The hostess seized up Nisha rather overtly, and the dragon recognized that she was being appraised.
As this was her first visit and they had never communicated like this before, she guessed that it was inevitable for the other side to practice caution and allowed the woman dressed in thin cloth threatening to slip off her body at any mont to observe as much as she liked.
Her state of dress certainly helped to convince the dragon to make more allowances.
“Allow to introduce myself. I am called Velvet, and I work directly under the boss.
What exactly can the [Red Night Palace] do for you?”
Producing her best smile, Velvet secretly drew so conclusions from her observations.
A young elven girl, with fair skin and showing first hints of her growing curves, visited an adult establishnt alone with an invitation card issued by the seat in charge of the red light district.
Perhaps, the store on the card in this rotation did not allude to the procurent of goods and materials, but rather to the purchase of human resources …
Nisha had no idea that the hostess suddenly developed a strange notion in her head and reciprocated the greeting.
“My na is Nisha, and I have discussed a certain transaction with Carn, who I assu is your boss?
Anyway, I got this card and the ssage that she wanted to review that deal, hence I ca over.
Do you know when she will be back?”
The elf took another sip of the sparkly water. It tickled the back of her nose and the prickly taste suited her palate quite nicely.
I wonder what this beverage is called. In the future, I have to buy so and bring it back ho for the others.
Happy enough to wait for the Golden Heel, Carn, who apparently dealt with sothing else at the mont, Nisha smiled and continued to study Velvet.
Her words inadvertently gave quite a shock to the hostess.
Not many people had the audacity to directly address her superior by her na directly, without any honorifics or using her more well known alias, Golden Heel.
Furthermore, they discussed a deal directly? That ant that the values involved definitely exceeded Velvet’s authority.
Prompted by the shock, the hostess observed the elf even more in-depth.
Piece by piece, small details erged that gave even more context.
A poised bearing, the knees closed and slanted to the side, gracefully sipping on the beverage and quality clothes from expensive material.
The blue scarf hid so of her features, but it was not uncommon to wear hooded capes in the red light district when high ranking personages visited.
Rather than using it to obscure her face, the elf had all the grace and bearing of a noble daughter.
Combined with her earlier insight, the delusion inside Velvet’s head gained another layer of complexity.
The offspring of a declining noble house t the Golden Heel, a seat in charge of the [Red Night Palace] and struck a deal.
Afterwards, the girl voluntarily ca over to begin her path as a star, her young features already promising the future of a legendary seductress …
When the hostess arrived at this point with her thoughts, a blush crept on her face and steam threatened to shoot from her ears.
Obviously, the dragon had no idea what the party opposite of her made up on her own and wondered why her countenance reddened.
Velvet fantasized for a while longer and spun an exceedingly intricate drama inside her imagination, when she finished her drink and subsequently broke out of her reverie.
“Excuse , I had sothing else to think about for a mont.
The boss left earlier to handle so matters, perhaps around midnight or later will she return.
Without an appointnt, Sera Carn does not usually receive visitors and has no set schedule.
If you don’t mind asking, did you co over right after obtaining the card?”
Speaking up to that point, the hostess apparently had so kind of enlightennt and asked a question.
“Indeed, a ssenger delivered it earlier, and I ca over directly. Is there an issue with that?”
On the territory of another power, the [Thieves Guild] and the Golden Heel specifically, the dragon was forced to treat with caution.
Inquiring about the rules and customs now would save her ti later on.
“Not a problem, not really. It’s more or less a difference in habits.
You see, when anyone receives an invitation to the [Red Night Palace], most of the ti the guest will have to arrange a suitable opportunity first - very rarely do they have the opportunity to make it right away.
Similarly, for this district, the current period is rather early, all of the shops here operate during the night, until the sun goes up.
When you combine both, it’s really no miracle that you missed the boss, sorry about that.”
Velvet fetched a new bottle while speaking and gave the elf an endearing chuckle during her explanation.
The innocent girl really had no idea and looked extrely adorable to her.
It further cented her secret fantasy about Nisha as a possible reality.
Pretty much anyone that had prior contact with the redlight district knew the ins and outs, at least to so extent.
“I see, such a coincidence that I got the worst possible timing.
Thank you for the information, I had no idea that the shop belonging to Carn only operated at night.
The na makes sense, [Red Night Palace], is indeed quite fitting then.”
Nisha did not mind making a wasted trip. Since the Golden Heel wanted to see her and quite possibly discuss matters related to their cooperation, it did not hurt to learn about their eting place in advance.
