Asmodeus followed the instructions and advice given by the old guard. He thought that, like in novels or manga, when the main character entered a new town, someone would clash with them because of the pretty Nerim and his looks.
However, they reached the planned inn easily.
Above a relatively clean and elegant storefront, there was a black signboard with "The Sultan's Favour" painted in golden letters.
'Well, it's quite high-class.'
No signs of dust or sand, once he stepped onto the small porch which led to an arched double door, a slight suction pulled on his feet while a strange device blew down on them from above, clearing all dust, debris and dirt from their clothes.
"Wow~ it's so warm! Hehehe." Vivi danced around while Nerim tried to push their skirts down to avoid any kind of hassle.
"What a cosy, and high-tech inn."
Logan's dwarven eyes shone when looking at the various devices used to clean dust, dirt and warm or cool the customers' bodies.
