I look at the next page and there are pictures of naked women, all kinds, from pretty to ugly, well, the prices also vary, in the last section, I see only passport size pictures of women with beautiful faces, and each one of them says virgins. Virgins cost 50 black tokens and buying them as slaves cost 500 black tokens. That gave me a clearer idea of the world I was in. As I turned the page, I saw the passport size photo of the young gray-haired girl who was traveling on the train with her twin brothers, they had already put a red mark on the photo, surely because they didn't get there in time they thought she was dead.
The beautiful and experienced prostitutes cost 10 black tokens and the others a lower price which varied a lot.
There is no doubt that throughout the history of mankind this has been and is an immortal business that not even an apocalypse is able to extinguish.
"It's a pity not to have fear points to check if the prostitutes are healthy, it wouldn't have hurt to have some safe fun."
I hand the attendant the folder and give him two black tokens as a tip and say in a relaxed tone:
-Next time, buddy. I have important business today.
The black-clad man complacently leaves with the two black tokens. I close the door and hurry to change my clothes.
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After changing my clothes, I put on a black shirt and black pants, put on the boots I bought and threw the clothes stained with blood and fluids of the monsters I killed into a trash can, most likely it will be more expensive to wash them.
I leave the hotel and walk along the sidewalks until I reach a 1 meter high fence, apparently only a fool would cross without permission into the central area of the city Rodem.
I walk towards a booth where there are two inspectors wearing clean and elegant blue uniforms, one of them, had short black hair, and the appearance of someone in his 50's, he approached me and told me with a firm tone:
-If you are going to enter the central area it is 25 black tokens.
I paid the entrance fee and the inspector gave me a white card, on which was written the time at which I had to leave the central area.
I enter the central area and the change is surprising, it reminded me of the Scarlet Institute, the atmosphere was lively, the people wore casual clothes but new or in good condition, the buildings were painted with bright, faint or cheerful tones. There was a big difference.
I walk around the city and see the surroundings calmly for about two hours, I could notice that the prices of everything sold in the central area is 5 times more expensive than the rest of Rodem City.
I keep walking until the sun's rays stop crossing the sea of clouds, and the clouds acquire a grayish that goes from opaque to dark as it gets dark after 1 pm, I approach a man wearing casual clothes and ask him for the address that indicated the letter that Daysy sent me.
-If you pay me 3 black tokens I will guide you. -The man said.
"Wow everything costs money in this world", as I don't want to waste my time, I give him the three tokens. I follow him while holding the hilt of the damaged sword, we walk along the sidewalks for several minutes, until we reached a slightly secluded area where there were less colorful shops, he pointed with his hand to a shop in the background and told me in a relaxed tone:
-That is the place you are looking for.
After guiding me, the man did not take long to leave, while he threw the three chips in the air and caught them again.
The shop he pointed out to me had a black roof and white walls with a sign with the image of two pistols that had the following written on it: (Phantom Fire Armory).
Behind the armory was a somewhat old mansion, with worn paint.
I push the wooden door and when I open it, bells ring and are shaken by a chain connected to the door.
Inside the armory there are shelves and counters with firearms of all kinds, also crossbow, and hook guns.
Everything is neat and clean. The floor of the shop is covered with gray tiles and the ceiling is made of wood. The walls are white with antique guns on display.
-Hello, are you the one who sent me the letter? -asked a relaxed female voice.
I turn around and see a beautiful woman, she wears black overalls over a tight white blouse that covers her juicy breasts, her face is beautiful, her purple eyes have the glow of people who still dream, her purple hair is tied in a tail, she wears thick black gloves on her hands.
-Why don't you speak? Do you like what you see? -She asked me as she approached the counter, and pulled out a box.
She opens a box in front of me, inside are two revolvers, one black and the other a dark red color. Very beautiful the two revolvers.
-Yes, I am the one who sent you the letter. -I answered. Then she took out two big boxes.
She took the black revolver and it looked like a normal revolver, a little heavy. Then I take the red revolver and I feel that the revolver wants to absorb my fear, but it suddenly stops, I can't help but smile, it looks like a very interesting gun to me.
Daysy leans her arms on the counter, allowing me to appreciate more the curves of her sensual body, and asks me with an enthusiastic expression:
-Do you like it?
I look at her and answer as I place the revolver on the counter:
-Yes, it looks like an interesting revolver How does it work?
-It's called a scarlet rose. -She pushes an ammunition box with a red label toward me. -Put a bullet in it.
I listen to her, open the box, look at the red bullets, and place a bullet in one of the chambers of the revolver, then put the revolver drum in place; after which the revolver absorbs much of my fear and stores it in the bullet I just placed.
"Wow that's an interesting revolver."