For example, if they were discussing sothing outside of this office, she would have had no idea if anyone sat inside and watched them through the cleverly arranged illusions and peepholes.
She was quite curious about this place too, as the opulence and lavishness of the constructions and decorations neared the quality of a duke household.
“If you do not mind, I can to so extent represent Miss Carn, it’s my duty as the gate watcher.
However, should the matter you want to discuss require privacy, you can either return at a later ti or I can entertain you until the boss returns.
It’s your call.”
The hostess ant her words. The unfinished fantasy in her head made the woman giddy to know more, to see if she was right or not.
Even if she was not correct in her assumptions, just as the young elf eyed her with obvious adoration, she also enjoyed the unrefined and charming innocent flower before her.
“That’s very kind of you.
To confess the truth, I have briefly t Carn before and we discussed so things, but I do not know what exactly her current topic to talk with is about.
Since I don't exactly know, it’s probably pointless to repeat everything to you, and then guess which exactly is the problem.
If it’s not a burden, I will wait for your boss to return and accept your hospitality for the anti.”
Nisha was not entirely averse to the idea.
While so of the people back at the Dharnas estate might worry in case she stayed out for a night, there was no restriction on her free ti either.
Additionally, the [Red Night Palace] appeared like a fantastic wonderland to her unblemished eyes, missing so obvious signs that indicated the true nature of a redlight district.
Despite the bright facades and smiling faces everywhere, the darkness cowered around the corners and sotis reared its ugly face when hapless visitors expected it the least.
Thankfully, the two won currently resided in the seat of power lording over the entire district, protected from all the shady characters and potential dangers.
“Of course, an honored guest of Sera Carn is always welco in our establishnt, no matter how long you stay.
Our kitchen should be just about to be ready to serve the first dishes, and the seats are not yet all taken, how about we change locations and head to the first floor?
A good al is the duty of every keeper, and while I might not be on duty for the floors today, I can still keep you company.
Should we head down?”
Velvet stretched like a languid cat, a professional habit picked up long ago and executed without really aning to.
Nonetheless, it never failed to draw gazes and influence the whims of others, as the young elf before her agreed absentmindedly.
In so twisted way, the hostess really enjoyed ssing with such an innocent girl, who probably had no idea what exactly her job entailed.
“Perfect.”
At so level, the dragon recognized the foreign influence on her state of mind. Between the clarity of serious talk and being a moth that threw herself into a pretty fla, the most basic beast inside her identified the problem and filed it away quietly.
Still, giving in to a temporary while once every now and then is probably fine. Definitely. As long as I’m aware of it …
Her thoughts trailed off again as the target she focused on hopped through the room and looked left and right before hiding two empty bottles in a cabinet.
Seeing that the elf looked directly at her, Velvet winked and put a finger to her lips, which were just so red and full …
-------------------------------
In a chamber deep beneath the ground, the target of discussion of the elf and the hostess currently observed a humanoid creature slamming itself against a reinforced glass wall, supported by a foundation enchanted with multiple spells.
No matter how ferocious the creature behaved, its rampage never even made cracks in the sturdy structure.
Unimpressed at the attempts, the Golden Heel turned around and addressed the dark robed figure standing in a damp corner of the room.
“Is it not too fast, even for the [Blackroot Plague]? Degenerating so fast is highly unusual, right?”
Originally a human, the frenzied monster had black vines growing from its skin, mottled skin with open patches of rootwork showing beneath, and dried sockets where the eyes used to be.
It looked more undead and alien than humanoid, and it took a lot of imagination to connect it with a foreign sailor, who the monster used to be.
“It’s a side effect from my studies. In an effort to find a thod to control the spread of the plague, the ans unintentionally accelerated the process.
From what is known about the plague, it starts with an infection, small seeds contaminating the body through food or contact.
Afterwards, the plague grows over a period of ti. It’s not even particularly noticeable in the incubation period, aside from an undefined sense of fatigue and tiredness.
Only when the roots are ready to spread will a growing pain set in, from the core to the limbs, but it’s already too late to prevent a further spread, the host will have already have released countless contaminants and likely dood others.
When the first roots break through the skin, the host is already more or less dead and the brain will shut down.
The final process only involves a rapid decay and a final release of seeds, tiny to the eye but deadly nonetheless.
Without the spells in this holding cell, this monster would seek to inflict as much harm as possible and spread the [Blackroot Plague], tainting the land where they break down.”
The Alchemist, another seat of the [Thieves Guild] dispassionately recounted the general course an afflicted human went through.
He had seen it once before, yet he had no thods to solve it through his own ans.
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