Asmodeus followed the instructions and advice given by the old guard. He thought that, like in novels or manga, when the main character entered a new town, soone would clash with them because of the pretty Nerim and his looks.
However, they reached the planned inn easily.
Above a relatively clean and elegant storefront, there was a black signboard with "The Sultan’s Favour" painted in golden letters.
’Well, it’s quite high-class.’
No signs of dust or sand, once he stepped onto the small porch which led to an arched double door, a slight suction pulled on his feet while a strange device blew down on them from above, clearing all dust, debris and dirt from their clothes.
"Wow~ it’s so warm! Hehehe." Vivi danced around while Nerim tried to push their skirts down to avoid any kind of hassle.
"What a cosy, and high-tech inn."
Logan’s dwarven eyes shone when looking at the various devices used to clean dust, dirt and warm or cool the custors’ bodies.
The biggest surprise was that outside the temperature was enough to lt chocolate, while inside the inn it was cool and refreshing.
’Oh?’
Upon entering, he noticed that most of the visitors looked rich or from out of town. Asmodeus wondered if the locals could afford such a luxury when they struggled to find food and water many tis throughout the year.
However, decided he’d inquire later.
To the right was a small bar, where the two won near the counter could easily walk and serve them, in the centre was a path to the stairs, and a large restaurant on the left, where many people ate with relish, their hushed conversations almost all related to monsters and hunting them.
Two won stood behind the counter, their looks were probably in the high eighties, if a hundred was the peak and level of Asmodeus’s wives. One older, maybe in her thirties or forties, with tanned, desert skin and pretty brown eyes that glanced at their group, before she showed a flash of her pearl white teeth.
"Lu, please greet our guests."
The younger woman, who was tending to a table, wearing an apron and a silk dress, glanced over to Asmodeus and his party and gave a polite nod and a pretty smile.
"Give a mont, dear custors." Lu, the buxom woman with a score that could probably reach his wives, even without her makeup, carried a certain grace.
"No problem, please finish off their table first." Asmodeus didn’t want trouble here, and the group sitting at her desk seed to be adventurers from their expensive gear. So he gave them a polite nod and gathered his party away from the entrance.
The mother watched everything and smiled upon seeing how Asmodeus handled the service. Imdiately, she stepped out from the bar with a tray of drinks. Each one carried a sizzling light golden colour and froth on the top.
"Thank you for your patience. Please enjoy the house’s beer on us." She handed the cold beers to everyone, then squatted before Vivi, who hid behind Nerim’s thighs, and handed her a small glass cup with a blue liquid and ice cream swirling on top. "Here, this is a special blueberry milkshake."
"Ah!?"
Vivi’s face lit up after looking at both Asmodeus and Nerim, who nodded. She took a sip, the cream and ice cream giving her a little beard as she suddenly jumped. "Dad, Dad! It’s so good!"
"Fufu, what a good girl."
She didn’t judge Vivi for being a non-human, nor Asmodeus. Instead, she leaned closer to him and threw a suggestive wink. The outfit he wore right now matched the desert warriors, with his sculpted abs and broad, muscular chest exposed. It was a dangerous sight for the bored and playful single wives like the proprietress.
Nerim’s lips curled into a pout, but could a young woman compete with a mother of two? The curvy woman swayed to a comfortable distance and gave a light bow.
"Welco to the Sultan’s Favour. He who seeks the highest quality, look no further. I am the proprietress and owner, Mu La." She then slipped a sheet of what appeared to be laminated paper from her deep, overwhelming cleavage and handed it to Asmodeus, Logan and finally Nerim, with a cheeky wink. "The girls are my daughters, Lu and the cute little Ma!"
’Eh, those nas are just an anagram of their mothers?’
Asmodeus paused, then leaned closer to her and asked because he was curious about the culture and nature of the humans here.
"Your nas are quite similar. Is there a reason?"
The mature beauty curled around and leaned back before whispering in his ear, "Don’t worry, this isn’t sothing shaful or wrong to ask. It’s how the Desert folk of my tribe na their kin. A daughter takes part of their mother’s na, while the son takes his father’s as a legacy and respect to them."
