Chapter 697 - Wait for the Prey (1/2)

Chapter 697 Wait for the Prey

Dorothy didn’t realize what had just happened until after Roland was away for a long time.

“How can there be such filthy men in this world? He likes big boobs? That’s so dirty!”

Dorothy was so infuriated that she whipped the rug hard.

A long time later, the woman who led Roland up came in and asked in surprise, “What happened, Dorothy? Why did that man run

off?”

“Who knows?” Dorothy dropped the whip on the table, unwilling to confess what he said.

Her breasts were small? They were indeed not big, which was her major flaw.

But they were definitely not invisible either.

Damn it!

Seeing how angry Dorothy was, the receptionist would rather not further piss her off and was about to leave. Dorothy sat back on the chair and asked, “Did he ask for his money back?”

“No.”

“Oh!” Dorothy calmed down. “He has abandoned ten gold coins so easily. This guy isn’t simple.”

The woman next to her nodded. “You’re right. He also has his face covered. He’s definitely a stealthy scoundrel.”

Dorothy shook her head. “He isn’t exactly stealthy… I don’t think the Rogues will ever be generous enough to pay ten gold coins for fun. Besides, he didn’t even have any fun after he paid the money. I’ve seen a lot of spendthrifts, but none of them ever let go of what they already bought. This man wore a mask. He must’ve been here for something.”

Then, Dorothy looked around and searched her beddings, while she said, “See if he left anything underneath the bed and the table!”

They searched for a while but didn’t find anything.

Roland had already left the hotel at this moment. He was relieved to see the pictures sent back by the three spiders.

Fortunately, he had optimized the magic spiders again three months earlier to make them even more transparent and smaller. They became only the size of children’s fingernails and emitted little magic power.

Also, they specifically hid themselves in the dark corners, so they weren’t found.

Then Roland found it rather weird… Did a popular prostitute have to be so vigilant and prudent?

Dorothy and the receptionist failed to find anything abnormal, so they sat down again. Dorothy said, “This place still feels weird. Ask the people down below to pay more attention. It will be best if they can find out the address and identity of that stealthy guy.”

The receptionist nodded and left the room.

You’re looking for me?

Roland went to the hotel and paid ten days’ worth of room fees. He told the boss not to let anyone enter his room until he returned. The boss nodded and accepted his request.

Then, Roland found a remote wood outside the city at night and built an underground cave. He then hid himself inside and sealed the exit.

You’re looking for me?

Just keep looking!

While hiding in the cave, Roland could study the data of his spells and browse the forum.

He had a lot of food and water in the system Backpack. He didn’t need to worry about survival at all.

Two days went by just like that. There was nothing wrong on Dorothy’s side.

She didn’t receive any guests.

Roland didn’t find it strange, as few people in Aiello could afford the cost of ten gold coins for one night.

But on the third night, Dorothy finally received a guest.

The guest was a fatty. From their conversation, Roland learned that the fatty was a merchant and had finally saved ten gold coins after half a year of business, so he came to her.

After finding out that the fatty wasn’t Dwayne Johnson, he lost interest in peeping.

But what Dorothy did next almost made his jaw drop.

When the fatty took off his clothes with a lustful smile, Dorothy’s blue eyes suddenly turned red!

Then, in a trance, the fatty started talking to the air.

“Little beauty, your mouth is really sweet.”

“Hahaha. How am I bad?”

“Don’t hide. I like your feet the most. Let me lick them…”

“Haha. I’m going to give you joy!”

In the vision of the magic spiders, the fatty spoke to himself and hugged air, until he knelt on the rug and penetrated it like a poodle.

Dorothy, on the other hand, sat on the bed with her legs crossed, while she looked at the fatty in disdain. “A hallucination spell?”

Roland then discarded this thought, because the magic spiders didn’t detect any magic waves.

At this moment, not only did the magic spiders boast vision in the darkness, but they could also detect magic waves.

“Then what is that? The Enchantment talent of vampires?”

But he shook his head again.