This necromancer is going to seduce the beautiful girls who are already dead.

Chapter 348 A High-End Hotel in a Small Town

"What do you two think? My upscale inn has an elegant environment, attentive service, and fine dining for your enjoyment. I'm sure you won't be disappointed." The old man approached with a fawning smile, seemingly very concerned about these two guests who were surrounded by maids and were riding in a nice carriage.

"Is your hotel in this small town?" Abis looked at the old man who came to solicit business, scrutinizing him.

The old man had a smile on his face and looked like a seasoned businessman who had been in business for many years. He even had a perfect sense of how to smile.

“Yes, yes, you two are clearly VIPs, and my hotel is positioned as a high-end establishment. If you stay here, you will certainly receive ample rest and impeccable service,” the old man replied immediately. “If you decide to stay at my upscale hotel, I can even give you a 20% discount… no, how about a 30% discount? It will only cost seventy Imperial Coins per night.”

“This price is acceptable.” Abis was playing the role of a successful artist, so he naturally had no objection to the price. “Then show us around your hotel. If it suits our taste, we’ll stay here tonight.”

He spoke to the old man through the carriage window.

“Alright, I can tell you’re a straightforward person, and I certainly won’t let you down. My upscale hotel has a zero-complaint rate.” The old man walked over to Sophia with great pleasure and told her to drive the carriage toward his hotel.

"I feel like there's something strange about this old man," Leona whispered. "There seems to be something off about him, but I still can't quite figure it out. Could he be running a shady business?"

Rebecca gently tugged at Lariona's clothes, giving her a reminder.

It was only then that Leona realized it was Flora's holiday and she shouldn't bother her with these things.

Meanwhile, Flora on the other side was also starting to worry; she was the type to be a worrier.

"Ah, it's alright, it's alright. So what if it's a shady establishment? There are so many of us, he definitely won't dare to make a move." Leona immediately put on a nonchalant attitude to reassure Flora. "Besides, we also have the tall and strong Sophia, there will definitely be no problem."

"Yes, Flora, don't worry, just enjoy your vacation. You must be hungry by now, so why not worry about what to eat tonight... Oh, by the way, although you probably guessed it, I still have to tell you that this body can get fat from eating too much in order to simulate reality."

"Oh? You'll gain weight?" Flora immediately became worried upon hearing this. "I... I think I've been eating a lot these past few days, because I always eat until I'm full..."

Abyss chuckled and reached out to poke Flora's belly. "Oh? You've gained weight? Let me see. Hmm, it seems a bit softer than before. It feels quite nice. May I grab your belly?"

"Don't tease me like that!" Flora blushed and dodged Abyss's fingers.

Although Abyss's actions made Leona grind her teeth, they were quite effective: they successfully diverted Flora's attention from her initial concern that the old man who came to solicit business was running a shady business, and she began to worry about the figure she had paid a great price to maintain in her previous life.

Leona also moved the discussion to a mind-sharing channel other than Flora's.

“Speaking of which, what if this old man runs a shady business? This town is a bit remote, and we Western Empire people are actually quite wild. It’s not surprising that a few bandits would come from a small town like this, so close to the border and far from the emperor’s reach,” Leona said to the others. “If this guy causes trouble, we can beat him up without a problem, but that would affect Flora’s vacation, wouldn’t it?”

“How about we drag him out and give him a good beating?” Sofia suggested.

“It wouldn’t work if the boss just disappeared for no reason, would it?” Leona rejected Sophia’s plan.

“Give them a beating, then heal them, and erase their memories,” Agnes suggested.

"What's the point of beating him up then!" Rebecca said, both amused and exasperated. "Besides, we don't even know if he's a bad guy. We should investigate him first, shouldn't we?"

“Right, we don’t even know if he’s a bad guy yet,” Leona suddenly realized. “Then let’s keep an eye on him, and if he causes trouble, we’ll figure out a solution.”

“Yes, all of this is on the premise that Flora’s rest must not be disturbed,” Rebecca reminded. “If Flora has to worry about bandits while on vacation, her wish will be difficult to fulfill. What ordinary girl would run into a shady shop just by going out the door?”

"Got it, got it, got it!" Leona understood immediately.

……

The old man led the carriage very enthusiastically to a courtyard in town.

