novelhk Chapter 162 Travelogue
Chapter 162 Travelogue
As night was drawing near, the group finally arrived at the next kingdom.
With steps that seemed to ignore their own family, and dragging their bodies that were already too tired to bear, the three of them finally arrived at the kingdom's cheap inn. Elena, who was in the lead, weakly pushed open the front door of the inn, and as the door opened, the wind chimes on the door rustled.
The hotel is usually open 24 hours a day. At the front desk, a young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses was constantly wiping his pocket watch. When he saw a guest enter, he reflexively said, "Welcome to Futailong Hotel."
He appears to be the receptionist at this hotel.
But a moment later, the young man stared blankly at the group of one man and two women.
The movement of wiping the pocket watch in his hand slowed down by even a fraction of an inch.
As a seasoned veteran with years of business experience, the young man knew what to ask and what not to ask. In this situation, he immediately offered his best solution.
"Would you like a large room? The soundproofing is excellent," the young man said with a smile. "If you prefer a room without neighbors around, I can arrange that too."
Irene didn't immediately understand what it meant.
I was exhausted during the day, first fighting, then traveling. I feel like my soul is about to leave my body.
Hearing just that the soundproofing was good made me think this hotel was quite reputable. It would be even better if the price were lower. Of course, the latter is the main point.
"How much?" Elena asked.
“If you require additional special services, the price will be a bit higher. Don’t worry, we guarantee to meet any of your needs, whether it’s alcohol or other intimate items,” the young man said fluently. “We are professionals in this area.”
amount……
Is your service legitimate?
“I don’t need that kind of service,” Elena said, shaking her head. This hotel feels so shady; I didn’t choose anything particularly special.
The young man looked regretful, but quickly added, "A single room costs 3 silver coins per night. How many nights do you need?"
"Is there a small room for one silver coin a night?"
"Xiao Fang... might be a bit of a problem..." The young man imagined Xiao Fang's small bed and couldn't quite imagine whether the bed would fall apart due to strenuous exercise.
Of course it will!
Who would have thought this guy who was having a threesome was so stingy and poor? He can't even afford to rent a big room. I really don't know how he managed to snag two such innocent girls. I can't see any personal charm in him.
Do pretty girls all like this expressionless, poor guy? That's unfair, so unfair.
"Difficult?" Elena felt a little lost. What's wrong? What's difficult about sleeping in the small room? I sleep in the small room every day and I don't get a stiff neck.
Or is it that the kingdom has a tradition of not sleeping in a small room?
I don't care—if someone tries to rip me off, even God would have to turn back.
"Two small rooms for one night, here are the silver coins." Irene didn't give the innkeeper a chance to speak further and handed over the silver coins.
Upon hearing the words "two small rooms," the young man looked at Qin, who had no expression, with a puzzled expression—"So you like the thrill of night raids, playing in one room and then moving on to another. I was being narrow-minded."
Qin looked at the hotel receptionist with a puzzled expression, then gave her a knowing look, but her confusion only deepened.
A strange country... strange people... strange things everywhere.
……
The two doors were very close together. After saying goodbye to Emnesia, Jyn and Elena opened their doors and went to their respective rooms.
After a long and arduous journey, Elena felt so weak and numb that her bones felt like they weren't even her own anymore. She tossed her magic hat aside and lay down on the bed.
She had originally planned to take a shower.
But right now, all she wants is to sleep forever.
First Eve, then Cain, that mysterious white light—it's exhausting for this beautiful girl.
Soon, she started snoring as she lay in bed, having fallen asleep even though the magic lamp was still on.
After Qin gently turned off the room light, the whole room fell into the silence of night, oh, and there was also the sound of soft snoring—Qin lay down gently on the hard floor, looking at the ceiling, thinking about the events of the day.
He probably wouldn't have thought about it at all before, because for him, just surviving today was a bonus, and he would just let things take their natural course.
But this time, for the first time, he felt a sense of unease, a completely new feeling that surpassed even the feeling of nervousness.
If I had to describe it in one word, it would be that he felt like he was being pushed forward by an invisible giant hand.
Who I meet, what I need to accomplish, and what I need to reach all seem to have been preordained.
If it were the old him, he wouldn't have felt nervous at all. After all, he had nothing to lose, and there was nothing to cherish about his life. But at this moment... he had to admit, he felt a little scared.
And the source of the fear...
Jean looked at the sleeping Elaina. She couldn't see her on the floor, but she could sense her presence. He had to admit that he, who was usually incapable of fear, panicked the moment he saw Cain reach out his claws to grab Elaina.
At that moment, he realized his own carelessness and incompetence.
Despite being quite familiar with demons, Cain still managed to disrupt their plans with a simple trick.
How this emotion came about was something Qin no longer wanted to explore—it was too difficult to understand, and if she couldn't understand it, she wouldn't think about it anymore; this was a profound lesson Elena had taught her. Many things simply couldn't be explained clearly.
He kept thinking about what to do if he encountered such a situation again.
The demons will notice him, for the aura of a druid cannot be ignored—the witches behind his homeland are also watching him, and they will stop at nothing to achieve their goals, while Jean is completely unaware of their intentions.
This feeling of being swept along and pushed around is very unpleasant.
He had never felt this way before, but now the feeling was getting stronger and stronger.
Life is so fragile. What will Qin do next time, the next time she encounters the same situation...? He couldn't understand. He wasn't afraid of death—before this, he had even longed for it—but now, he began to fear his own powerlessness.
He was afraid... that people around him would die because of him.
Just like Jules, who died suddenly in the street because of his act of giving away gold coins in good faith...
He couldn't imagine whether he would completely go insane when that time actually came...
This feeling is awful. It's worse than just living aimlessly without any goals.
What should I do……
When a person starts to care about what they have gained, it means they have begun to fear losing it—they have begun to rethink the beliefs they once held dear: only by having nothing and being utterly despondent can they avoid loss and disappointment.
Is obtaining it truly the right thing to do?