Chapter 431 – 431

Springfield Valentine Village is a village with well-equipped gambling halls and brothels, so it should be said that it is a village where there is no major inconvenience in spending money and having fun…

Well, to begin with, gambling and prostitution are industries that have existed since the beginning of mankind, so they could not be eliminated or cease to exist.

‘Women are better than gambling. This time, I will fuck all the prostitutes in this Springfield Valentine village and make them pregnant.’

Even in this era, there was a method of contraception, so things like pig skin or sheep intestines were made into condoms and used to prevent sexually transmitted diseases or to provide contraception.

However, if you pay more, they will make it raw.

This was an implicit rule applied equally to all prostitutes, whether ancient, modern or future.

-“I never do it raw. Please always wear a condom. Yes? Double? Ah…, But it’s still a little… Oh, it’s tadable? All right… Just this time…”-

If you see a prostitute who says you can never live with her, just think about whether she is short of money.

No matter how much the kids said they couldn’t do it, they would ask for it to be served raw if it was 10 to 20 times bigger.

‘I don’t want to use pork skin condoms for sanitary reasons. That’s just recycling what other people used. And it’s made so thick that it doesn’t tear, so you can’t even taste the pussy. There are a lot of people like me in the first place, and there are many brothels that have it written on the price tag that if you pay twice as much, they will let you live.’

Although prostitution is frowned upon, it is not illegal like in Korea, so in Springfield and Valentine Village, each brothel operated proudly by posting price lists in front of the store.

Of course, there was an unspoken rule in the village that it would not be open during the day and would only open at night after the sun had set.

Because there are a lot of kids passing by on the streets during the day.

I passed the time by having a few drinks and a little gambling at the village bar until the sun went down.

Then, as the sun began to set, I turned on the lights and headed towards the street where the brothels were starting to open, hugging the village prostitutes one by one.

“Huh… ♡ Dutch, was your place this bad? Aang♡ It seems like it has suddenly become so big? Have you become perfect at sex? Where did you eat anything good?”

“Haa♡ Haha♡ Right, I like it♡ Dutch’s finger pointing is so amazing♡ It’s a golden finger… ♡ Ugh! Go away… !!”

He bought two or three women at the same time and enjoyed threesome or foursome sex.

‘Hehe, there are no particularly pretty bitches…, Still, I feel like I’m making an achievement by winning one piece at a time. … Well, the prostitutes were experts at extracting men’s semen, so the movements of their hips and tongues were a work of art. After all, they are women whose main occupation is sex.’

He had sex with all the prostitutes in the village for almost four days and captured them.

Since my dick and sex skills were amazing, there were now a lot of prostitutes who didn’t bother to pay me or accepted me at a huge discount.

‘I heard that three quarters of the village prostitutes are not pregnant…, She must have been doing well with birth control. But this time I got them all pregnant. Kkkk. I’ve been using birth control well up until now, but it’s nothing compared to the impregnable power of my cock.’

Prostitutes will try to have an abortion by eating various things or hitting their stomachs to wean off the baby…, I will not flinch from most abortion attempts and my babies will be born safely.

This was because one of the absolute functions of the penis was to protect the fetus.

“Now, other than prostitutes, other women in this village…, Or I want to fuck women from other villages…”

Before I knew it, I completely forgot about the additional trials and focused on fucking the woman.

‘First, that Mary White from last time? Shall we start by screwing that pretty girl from the White family? Or pretty married women are fine too. All the pretty women in this town are married…, If you look pretty in my eyes, does that mean you look pretty in other people’s eyes too?’

I was contemplating whether to seduce pretty married women and have sex with them, or to seduce and have sex with Mary White, who was expected to be a pure virgin.

I decided to fuck Mary White, who was also her virgin, first, and as I was going to her house to meet her, I met a fat woman right in front of her.

“Oh my, Dutch. Well met. “I heard you found my money this time?”

“Ah, Aunt Ellen. “It’s been a while.”

