Chapter 1245 Idea to start another business empire
After leaving the Kraken Clan hut, Michael and Gaya set their sights back on Aurumvale, leaving behind the beast tamers who stayed for a meeting with Derelius. Curious about the content of their discussion, Gaya voiced her wonderment to Michael as they walked toward the golden city.
"I wonder what they are talking about," she pondered aloud, her gaze fixed ahead.
"Nothing interesting, just discussing what happened in the dungeon," Michael replied, his attention split between their path and the information he was gleaning through the Spyder he had strategically left in the hut.
Their journey back to Aurumvale took them through familiar landscapes, and after an hour of walking, the golden spires of the city came into view. The city was alive with its usual bustle, the arrogant elves going about their business with only brief pauses to take note of Michael and Gaya's return before resuming their activities.
Finding themselves in the heart of Aurumvale, Michael and Gaya contemplated their next steps amidst the city's relentless energy.
"Let's find a room to plan our next move," Gaya proposed, looking around the city's center for a suitable place.
Michael, in agreement, followed Gaya's lead. Their recent exploits in the dungeon had left them with a wealth of gold, more than enough to afford the most luxurious accommodations Aurumvale had to offer. They made their way to a distinctive building, its architecture reminiscent of a corn cob, with a sign reading 'Corn Bread' swinging gently above the ornate golden doorway. The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))
Upon entering the 'Corn Bread' tavern, Michael and Gaya were immediately enveloped by its luxurious interior. The place shimmered with golden hues, the light reflecting off polished surfaces and intricate decorations that spoke of Aurumvale's opulence. The air was scented with exotic spices and the murmur of conversations filled the space, creating an atmosphere of discreet elegance.
Approaching the counter, they were greeted by an elven lady, her demeanor the epitome of grace. "Good evening. How may I assist you?" she inquired, her voice smooth as silk, betraying a professionalism honed by rigorous training.
"We're looking for a room," Gaya stated, her eyes scanning the lavish lobby.
"At the moment, all our standard rooms are fully booked. However, we do have our Diamond Room available, which is ten thousand gold coins per night. Would that be acceptable to you?" The elf's polite smile never wavered as she responded.
"That will be fine." Without hesitation, Michael agreed.
Then, with a casual flick of his wrist, a silver ring materialized on the counter, spilling out the exact amount. The elven lady examined the coins with a practiced eye before nodding in approval.
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