Before arriving, everyone didn't have high expectations: the town's economy wasn't particularly good, the population was small, there were few young people, and the houses were all quite old. Everyone thought that this so-called high-class hotel was just a slightly cleaner little hostel.

However, the hotel inside this courtyard is indeed quite beautiful.

In the courtyard, there is a fountain with a small magic circle engraved on it. In the center of the fountain is a giant dragon statue spouting water. The statue is very well maintained, with not a speck of moss or dust on it.

The hotel's main entrance was a magnificent brass door, polished to a gleaming shine.

The hotel's sign was equally clean and elegant, with the words "High-End Hotel" written in beautiful cursive script.

"So your fancy hotel is called 'fancy hotel' because it's fancy?" Leona couldn't help but complain.

“High-class means high-class inside and out.” The old man smiled smugly, not caring that Leona, a mere maid, dared to speak so casually in front of her master. “Therefore, it is perfectly reasonable for my high-class hotel to be named High-Class.”

As the old man spoke, he preemptively opened the hotel door, revealing the corridor inside.

The corridor floor was covered with a very luxurious carpet produced by the Eastern Empire, and the walls on both sides were fitted with gleaming silver potion lamps. Although it was not a very large hall due to space limitations, the anteroom that the corridor led to looked very elegant.

"Yes, boss, you really didn't lie to us. This inn is indeed quite nice." Abyss nodded in satisfaction. "Take us inside and have a look. We'll stay here tonight. Also, arrange accommodations for our maids. Don't mistreat them."

"No problem, I'll go park your carriage. A high-class hostess will come to help you check in." The old man smiled so much that the wrinkles on his face covered his eyes.

“This guy’s hotel is something else,” Rebecca said to Leona via telepathy.

Chapter 349 What Flora Wants to Eat

"What's wrong? You figured out this shop is a rip-off? But why is a rip-off shop so lavishly decorated?" Leona asked hurriedly, as she hadn't noticed anything amiss yet.

Rebecca replied, "It's not that I can tell this shop is a shady business, it's just that the source of its income is questionable and a bit suspicious."

“He charges seventy Imperial Coins a night! That’s enough to feed his whole family for two months,” Leona said. “Isn’t it all about high-end spending?”

"The problem is this: First of all, this town is not located on any major transportation route, and there are relatively few people coming and going. When we entered the town today, many people were staring at us curiously, which means that wealthy guests like us rarely come here. Therefore, the number of guests at this hotel cannot be guaranteed at all."

Rebecca explained her reasoning.

"Secondly, this shop is indeed very beautiful, but behind the beauty lies a high maintenance cost. Whether it's the magic fountain outside that needs to be replenished with magic crystals as energy, the clean and high-end carpets inside, or those silver potion lamps, maintenance all costs money. If the customer flow cannot be guaranteed, where will this money come from?"

“Yes, that seems to be the case.” Leona suddenly realized that Rebecca’s words made sense.

“However, as we worry, let’s not tell Flora. Although she’s smart, she’s still quite naive and doesn’t think too deeply when she’s not doing anything,” Rebecca said. “Looks like we’ve got some work to do tonight.”

The innkeeper had already gone to stop Abyss's carriage, and a well-dressed waitress came out.

The waitress bowed to Abys and his party as they stepped off the carriage, and then said, "Welcome! Please follow me, and I will arrange your lodging and meals for tonight."

Flora smiled and glanced at Abyss. While staying here was a bit luxurious, she still liked the decor. If she wanted to experience a more ordinary inn, she'd discuss it with Abyss tomorrow.

The rooms were quickly arranged for everyone. Abyss and Flora lived in a large room, while the other servants had slightly less comfortable accommodations, with the four of them sharing a smaller but clean room.

Just then, the owner returned with his car. He walked over to Abyss and Flora, who had just paid, and said with a smile, "What do you two think of my upscale hotel? Is there anything you're not satisfied with?"

“Well, although your hotel is a bit pricey, the decor is quite elegant. I’m fairly satisfied—darling, what do you think?” Abyss nodded in response to the owner, then turned to Flora.

Flora was staring blankly at a new type of potion lamp on the counter that she had never seen before. She hadn't reacted immediately when Abyss called her name.

