"You never learn... Am I wrong, Lawrence?"

  Dark Root momentarily glances at the bottle of Dragon’s Breath wine in front of him and then disdainfully looks at the damn employee across the table who has caused him so much trouble. It's true, they met because that guy helped him with one of his problems, but does that mean he has to be wiping his ass all the time?

  "Why do you think this year saw two extravagant bitches come to light? Aside from those women, didn't you notice that the catalog is more outstanding than in previous years?"

  The amount of resources spent to obtain such women is not modest, and although it is far from the entire wealth that sustains the Unquenchable Fire Brothel, it is a sum that the partners were hardly willing to allow.

  "If by choosing Prescribed Dream you run into problems again, who do you think will pay the price? Let's say I have a certain degree of authority and can put in a word or two for you, will they still trust me?"

  He sighs and takes the wine bottle, drinking from it without even accepting the other party's deal.

  "You're on your own in this, Lawrence, I can't do more for you."

  "Could this help you reconsider?"

  A second bottle of Dragon’s Breath wine appears on the table, paid for with the bonuses he received for slander and being treated unjustly the time Coldness Divine disappeared without a trace. At least, that was his excuse.

  Dark Root looks skeptically at the situation before him. That is, seriously? Did this guy even listen to what he just said?

  "Lawrence..."

  The bottle disappears.

  "Do you know why I've accepted your bribes even though such money is nothing in my eyes?"

  Lawrence frowns as he sees his bribe mystically disappear without this guy even accepting his deal, but still obediently plays along and asks why he has accepted his bribes.

  "It's because compared to your salary, you're offering me a large sum of money. If my friends did the same as you, I would easily have mansions everywhere and whores of all races shaking their asses for me. It’s not like that. You are the only sincere one."

  He sighs and taps the table with his finger. Seconds later, Dark Root fills a glass with wine and slides it across the table to Lawrence.

  "That bitch is bait for a bigger prey, and you, you'll be involved whether you like it or not. When the worst-case scenario happens, I won't be on your side."

  Dark Root rises from his seat and with him, leaves a letter on the table.

  "Do whatever you want, it's no longer my problem."

  Alone in the place, Lawrence looks at the letter and slowly reaches for it. He drinks the wine in one gulp and leaves the restaurant.

  "Losing a friend is easier than I thought."

  If Coldness Divine's assumptions are correct, he has lost a great support. This third opportunity will be the most difficult of all.

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  "Your application has been accepted."

  In administration, the employee returns with such words.

  "From now on you are the dao protector of Prescribed Dream..."

  This is not Lawrence's first time applying to be the dao protector of a prostitute, nor is it his first time exercising the privilege granted by the recommendation of Dark Root. In this last case, the steps to follow are simpler, just sign some documents, and the process ends successfully.

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  After acquiring information about Prescribed Dream, such as her place of residence, Lawrence decides to head there the next day.

  "Hah... A phoenix girl, I just hope she's not like that dragon bitch..."

  Why do all women of noble descent have to be so arrogant? They make Serene Will look like a kind woman, who does no harm to humans or animals.

  It's true that at first she was just like the others, but she had greater awareness, she didn't try to take Lawrence's life, unlike Coldness Divine, whose possibility always remained latent.

  "Her residence..."

  Lawrence stops in front of the entrance and is surprised. "How important is this woman to the big shots?"

  The residence of Prescribed Dream, and its grounds, make up the largest stratum that Lawrence has witnessed so far. Not only is her house practically a small mansion, but her gardens even have sculptures.

  It is known that these bitches, when they lose control, destroy everything around them, that this woman possesses valuable goods in her environment only implies that she is very loved by her clients.

  Of ten steps, Coldness Divine and Serene Will are on the second highest, while Prescribed Dream is on the first. Something about this phoenix girl attracts the big shots like moths to a light.

  "Miss Prescribed Dream, may I enter?"

