Storm of Gods

Chapter 116 The Spicy Carp Dragon Inn

Li Xin dodged the attack with a quick twist of his hips. "Dragon Mom, I'm still a kid. Look at David's muscles, they look awesome."

Daenerys's full, luscious red lips parted instantly. "All good, all good, a different flavor."

People at the Carp Dragon Inn often call each other by nicknames. They might be there today but not tomorrow, so there's a high turnover. There are also some permanent residents, and David is one of them. He's a mercenary adventurer, an Awakened One, with a strong physique and a powerful masculine charm. He often takes on dangerous missions and is frequently absent. However, as long as he returns, he's usually quite well-off. He's also very cheerful. Daenerys Targaryen's favorite is David, since he never misses his rent payments and is often away, making him a top-tier guest.

"David, want a massage? Let me tell you, Daenerys is really good, a professional," Daenerys said with a flirtatious wink.

“Mother Dragon, I’m a respectable person. I sell my art, not my body,” David laughed. “The painter would suit you well. I think he’s interested in you.”

"Pah, that poor bastard, he has such a clean face, yet he wants to freeload off me. He owes me three months' rent. I'll sell him off to be a gigolo sooner or later. Oh dear, what are you saying? He's a decent person too!" Daenerys said with disdain. Although she had lived in Montcareta for many years, Daenerys still held some traditional Daenerys values, advising those who sold themselves to reform and advising respectable women to live off their husbands.

"Mother Daenerys, don't underestimate Daliven. He's a man who doesn't make a sale for three years, but when he does, he lives off it for three years. Artists all wait for an opportunity. Now you're ignoring him, but be careful, it won't be long before you can't afford to associate with him anymore," the magician joked.

Even in the hotel, he was dressed neatly, in a tuxedo, a black top hat, and a walking stick. His delicate mustache made him look even more elegant and handsome. He was a down-on-his-luck handsome man from Montaletta. He only took off his white gloves when he ate, although the white gloves were a little faded from washing.

"You penniless magician, don't even mention your older brother, when are you going to pay last month's rent? I'll give you three more days and if you don't pay, you'll have to pay with your body!" Daenerys glared at the magician, swallowing hard. Clearly, the magician was more to her liking than the painter; she was afraid the painter's skinny little chick would be more unbearable for her.

The diners immediately burst into laughter, and the magician's smile vanished instantly. "Tomorrow, I'll definitely hand it in tomorrow!"

Li Xin was also eating rice. There were no special rules here; everything was the cheapest. The big pot of soup was all water, and the vegetable leaves were all scooped up in the first round. They're all really talented.

"Dragon Mother, this soup is not only lacking in ingredients, but it's also too bland. Add more salt."

"Pah! Salt is free! If you think it's too bland, go to the docks with Little Li and drink your fill. Old Fang, what happened to the chair in your room? Fix it right now! If you don't have money, go out and tell fortunes. All my stuff is good stuff. Listen up, anyone who breaks anything will have to pay double!"

Daenerys roared and rolled up her sleeves, revealing her terrifying biceps, which made everyone lower their heads. It is said that anyone who questioned Daenerys was thrown out. To own such a place in the chaotic and competitive St. George district, one must have considerable power and backing.

Under pressure, Lao Fang quickly finished his meal and drank all the soup. He was a cripple who told fortunes in the neighborhood and was said to be quite skilled, but once he made a wrong prediction and someone broke his leg.

Daenerys Targaryen, like a lord surveying her territory, held her head high with an air of arrogance. Her bright red lips, moistened by saliva, became even more vibrant, and she always felt exceptionally pleased after scolding someone.

This made Li Xin think that she always sneaked out during everyone's meals just to have fun.

After finishing his meal, Li Xin returned to his small room. He had been in Lilong for over a week, going back and forth between the dock and the Lilong Inn. Carrying bags was just a temporary measure; with his abilities, how could he possibly carry bags forever? He needed a safety net first, and then he would look for business opportunities. With the intelligence and talent from his two lifetimes, even without resorting to robbery, making a living would be a piece of cake. He hadn't used many of his tricks yet. When in Rome, do as the Romans do; plan before you act. Tomorrow he would go to the market to look for business opportunities, and he already had a few ideas in mind.

His neighbor was David, a mercenary who did everything from mercenary to bodyguard to thug. Sometimes he would go out to sea to explore. Lately, when he wasn't on a mission, he stayed at the inn. To be honest, Li Xin was hoping he wasn't there. Sure enough, not long after, the noise started coming from next door again.

