"Pukeko Castle Spa Hotel..."
The girl repeated the name of the hotel silently. With her extensive knowledge of geography, she had never heard of a place called "Pukeko Castle" before. Either it was beyond her realm of knowledge or it was an ancient place name that had disappeared in the course of history. However, the fact that the hotel owner not only helped her in a dangerous situation but also offered her a free night's stay indicated that he had no bias against witches. As for the cost he mentioned, the girl had basically understood. For her, she needed to bring more witches to this place, but before that, she had to make sure that this mysterious person had no ill intentions towards witches. In other words, she needed to understand what his purpose was. She couldn't be enticed by honey laced with poison. If the mysterious person was using the gathering of witches for unjust actions or had ulterior motives, she would rather die in the jaws of a serpent and not harm other witches. "Come here, I need some information from you." The cloak figure hovering in the lobby beckoned to her. The girl took a deep breath and stepped into the dense darkness, as if it had substance. "Name, gender, age, address, oh right, did you bring your ID?" Since it involved staying at the hotel, even if the portrayal between the two was convincing, it would be exposed when registering guest information. Without a registration system connected to the police, no hotel could obtain a business license. This was also a threshold set by the police in order to obtain first-hand information of guests for the convenience of apprehending fugitives. Although Wu Xian was prepared for a free stay, this process couldn't be skipped. No one knew when the police would conduct a surprise inspection. Once they discovered guests that didn't match the registration, the hotel would face massive fines. He was almost broke, so of course he had to stick to principles and avoid risks. At this time, the blonde girl had already arrived in the lobby. Seeing her timid look, as if she was trying to maintain her appearance, Wu Xian wouldn't be the villain who ruined the scenery. But no matter what, the registration still had to be done, otherwise, how could he handle an inspection? Wu Xian extended his hand for a long time, but didn't receive the desired response. What the heck, could this girl have not brought her ID? Could it be that she ran away from home? It must be, the two of them were at least two or three meters apart, but the foul smell emanating from her was enough to suffocate him. She clearly hadn't taken a bath for at least a week. And the reason why she chose this place was precisely because she saw that this hot spring hotel was far from the bustling area and wouldn't attract attention. Ah, young people, you really don't take our country's institutions seriously. As long as it's a business establishment, it must obtain various permits issued by the government, and a networked system is an essential part of it. So, if she really didn't bring her ID... he could only reluctantly let her stay for one night and then send her to the train station early tomorrow morning. He wouldn't accompany her any further, she could go back where she came from! "Grace Howel, female, 17 years old, currently without a home... ID and such, sorry, I'm not sure what you mean." Crossing the pitch-black corridor, passing countless snake spirits coiled on the walls, when Grace arrived at the front desk in the lobby, the cloaked figure hovering in the air had completely disappeared, replaced by an ordinary-looking young man with black hair. It was said that in a neighboring island across the sea on the eastern side of the continent of Andria, there had appeared a race similar to this young man. In the perception of the residents of the mainland, these ethnic groups with black hair were the natural servants of demons. Once discovered, they would be immediately executed, without even needing a trial. So, the witches who had always been hunted down by the church were kindred spirits with them, but she had heard that the black-haired race had already been wiped out under the church's vigorous suppression, so she didn't expect to see a survivor today in this strange hotel. No wonder they weren't repulsed by witches here. Since they could accommodate even the rumored servants of demons, it was even more possible to accommodate witches who had transformed naturally. So... was this black-haired young man the same mysterious person who had just spoken to her?Grace was unsure, so in the face of his question, she remained respectful and deferential.
Yes, for the past six months, she had not had a good night's sleep and had not enjoyed the wonderful life she once took for granted, now seeming like a distant memory. Even taking a hot shower had become a luxury for her. Only when it rained or she came across a clear spring on her journey did she have the chance to wash herself and wait for her clothes to dry, shivering.
If it weren't for her good physical condition, she probably wouldn't have survived this period of wandering before the pursuers from the Holy See caught up with her. This nomadic life alone could have killed her.
So, even if she could have a peaceful sleep and take a refreshing shower, it would be worth it even if something unexpected happened tomorrow.
"Grace... Yes, a nice name," Wu Xian sighed softly.
Obviously, as he expected, the girl, in a subtle way, told him that she couldn't produce her identity card.
Well, whatever. He was already prepared to freeload off her.
At most, it would just be for one night. And these past few days, he hadn't even seen a trace of the police. After all, this hot spring hotel had been proudly boasting a zero occupancy rate since it opened in the spa town. For a hotel like this, which was equivalent to slow suicide in the wilderness, wouldn't it be better to wait for it to close down instead of wasting gas money to inspect it?
Wu Xian found the key and said to Grace, "Come, let me take you to your room."
Grace nodded and followed closely behind him.
It's strange to say, but the darkness that had always lingered in the hallway, as thick as ink, and the serpent spirits that constantly roamed by her side, disappeared suddenly with his footsteps.
As if the corridor was always supposed to be bright and open.
This relieved her.
But after a few steps, Grace couldn't help but turn her head back.
The silhouette wearing a cloak on the empty lobby counter had reappeared in her field of vision, unsure when.
Perhaps sensing someone watching, a low, incomprehensible chanting immediately rushed into her brain, causing her to tremble and at one point, her soul almost wanted to escape, completely out of her control.
"What's wrong?" Wu Xian walked a few steps and realized that the girl hadn't followed, so he turned around and asked her curiously.
It was this question that saved her.
Grace trembled all over, and her drifting soul instantly returned to its place.
She finally came back to her senses.
Breathing heavily, Grace quickly turned her head back, not daring to look at the counter again.
Do not look directly, do not speak its name, do not listen!
Under that cloak must be an unknown and extremely powerful life form, or it could be called a "god".
From this, she could deduce that the true master of the hotel was not the young man with black hair leading her.
At best, he existed as the representative of the mysterious person.
But it was precisely because of this young man with black hair that she had the privilege of communicating with the mysterious person.
Perhaps she could learn something from him...
