The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 2020

Chapter 2020: Hindsight

With the small changes made to the staffing, things were going much more smoothly at the Dollhouse. Next door at the Inn, which someone had named the Lycan’s Den, complete with a Lycan on the wooden sign outside, things were somewhat less smooth.

Those who knew that it wasn’t worth fighting for a room at the best hotel had come here first, and found that while the restaurant wasn’t open yet, the magic of the tavern had made the Darklight Host’s own Divine Cooking version of Elven Wine and Dwarven Ale, plus a black rum that would be popular with sailors.

So, while they could check into the tiny rooms, and they did, few of them even went to check the room, and simply packed the tavern to get a drink and share stories of the dungeon.

That braggadocio was what Andrea was counting on to loosen tongues and get her the information that she wanted.

There were no dolls in the tavern. Instead, there was a burly Lycan druid bartender, who was actually a construct, and a bunch of younger Lycan serving girls, who were happy to use their claws to remind patrons where their hands belonged.

That only made the patrons laugh, as they were used to the response.

However, if it came to a fight, the bartender was a Supreme-Ranked construct, thanks to Andrea letting them borrow her power, and the waitresses were all Void Immortals.

That was a tactical choice by Opal.

If they made them too strong, the aura would intimidate the weakest of guests. But if they made them too weak, it would invite trouble. So, they put them in the middle and gave them claws so that they could take care of themselves, and not threaten the dignity or status of the lower Elders of the visiting Clans.

If everywhere that they went, even the servants were more powerful than the Elders of their Clan, they would be unlikely to return.

But cute girls who were just strong enough not to be viewed as a pushover was a challenge that would make them feel comfortable, while reminding them that these were workers with some status within the Darklight Host.

Assuming they didn’t realize that they were part of the Inn’s magic.

Karl noticed that most of the guests had no idea that they hadn’t convinced an actual Supreme Ranked Lycan to work the bar. Everyone treated him as a Grand Elder of the Guild, even as they haggled to get a bulk discount on liquor.

That was a failing strategy, but the Innkeeper bought a round for the entire bar an hour after they opened, and that got the party mood set.

Karl was sitting on a roadside bench by the dungeon tower when he overheard a conversation between two newly arrived travelling Immortals.

"Master, are you sure that this is the spot? Didn’t you say that it was a small clan that specialized in strange weapons?"

The old man next to the girl who had spoken nodded slowly as he looked around the city.

"I think that it has to do with the phenomenon that occurred here. It must have been the appearance of that dungeon. That’s why there are so many people here. This should be the right place, we just need to find the black and white halved banner on a sign, and that should be the Guild House."

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