Chapter 33 – 29 Service Area
Phil’s complexion changed, and then he put on an expression like a dead pig not fearing boiling water, “No refunds once services are provided, co on! Just punch !”
“Are you sure? Maybe I should demonstrate the power of my punch first.”
Lancelot raised his fist, thought for a mont, and then summoned up thirty percent of his True Qi, slamming it viciously into the nearby stone wall.
With an explosion-like bang, the wall was hit as if by a battering ram, creating a three-foot-wide depressed crater surrounded by a cobweb of cracks.
“Phil! Are you dead? If you’re not, make a noise, or else I’m heading to your cellar!” A shrill female voice ca from not too far away.
“I’m fine! And there’s nothing in my cellar!” Phil quickly recovered from his daze and shouted back, then pushed the five Gold Coins back with a pained expression. “Erm, actually, the service wasn’t provided this ti, so refunds are supported.”
“But I feel like my Dwarf companion was played for a fool and needs to vent.”
“That’s indeed a problem, and I did provide an answer to it,” the avaricious Goblin said, his face turning red with the effort of holding back tears. “How about we treat that previous question as a free promotional gift, and you ask a new one?”
“Hmm, sure. First question, what’s the purpose of this area?”
“This is the service area for rcenaries,” Phil said, timidly extending his palm.
“Be more specific.” Lancelot took out a Gold Coin but didn’t hurry to hand it over to the Goblin in front of him.
“Well, it caters to various needs of rcenaries, like renting a bed for the night, treating injuries and diseases, lifting curses, recharging magical equipnt, and so on. You can also find information brokers and traders who buy war spoils. Of course, all these services co at a reasonable price.”
“Good,” Lancelot flicked the Gold Coin to Phil and continued, “Second question, what’s the approximate price of property suitable for the Mortal Races to live in?”
“That, of course, depends on the location and size,” Phil said eagerly, catching the Gold Coin. “My personal recomndation is the Southeast District, where Vampires congregate. Aside from the annoying rats, bats, and thick fog, Vampires have a very good reputation as neighbors. They only move about at night, don’t care what you do in your own room, and never hunt near their lairs.
A three-story house there with a garden and crypt would cost about 5000 Gold Coins. It might be a bit pricey, but it’s definitely worth the money.”
Lancelot nodded in satisfaction and took out another Gold Coin to throw to Phil.
“Tell about the specifics of purchasing property here in Twin Bridges Town.”
“All land and buildings in Twin Bridges Town, whether ford naturally or constructed artificially, permanently belong to Lord Tijana of Twin Bridges Town,” Phil said, gesturing a bow towards the direction of the castle. “Everyone is essentially a tenant of Lady Tijana, with each lease period lasting three years.
Subletting is prohibited, and once a tenant dies or falls behind on rent, the property is imdiately repossessed. You just have to talk to Sonam about this, the lady outside with six arms and a friendly deanor.”
“It’s said the Serpent Demon with six arms’ favorite food is Goblins and ratn,” Kalalin casually added.
“Haha, no wonder she looks at so affectionately every ti I go to work,” Phil let out an unpleasant snicker and quickly changed the subject: “Gentlen, any other questions?”
“One last question,” Lancelot placed a Gold Coin on the table, “Among those traders inside who recycle war trophies, is there anyone who has a preference for gemstones?”
“Everyone wouldn’t turn down those shiny little rocks, as such high-value items are much more convenient than carrying around a big pile of Gold. However, the highest bidder, without a doubt, is that Red Dragon nad Krivtar, a big fellow that you absolutely can’t miss. Today you’re in luck; it just happens to be around, but actually, it only cos by occasionally.
Besides that, there’s also a Devilspawn nad Catez who enjoys collecting any pretty jewelry to please his dear mother— the madam of the largest brothel in town. But you’d best not ntion that brothel in front of him, ’The Undercellar of the Seven Heavens.’”
“The Undercellar of the Seven Heavens, hahaha,” Bruto was tickled by the na.
“Demons are not devoid of a sense of humor,” Kalalin said seriously, “it’s just that often this humor is hard to distinguish from cruelty.”
“You see, the money isn’t that hard to earn,” Lancelot lifted his finger off the coin and turned towards the depths of the corridor.
After traversing a not-so-lengthy corridor, the three of them entered into a bustling hall. It resembled a small marketplace with dozens of stalls, and figures that looked like rcenaries weaved through, occasionally stopping to converse softly with a stall owner.
Phil was right; that Red Dragon was indeed very conspicuous. It coiled at the entrance of a huge aperture on the wall, looking down at the crowd below with a contemptuous gaze.
Lancelot ca here naturally wanting to sell so gemstones that were of no use to him to first take care of his lodging situation. He also quickly spotted the Devilspawn nad Catez, who was absent-mindedly scanning the crowd.
Even though the Goblin had said that the Red Dragon’s offer was highest, Lancelot had no intention of trading with soone he probably couldn’t handle.
“Find a place with a better view and keep an eye on our surroundings,”
he whispered to Bruto and Kalalin before walking up to Catez’s small stall alone, silently sizing up the Devilspawn.
Although uncommon, it was indeed possible for Fiends from the lower planes to reproduce with humanoids, and the most common of such couplings involved Succubi and Nightmares, who seduced mortals through lust. It was impossible for Fiends to conceive or cause conception by accident; they had various reasons for choosing to create offspring, love also being a possibility.
But their progeny were destined to be taboo. If one parent was rely an ordinary mortal, the offspring would mostly still be a pure-blooded Fiend, but if the mortal’s strength surpassed that of the Fiend, the child might end up being a hybrid with the physical features of both parents, along with Antlers, tails, and bat wings.
This was how Devilspawn ca to be.
The first generation of Devilspawn could almost never escape the evil nature that ca with their bloodline, regardless of their upbringing.
However, after several generations, the Fiendish characteristics in the offspring started to diminish, the evil from their bloodline being restrained by reason and emotion, and they didn’t necessarily take the path of evil, although the constant discrimination they faced often forced them to do so.
This Devilspawn in front of him was undoubtedly a first-generation; he had deep red skin, an exceptionally handso face, and a well-proportioned, slender figure. Short sharp horns adorned his forehead, and giant demonic wings splayed from his back, while a thick tail rhythmically thumped the ground.
He raised his eyes that seed forever ablaze with anger and spoke in a condescending tone,
“What can I do for you?”
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