Cirella walked around the Dragon Nest Hotel with her hands behind her back.
It had to be said, this Dragon Nest was quite impressive. The space was large enough, the size of two basketball courts combined, allowing Cirella to reveal her true form and comfortably roll around;
The ceiling height was sufficient, estimated to be over three stories. Even in dragon form, standing on the ground and stretching her neck, she couldnāt touch the ceiling;
The floor was flat, clean, and smooth stone, with no moss or insects running around;
Standing at the entrance, the sea breeze blew in, and the mountains were all in sight...
Above was the mysterious Igor Peak, the Tower of Heaven and its eight subsidiary towers, the gathering place for Nevisās top combat forces.
Below were sheer cliffs, making it impossible for anyone to climb up unless they had lost their mind.
Moreover, the Dragon Nest Hotel was located just below the Tower of Heaven. Utilizing the energy from the Igor Mysteries, even a small amount would maintain the elemental concentration in the Dragon Nest...
Spacious, comfortable, quiet, and safe. Such a location, such conditions, only sold for 500 gold coins a night. Garrett was certain it was a friendly price.
...Unfortunately, even a friendly price was unaffordable, so negotiating for a discount was necessary. Garrett glanced at Cirella, seeing her still frowning, wondering whether to take out a loan to make the bed. He then turned to the mage leading the way:
"Do many dragons come to stay here?"
"Definitely not many," the mageāor should I say, the Dragon Nest Hotel managerāshrugged:
"How often do you encounter dragons? How would they frequently come to stay?"
"Have you seen any?"
Garrett curiously moved closer. He had just walked around, and the ground was smooth without any claw marks or dragon scale scratches.
As for lingering dragon aura... sorry, Garrett felt his perception had improved, but not to that extent.
If every time a dragon stayed, the council sent someone to use [Stone to Mud] and [Mud to Stone] to repair it, it seemed unlikely.
These spells were of high level, and repairing such a large area would be quite costly! Following behind for constant repairs was less practical than calling stonemasons for periodic renovations.
"I havenāt seen any." Sure enough, the Dragon Nest Hotel manager gave a negative answer:
"Iāve been in charge of this area for ten years and have never seen one. According to the records, the last time a dragon stayed here was fifty or sixty years ago?"
So, rather than a commercial hotel, it was more like a guest house? Not relying on this income for daily operations, having it for festivals and not needing it for festivals?
Garrett had a sense of certainty. The next time he made a request, he felt more confident:
"Can it be cheaper? Or are there any discount conditions? After all, Cirella is going to hibernate, staying for a year or so..."
He lowered his voice:
"If she canāt afford it, sheāll have to go home to hibernate. āWhen you stay at hotels, arenāt there discounts for long-term stays?"
In his past life, even five-star hotels offered discounts for stays longer than a month!
The conjuration mageāor should I say, the Dragon Nest managerālooked at him in surprise, then glanced up and down at Cirella. Is she staying?
Is this pretty young lady staying?
Brother, impressive!
Taking advantage of Cirella turning to admire the wall, he quickly gave Garrett a thumbs-up. Then, he pulled out a record book and frantically flipped through it: š Ć„É“ČŖBĘČ
"If you say so, let me check... found it, a 10% discount for stays over 100 days, and 20% off for stays over six months."
This discount wasnāt much. Garrett vaguely remembered hearing about long-term discounts being more than 50%, and if a corporate group negotiated, it could even be 70%.
But it was still a concession. He didnāt argue about the amount, just made a troubled face:
"Are there any other discount programs? I just advanced to level 7, so Iām a bit tight on money..."
Are you trying to support a dragon on your own? The Dragon Nest manager looked at Garrett with more admiration. He racked his brain, thinking of all the resources he could use, and gave Garrett a suggestion:
"Is she going to hibernate to advance? āWill she shed scales during the process? The council buys all kinds of dragon materials at high prices. Selling a few shed scales should be enough, right?"
Would she shed scales? Garrett didnāt know. Cirella slept in elven form in the mage tower, and the invisible servants who tidied up the bed hadnāt reported any shedding hair or scales.
But selling scales was definitely not an option! Who knew where the sold scales would end up and what they would be used for? What if they were used for curses?
In short, scales, nails, teeth, blood, these body parts must not be sold!
"Thatās not good..." he shook his head firmly:
"Although I trust the council, if even a bit of scales leaks out and affects her safety, it would be bad. Hey, help out, are there any other options?"
The manager was troubled. Fortunately, the councilās demand for dragon materials was insatiable, with tasks constantly available. He quickly recommended the second option:
"Then... how about letting the council observe her advancement? Iāll introduce a mage to you, and you can discuss it yourselves?"
He activated a communication device, and soon, a small door opened deep in the Dragon Nest. A level-16 archmage hurried out. Seeing Cirella, his eyes lit up, and he instantly teleported to them:
"Hello, Iām Josh Pennington from the conjuration department. Is this young lady going to hibernate to advance?"
He shook hands with Garrett and Cirella in turn, getting straight to the point:
"If you allow me to observe the advancement process, bringing a team to measure the magical fluctuations around you in real-time, Iāll cover the Dragon Nestās cost and pay you 100 gold coins a day, how about that?"
Sleeping and earning money? Cirella was a bit happy. But thinking about a group of mages measuring this and that while she slept, she shuddered and shook her head vigorously:
"No way! With so many people buzzing around, I wonāt be able to sleep!"
"How about setting up instruments in advance?" Archmage Pennington was clearly pushing his luck. Seeing Cirella refuse, he immediately took a step back, mastering the art of negotiation:
"We wonāt come in to disturb you, just set up measuring instruments in the Dragon Nest in advance and place a few Arcane Eyes to monitor. As long as you agree, the Dragon Nest costs will still be covered by us, and you wonāt need to worry."
That seemed doable? Cirella looked at Garrett for consultation. In any case, not having to spend money was good, and keeping her gold coin bed was great. Otherwise, should she agree?
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