Chapter 62 - Flor De Lis (1/2)

After arriving in the center of the city of Vasconcelos, which managed the feat of being increasingly busy as the days went by, the Elf and the half-wolf looked for some time for the address marked on the paper and finally found it.

At the number indicated, number 239, there was a building as luxurious and attractive as the Guild's; for this reason, it stood out from the others. On Alameda Street, all the buildings were commercial buildings, and this one was no exception.

With imposing plaster beams at the entrance, the Hotel 'Flor de Lis' made a noble impression on those who looked at it from afar, and one message was clear to all: this place is very expensive.

As soon as they entered the glass door, which swung open when touched by Luke, the pair of E-Class Adventurers attracted attention. This was not because the half-wolf was not hiding his ears, but because all the employees rested their eyes on the beautiful Elf who had just entered the premises.

As Luke approached the reception desk, still a little uncomfortable with the luxurious place, he questioned the attendant:

”Do you have any Vye Agra staying here?”

”Sorry, we can't give out that kind of information to strangers.”

Nathalia huffed in stress and stepped in front of Luke, ”Hi, good morning! We're looking for someone, can you help us? We believe she is staying at this hotel.”

”Sure! What's the person's name?”

The half-wolf and the Elf exchanged looks of disappointment because it seemed that the attendant didn't even hear what he inquired.

”Vye Agra.” Luke spoke with an irritated tone.

The attendant arched her eyebrows in surprise, tilted her head a little to the right, and in disbelief, began to look up the strange name in the book that listed the guest information.

She flipped through several pages, but as soon as she got to the data dated at the beginning of winter, which had already passed, she realized that it would be useless to keep looking because there was no guest who had stayed that long in the hotel.

”I'm sorry, ma'am. There is no guest by that name here.” The woman spoke and sent her lips to the right as a bodily sign of her disappointment.

”Are you sure? You know, she's got pretty red hair and...”

”Horns.” Luke complimented Nathalia's explanation.

”AH! You could have commented on that, because I would have known who it is by now.” Exposing a smile, all frustration vanished from the attendant's face. ”Ann... According to my list, guest 6969 is in the 10th room.”

”Where is that?” From the outside, the hotel appeared to be at least five stories high.

”On the second floor, to the left of the fire escape.”

In front of the reception counter, there was a long corridor and at the end of it, a large staircase, to which the second attendant pointed.

As soon as the pair left the main counter, they spontaneously went to the indicated staircase. The entire space was lined with quartz, and the amount of crystals and artwork everywhere were a reminder of how exquisite the hotel was.

'What the hell is a fire escape? Do I have to avoid it if there is a fire? Or is it more... flammable?' The half-wolf was confused about the experienced receptionist's last sentence. 'By the way, wasn't that too easy?'

However, like a curse, after thinking about the ease of the situation, a problem arose.

”It was a pleasure, Miss Strogueher!” The attendant called out to Nathalia as she nodded contentedly.

The Elf bent back and waved back, grateful. As they walked to the stairs, Luke inquired: