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#169 - Heart of the Dragon

“Esteemed wizards, we have four types of rooms available. The highest-grade rooms cost 10 magic stones per day, the next grade costs 5 magic stones per day, and the third grade costs 1 magic stone per day.”

At the front desk of the Cayton Inn, a beautiful human woman introduced the prices of the inn's rooms with a smile.

Not only were Aileen Meier and the others taken aback by the price, but even Fang Cheng was surprised. If he didn't have a magic stone mine in his possession, and didn't have to worry about magic stones, he would probably find the price expensive as well.

“Excuse me, how much is the cheapest room per day?”

Before Fang Cheng and the others could speak, a representative of a small wizard organization standing behind Fang Cheng asked.

Fang Cheng turned his head and looked at the man who spoke.

Like Fang Cheng, he was an intermediate apprentice and had arrived at the floating island on the same spaceship as Fang Cheng and the others. However, compared to Fang Cheng and the others, they were all apprentices who lived on the lowest level of the ship.

The man who spoke blushed when he saw everyone looking at him, but this was not the time to put on a brave face. They still needed to save their precious magic stones to buy various wizard potions and alchemical materials.

They couldn't squander them on accommodation.

“Esteemed sir,” the receptionist woman said, without showing any strange expression after hearing his question, and patiently explained, “The fourth-grade rooms cost 1 magic stone per month.”

“What if I don’t stay for a full month?”

“Sir, even if you don’t stay for a full month, it’s still one magic stone.”

The representative of the small wizard organization saw the strange looks everyone was giving him and quickly said, “Give us 47 fourth-grade rooms.”

As he spoke, he carefully counted out 47 magic stones from the bag at his waist and handed them over.

Clearly, he didn't have a high-end magical item like a spatial bracelet.

The receptionist took the magic stones from the man's hand, registered them, and then took out a large bunch of keys and handed them to a servant, asking the servant to take them to their respective rooms.

The man hurriedly left the front desk, as if some monster was chasing him from behind.

Fang Cheng watched as a large group of apprentices from small wizard organizations left the area, then turned around and looked at the high tower apprentices behind him, and asked, “What about you? Which grade of room do you want to stay in?”

Hearing Fang Cheng's question, everyone looked at each other. One of the male apprentices said, “Let's just stay in the third-grade rooms.”

Hearing this, Fang Cheng nodded, turned his head, and said to the receptionist, “Three second-grade rooms and nine third-grade rooms.”

“Okay, sir,” the beautiful receptionist lowered her head respectfully.

“Lord Fang Cheng, I…” Phil knew that one of the three second-grade rooms Fang Cheng mentioned must be for him, and he immediately became anxious. He didn't have enough magic stones to waste here.

Fang Cheng raised his hand slightly, stopping him from speaking: “I’ll pay.”

Hearing Fang Cheng's words, Phil paused, and then felt a surge of emotion. He had been in the Black White Tower for so long, and no one had ever valued him so much. Whether it was Morton or other formal apprentices, their gazes towards ordinary apprentices like them always revealed indifference.

“I’ll pay for my room myself,” Aileen, who had been silent all along, said.

After speaking, she took out a pile of magic stones from her spatial bracelet, roughly estimated to be dozens of them.

Seeing this, Fang Cheng shrugged and didn't say anything.

“Ten first-grade rooms.”

At this moment, an ethereal voice rang in Fang Cheng's ear. It was Vivian, the elf woman Fang Cheng had met on the spaceship.

After hearing Vivian's words, Fang Cheng sighed slightly at the wealth of the elves, and then led the high tower apprentices towards their respective rooms.

“Click!”

Fang Cheng picked up the bronze key, unlocked the door of the room, and walked in.

Fang Cheng walked into the room and took a look around before putting down the spatial suitcase he was carrying.

The size of the room was much larger than he had imagined, estimated to be more than 200 square meters. More than the size of the room, Fang Cheng was more impressed by the luxury inside the room.

At the top of the room, there was a transparent magic crystal lamp hanging, and the magic crystal lamp emitted a bright glow. As long as you used a simple magic trick, you could control the switch of the magic crystal lamp.

In other words, even a low-level apprentice who had mastered a magic rune could use it very easily.

The floor of the room was covered with a layer of light purple fluffy carpet. Fang Cheng stepped on the carpet, as if stepping on a cloud, light and weightless.

“This is?”

Fang Cheng frowned as he looked at the carpet under his feet, “It's actually the fur of a lightning mink.”

The lightning mink is a kind of lightning-type magical creature from another world, extremely fast and poisonous. When its mouth bites its prey, it carries a little lightning damage.

This magical creature is not considered powerful, but the lightning mink is a relatively rare magical creature on the continent. Its fur is particularly soft and has always been favored by noble young ladies and young women.

Unexpectedly, the carpet used to pave the ground in this room was actually sewn from the fur of lightning minks.

This made Fang Cheng's understanding of the luxury of this hotel refreshed again.

Fang Cheng put the spatial suitcase on the table and looked out the window.

Even the windows were made of glass. You must know that glass is a material exclusive to wizards in another world. Ordinary people can hardly come into contact with it. Fang Cheng had only seen windows made of glass in Meier's mansion.

Even the wealthy Morton did not use this material to make windows.

Fang Cheng saw that the windows of the room were closed, walked over, and prepared to open them to get some fresh air.

Suddenly.

The sky darkened, and the originally sunny scene became extremely dim. The clouds floating in Dragonfall City also became viscous.

Because the floating island is located at an altitude of 10,000 meters, it is basically shrouded in clouds and mist. In addition, due to the hidden magic circle, it is difficult to see white clouds above the floating island like on the ground. At most, you feel like you are in the clouds and mist.

But at this moment, large swaths of dark clouds shrouded Dragonfall City, giving people a feeling of being unable to breathe.

“Avis, you can't escape. Hand over the Dragon Heart.”

In the sky, a voice like rolling thunder spread throughout Dragonfall City, and lightning faintly窜了出来 from the dark clouds.

“Cayton, the Dragon Heart is the property of our dragon clan. Does your floating island want to be enemies with our dragon clan?” A louder voice came over, but there was a hint of anxiety in the voice.

“Avis, hand over the Dragon Heart. If I can protect Dragonfall City for a thousand years, I can spare you from death!” The person speaking revealed strong confidence, as if the person named Avis would die without a burial place in the next second if he didn't do as he said.

“Don’t even think about it!” Accompanied by a roar, the sky completely darkened, becoming pitch black.

“Courting death.”

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