"Really? Then what about family nas?"
Asmodeus, with his own empire, never thought about small things like these, but thanks to Alice, Yuina and Serena, who did. He didn’t need to, but learning more broadened his horizons, and he enjoyed learning.
"Normally, we take our nas from the village, or the entire village adopts a na related to a feat of our ancestors." She tapped her cheek, the soft caral flesh bouncy and still filled with an alluring youthfulness. "Well, there was a village called Lopa. But chose to na themselves after their ancestor who slayed an earth dragon, nad El Dugan."
’Oh, I see!’
In a way, it resembled the way a person changed or gained a family na upon becoming a noble, except the entire village shared this honour together.
"Thanks."
He truly appreciated the information. In the past, Asmodeus just rushed through everything and didn’t take the ti to learn or enjoy the minor events, festivals and history of this world, almost as if he planned to leave or die early.
Now he wanted to learn so he could bring his children to the various places one day.
"Never you mind, handso. Now then, what can I do for you?" The mixture of polite, elegant and familiar brought a sense of comfort, and the awkward feelings or feelings of distance vanished soon after she spoke with the party; even Zahir seed invested.
"I want to book several rooms if possible. A suite, for and my... Ahem!"
An elbow sank into his side as Nerim’s brown cheeks turned bright red, and Vivi began to make trouble. The issue with street kids was that their wit and street knowledge surpassed that of ho-schooled children.
’This girl is still shy!?’
Well, Asmodeus refused to bend and continued. "I want a suite for two people, and a child if possible, then for the others, individual rooms might be a push, since the city is busy, so two large or dium rooms would be nice."
"Oh my~ your child is indeed cute." Mu La pretended to consider, using her finger to draw shapes in the air, as shimrs of mana appeared, which drew Asmodeus’s attention. The sexy milf noticed his gaze with a charming smile, moving her fingers closer to her chest, with a slight blush on her cheeks.
A few monts passed, and three keys appeared in the air, all with the sa colour as her mana a mont before.
Asmodeus’s eyes widened upon seeing them, the golden mist hidden in his eyes fluttered and analysed their makeup.
’Amazing, did she create these with mana? What amazing security. Since these keys will only last a day or so, looking at the mana draining.’
To create keys for the rooms using magic ant that even if soone stole a key, it’d only last a day or so at most. Then it went without saying she could probably change the lock using magic, or both were a set!
"Thank you for the beautiful display of magic; it was rather... enticing."
Mu La winked at him, handing him the most vivid and powerful key, "The cost per night is three silver coins for the suite and one silver coin for the dium rooms." She didn’t seem to doubt that Asmodeus had money and handed the keys over.
"I see, then here."
He wanted to repay her favour and pushed his hand into the air. The mont he did, half his arm vanished, causing the woman’s moist lips to push together and her eyes to widen. Then he took out a small gold coin and passed it to her. "I imagine the als are quite expensive, with such wonderful service. Will Fifty silver cover the ten nights?"
Five silver coins for a night, and he imagined that food would cost between two and five per night and chose to just give a flat fifty for ten nights.
The mont Mu La saw the gold coin and the magic of Asmodeus, she gave a gentle bow, "Ten nights, ten days with als, since you’ve paid so handsoly, let this Mu La prepare breakfast, dinner and supper in return for your paynt."
Asmodeus was a little apprehensive till she told him the costs of als were typically one silver for a group, so she still ended up twenty silver better off, as their daily cost would be eight silver.
"No problem, then we’ll be down later."
"Mhm, if you need anything. Please find on the fourth floor. Dinner is served at six, supper anyti between eight and sundown, breakfast is from when the sun rises, to midday at the latest."
Nerim snorted at the woman’s hands gently sliding across Asmodeus’s arm like silk; she even noticed the emphasis on her words, trying to seduce him.
The rmaid’s scales beca deep blue as she felt a violent urge to pull Asmodeus into her arms, but the virgin little girl couldn’t bear to embarrass herself in public.
But at night, she swore to give him a piece of her mind.
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