“Hohoho, I told you to call me sister or aunt, not ajumma. Or do you call me Lady Ellen or Lady Ellen, like the sheriff?”

Miss Ellen. Lady Ellen is a chubby, overweight older woman.

I’ve seen portraits of her when she was young, somewhere between her grandmother and her aunt, and from then on, she could be seen as a woman with more than one layer of fat on her chin.

She had a very nice personality and her hands were big, so she could cook a lot of food at once. Even when I was young, she was a woman who gave me a good image of giving me a lot of cookies and sweets.

Because she used to be a girl from a noble family, the village sheriff seems to keep calling her Lady Ellen.

She is like the heroine of a pure love romance novel who found her love, married an ordinary commoner, and lives happily ever after.

However, since she is not sexually attractive at all, it can be said that she is a person beyond my interest.

‘Most pretty women in the village are married, but just because they are married doesn’t mean they are pretty. A representative example is Ellen.’

“That… Hmm… Yes, Aunt Ellen.”

“Anyway, thank you for chasing away those bandits and finding my money. I was so angry because it was my first time having my money taken away like that. … Really, I’ve been telling you since you were little that even though you were called a bitch by the villagers, our Dutchman was always a kind and gentle kid at heart, and I’m really glad that I was right. The villagers also started to look at you differently.”

“… Is that so?”

“Well, of course. The villagers also said that since you took the initiative to solve this problem, they saw people again. You, too, are praised for being a member of the village. To be honest, there aren’t many men in the village who are willing to take on such a dangerous and difficult job. Oh, I’m about to go buy ingredients to bake cookies. Do you want to eat cookies like you did when you were little? “You liked the cookies I made.”

“No. It’s okay now. I’ll just accept your heart. “I have a place to go.”

“Where to go? Where?”

“I’m thinking of going to Miss Mary White’s house.”

“Oh, really? Hoho, I have interrupted the schedules of busy young men and women. Hohoho, you two will make a great pair. Please tell me before the wedding? This time, I learned how to make a big wedding cake by paying tuition to a baker in a neighboring village. So I’ll make your wedding for free. Ho ho ho.”

“… No, that…, Yes…, If it goes well. Then let’s go.”

“Oh, but isn’t today Wednesday? Mary won’t be home at this time. I’m always at church on Wednesday afternoons. Come to think of it, I heard you didn’t even come to church this Sunday? They say people live in brothels…, No matter how much you plan to get married soon and have a bachelor’s party and have fun one last time, the woman who will be your bride will not like you if you don’t even come to church for worship on Sunday? Just do it in moderation.”

“…”

Since it is not a town where many different people live like a city, it seems like it is easy for rumors to spread around the town.

In addition, isn’t there an excellent opportunity for village communication by unconditionally attending church services every Sunday? It seems like all the rumors are spreading there.

‘Okay. America is a Protestant country.’

With a half-hearted look on my face, I told Aunt Ellen that I understood and changed her destination from Mary White’s house to the church.

The church on the outskirts of the center of the village, built with wooden planks but neatly decorated in its own way, was a place where the villagers found rest.

Next to and around the church, there is also a village cemetery and park operated by the church, making it a quiet and comfortable place to remember and draw pictures of the dead.

‘This is unique in the West. Viewing cemeteries as preferred facilities rather than hate facilities. Is it because it was decorated a little like a park in the first place?’

I passed the park and cemetery surrounding the church and was about to enter the church when I saw the silhouette of a woman standing on one side of her cemetery and approached her.

‘Mary White. Are you looking at a family grave instead of inside a church?’

I approached her quietly, and she seemed to have not heard me approaching, but she was talking loudly towards her family’s grave.

“Dad, Mom. I’m sorry I couldn’t come with you today. My younger brother seems to still be interested in things outside the village. Is it because he’s a boy? I’m worried that Tom seems to be hanging out with some delinquent kids from other towns these days. I guess Tom thinks those bad guys are cool. They say they are kids who steal or rob, but what’s cool about that? .”