone else in her sleep story.

"And, but... what are you going to do? I don't want to stay here, but..."

　The adventurer's woman thinks for a moment before she stops crying completely.

"I'm leaving here," If I stay here any longer, I shall only be hanged and prostituted by the new slave's collar."
"Hey, what if you get caught! Isn't that bad!? Don't get me involved!"

　The adventurer's woman says something like that from another woman says something like that.
　Several other women, unsure of their athletic abilities, agree with the voice.
　However, the adventurer's woman does not seem particular about their voices and opens her mouth.

"Well, you haven't told me to follow you, have you? If you want to stay here, just stay." but I don't want to stay here, so long as I might be forced to prostitute myself."

　I'll telly.
　The adventurous woman's words quietens the noisy women.
　Naturally, adventurous women believed they would take them to safety.But adventurous women simply say they don't care about it and leave it if they don't like it.
　Even when she had a false personality as a prostitute, she probably didn't expect to be told this because she had treated her personally.

"Well, I'll..."

　The adventurer tries to get ready to go out, but suddenly stops moving.
　I heard a scream coming from outside.
　I didn't know what the scream meant, but there was no doubt that something had happened.

"...Get away from the center of the city! This disturbance is happening in the center of the mejogo! If you get away from it, there's no problem! Also, if the slave collar is off, gather here! Now I'm getting ready to leave the mejogo!"

　I hear a voice like that.
　A trap? The female adventurer thought for a moment, but given their current circumstances, it is possible that many of the women in Majogo... maybe all of them were released from the collar of their slaves.
　If so, I wonder if this is a great opportunity.

"You heard my voice, didn't you? I'll go. You act after thinking about what you should do."

　When I tell them that, they leave the brothel as if they were not going to complain anymore.
　When the adventurer sees her go out, the other women act as well.
　Like some chasing adventurous women, others who are afraid to go out, or looking inside the brothel for something to use.
　Luckily for the women, there would have been no men in charge of guarding the brothels.
　The continued violence of Seto led those who might be able to make the most of it to him.
　If the guards had remained in this brothel, they would certainly have fought here.
　Then, armed guards and an adventurer, unarmed and unarmed woman. It was obvious who would win.
　Moreover, not many women are counted as military power.
　In that sense, it was definitely the best opportunity given the timing.

"Hey, you're going to leave me!? I'm strong. Take care of me!"

　Some women shouted such things at the adventurer who had gone out, but those who had been told didn't seem to care at all.
　Seeing such an adventurous woman, they must have thought they'd be left here if things really stayed the way they were.
　hurry out of a brothel
　What they saw were like themselves.
　Some of them are well-dressed, many of whom wear nightclothes or prostitutes -- though neither is much different.
　It gives us a good idea of what women are like.
　And where are you heading?
　Naturally, it's the way you hear your voice.
　It was only natural for some to think that someone was going to go because the collar of a slave suddenly disappeared and was in a state of semi-confusion.
　If there are more like that, then naturally others will follow suit.
　As a result, many of the prostitutes in Mejogo gather under the resistance. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Naturally, it will increase to an unexpected number for the resistance.
　Resistance was troubled by this, but as long as it was resistance, it still had to deal with women.
　...and luckily for the Resistance, there must have been a certain amount of ex-adventor women who could replenish their strength.