Duang…… duang DuangDuangDuang……

Li Xin was really having a headache. The soundproofing was terrible, and his lover didn't control himself at all. His high-pitched screams were so piercing that it was unbearable. It was late at night, and Li Xin had wanted to enjoy the moonlight in Montcarette, but who could stand this? It was too uncomfortable, especially since it had been going on for three days in a row.

Li Xin pushed open the door, only to be met with a series of stumbles at the entrance: painters, magicians, fortune tellers, and several more behind them... And what's this...? He could vaguely see a bright red dress around the corner...

"Ahem, I was just passing by."

"Who's being so inconsiderate at night, yelling like that? I was thinking of being a hero." "Yeah, those two animals!"

Everyone was filled with envy and jealousy, and they gritted their teeth as they returned to their rooms. It was truly a difficult night.

Li Xin was helpless. The small room he was staying in felt like it was partitioned off from David's storage room by Daenerys Targaryen. Just as he was about to go back, the door opened, revealing a half-naked David with his naturally curly brown hair covered in sweat. Behind him was a white, sexy body. Upon seeing Li Xin, David didn't seem to care at all and even deliberately clenched his thighs together.

Damn it!
"Oh, where is everyone? It's not working. Ashin, do you want to come along?" David laughed.

Li Xin was speechless. Was Montaletta really that promiscuous? The key point was that his friend actually hummed in agreement, revealing half of his snow-white skin.

Li Xin pinched his thigh and rejected the other person's temptation, feeling that the other person was just teasing him for fun. He gritted his teeth and decided to go for a walk and come back when the two of them calmed down. Damn it, who do they think they are? Back in the day...

When he got downstairs, he hesitated again. Should he go back up and ask if it was okay to regret it? What if, what if?
Although both are located by the sea, Tianjing and Montaleta are quite different. Montaleta has a warmer climate, and the air is filled with the scent of the sea, which he quite likes. It gives people a relaxing feeling. He subconsciously touched his pockets, which were empty. He had already smoked most of the cigarettes he bought on the ship, and the few he had left were used up last night because he couldn't sleep.

That's a bit difficult.

The ethnic groups in Heldan are more complex. In addition to the several ethnic groups of Moncaleta itself, people from all over the Dao Yuan Continent also converge here. However, most of them have their own small circles. If you don't know the rules, it's best to keep your distance. But no matter where you come from or what you believe in, you must maintain respect for the Earth Mother Goddess in Heldan. This is not Lilong. Don't talk about freedom of religion here, or you will be beaten to death.

Many people who come to Heldan gradually begin to worship the Earth Mother Goddess.

The Church of the Earth Mother Goddess is located in Heldan, and there are churches in all the major cities of Heldan, and even small chapels in the communities where a priest can preside over the worship. In addition, there are many monasteries for devout believers to practice their faith. Most of the monasteries are located in remote places outside the city.

In Heldan, to find a decent job or a civil service position, one must be a follower of the Earth Mother.

Before he knew it, he had wandered to the pier alone. The hustle and bustle of the daytime had disappeared, and it was now exceptionally quiet. Li Xin sat down on the edge, supporting himself with his hands on the ground, looking at the clear sky. A few clouds obscured the red moon. The night was beautiful, and the sea breeze was very comfortable.

For some reason, I'm feeling a bit homesick...

At this moment, in the highest and most luxurious place in the inner city of Heldan, the royal city of Heldan, Estella looked at the small harp she had finished in her hands, and a look of joy appeared on her face. Yes, she had spent more than a month polishing this harp. This was the first time in her life that she had been so focused on making a gift.

The harp is made of Wisdom Wood, also known as the Wood of Life. It is a mysterious ancient tree and a national treasure of Montecrita, extremely rare. This wood can be used to make various secret items, can be used in magic potions, and has extremely strong exorcising power. Even royalty does not have many pieces of this complete wood.

The strings are made from the tendons of a dragon from the Dead Sea of ​​Calabria, which can be used to create high-level stealth items and are extremely lethal to corrupted creatures. Estella found this in her father's treasury. The tendons of such a dragon, which is hundreds of years old, are of course treasures. They are used to forge exorcising weapons and are also necessary materials for several potions. Estella used an entire dragon tendon to make the strings, secretly. If asked, she would say that her second brother took it.

She meticulously crafted every step, from trimming and carving patterns to completing each piece of work. There's also a little secret: Estella had her initials engraved on the crossbeam at the bottom of the harp. She also personally tuned it. While she might not be an expert in other areas, she was very confident in her skills with the harp.

After it was finished, Estella immediately played a tune facing the sea, and Klee listened with her eyes half-closed, finding it beautiful.

Chris stood on Estella's shoulder, looking down at the sea with her head down, still as proud as ever, but the tilt of her head betrayed her rapture.

　The second volume, set in the passionate Heldan, will have a more fiery plot.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)