  His words spread powerfully through the mansion, but still retain the subtlety of someone belonging to a lower stratum. Lawrence does not want to cause discord, but also does not want to be despised like dust.

  The silence lasted for a few seconds, until a captivating voice is heard.

  "Come in."

  Lawrence does not dare waste time and enters the residence. He wasn't surprised by how beautiful it looked inside, he predicted that this might happen, but he lost his breath at the sight of the beauty of that woman.

  With sky-blue eyes and long hair of the same color. The gaze of Prescribed Dream, more than arrogant, is presumptuous, flirtatious. It does not reflect enmity, quite the contrary. She is beautiful, without a doubt. With harmonious proportions, her breasts are large, but not to the level of Serene Will, and a similar result would give the comparison of her hips in relation to Coldness Divine.

  Of phoenix, she has nothing. At first glance, she is a human woman.

  Lawrence widens his eyes and then bites his tongue until he feels the blood run through his mouth, trying to forcefully bring his senses back.

  'This bitch has a charm ability!'

  Since when has he been captivated by the beauty of a woman? It's true that she is attractive, but not to the point of clouding his senses and wanting to sleep with that woman at the slightest opportunity. Lawrence has always been like this, so he immediately understood why his cheeks blushed at the gaze of that woman.

  "I don't do it consciously, since I can remember I attract the opposite sex, although I don't consider it a bad thing if you ask me."

  Her smile has a double meaning, it's impossible to tell if she is a carnivorous woman or wants to provoke Lawrence to take the next step and have enough excuse to kill him. That he has a higher level than her, does not intimidate her at all.

  She knows that the rules of this sub-space are in her favor.

  Lawrence was about to reveal his true personality and click his tongue at the captivating eyes of this phoenix girl. He manages to regain his composure, and with that, his servile gaze returns.

  "I am Lawrence, your dao protector."

  "dao protector... So it's that time eh."

  He is surprised to find that Prescribed Dream seemed to know what he was talking about. Serene Will aside, Coldness Divine could only have known this term thanks to her regressions. That this woman expected this to happen only implies that he was right.

  "Lawrence, tell me about the outside."

  This woman uses her charm ability to acquire information from her clients or... she partially knows the future. Lawrence wants to believe that the first option is the most feasible, but the big shots would prefer to talk about anything but servants.

  Even if they once discovered the work that the dao protectors do, by this time they must have forgotten. In their eyes, Lawrence and the others do not exist.

  Lawrence satisfies this woman's curiosity, but the more he talks, the more he wants to curse. The smile of this woman seems to hide a mystery, it seems to want to seduce him, but at the same time want to see through him.

  He doesn't understand her intentions, he doesn't know to which Plane she belongs. He isn't even sure how this woman ended up here.

  "Sacred Rock Sect... Lawrence, do you know about my ability?"

  He squints and nods. She, for her part, smiles even more at seeing his attitude.

  "Listen to my advice, not everything that exists causes harm, rather everything is an opportunity. That you have retreated will cause more good than harm."

  "Miss, what do your words mean?"

  Prescribed Dream stands up from her seat and walks towards him, then extends her hand and caresses his head, messing up his hair.

  "I don't know, just be careful."

  Lawrence widens his eyes as he watches this woman leave.

  "A prediction?"

  He didn't want to meddle in the life of Prescribed Dream, especially not on the first day, so he takes her departure as a farewell. He stands up from his seat and heads towards the exit.

  After moving away from her residence, Lawrence stops and looks back.

  "How?"

  Then he remembers something.

  "How could she predict my future when our levels are so different? Am I missing something?"

  He continues his way this time without stopping. The ability of Prescribed Dream remains a mystery, perhaps those words came to her mind without a clear meaning and hence her previous response. It may not even be related to his destiny but to that of someone of lower level with whom he will cross paths in the future.

  He still has time, enough to have this woman on his side.

  By then, there will be no more questions.