"Darling?" Abis patted Flora on the shoulder. "What do you think of this hotel?"

"Huh?" Flora then realized that Abyss was asking her.

Flora blushed when Abyss called her that in front of outsiders, but since she was now playing the role of an unmarried couple, she decided to go all out.

She tried her best to appear elegant and said, "I'm very satisfied with this hotel; the environment here is also very clean."

“Two such high-class people should naturally be paired with my upscale hotel,” the owner said with a squinting smile. “After all, you are high-class people.”

"How can you call someone that? It sounds weird, like you're calling someone 'high-class'," Leona complained from the side.

"What's wrong with that? Everything in this world can be ranked, not just hotels, but people too. A cultured person is a high-class person." The owner still smiled. "Since you've come to my hotel, you are certainly high-class people."

Leona had a feeling that the shop owner was subtly criticizing her, but she couldn't ask him directly right now. After thinking about it, she decided to investigate the shop thoroughly tonight and make the old man suffer if there were any problems.

Flora hid behind the Abyss after speaking. This was the first time the Abyss had "shown affection" to her in front of outsiders. The skills she had learned to maintain her image at the Vatican seemed to be less useful now.

"It's getting late, and it's time for dinner. You can dine in half an hour," the innkeeper said. "My upscale inn offers fine cuisine for your enjoyment. I'm sure you two will be satisfied—and the four maids will also have a good meal. What would you like to eat?"

"Can I order?" Flora blinked. "I don't know what to eat..."

Flora, of course, didn't know how to order food; she had never done it before.

When she was in the Vatican, she had no right to choose what she ate each day; her diet was planned by a professional nutritionist.

The nutritionists at the Vatican are different from those hired by nobles. They don't create recipes to make people enjoy life, but only pursue results: to help the saintess sculpt a perfect figure and ensure that she can maintain a high-intensity work schedule.

Therefore, Flora only ever eats what she "needs" rather than what she "wants".

As for Flora after becoming an undead, she didn't have that experience either. She didn't need to eat anymore, and when she did eat something, it was just something she happened to eat. She never ordered anything herself.

“You can order one…think about what you want,” Abyss said gently, turning back to Flora. “You may not have had this experience before, but there’s always a first time in life.”

"Can I do anything?" Flora asked softly.

The owner nodded proudly: "We can make many high-end dishes. Of course, there are some ingredients that we just can't get, and I will let you know in advance."

"I want to eat roasted carrots," Flora said timidly.

The boss was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said, "No problem, I'll have the kitchen make you some high-end roasted carrots."

“I don’t need anything fancy,” Flora shook her head. “I want the most basic roasted carrots.”

……

Abyss was puzzled for a moment, then realized why Flora wanted to eat this.

The night Abyss brought Flora from the grave, the night they first met in that little cabin, he ate roasted carrots. Flora had just woken up and was still a little uneasy, while Abyss was in the cabin, roasting a carrot with a twig.

It was just a simple homemade dinner when Abyss was at home all over the world, but Flora never expected to remember it.

Flora's first meeting with the Abyss has become one of her most precious memories.

“Make it for her, boss. How to bake it to the perfect temperature and how to cook simple ingredients to the best flavor is the true test of a chef’s ‘high-class’ quality,” Abis said to the boss.

Chapter 350 Rebecca's Protection Plan

After hearing Abyss's words, the boss seemed a little more at ease.

Just now, when Flora said she only wanted to eat regular roasted carrots, the owner clearly showed a rather complex negative emotion: surprise, anxiety, and even a hint of fear.

Rebecca, who had witnessed everything from the sidelines, said to the others in the shared mind, "This boss is definitely up to something."

"Why is he so obsessed with high-end things? This guy's pride is too strong, isn't it? Should I tease him a little?" Leona glanced at Rebecca.

“Let’s not.” Rebecca’s tone became somewhat serious. “This guy… don’t you think he has some of the characteristics of the Lord of Delusions’ puppet? If we let him get out of control here, Flora will start worrying again. That won’t do.”

"Ah... the puppet of the Lord of Delusion... it does seem to have that feel to it." Leona became wary after hearing Rebecca's reminder.

"Is the Lord of Delusion's deductive abilities really that strong?" Sophia asked, somewhat surprised.

“Yes, very strong,” Agnes replied.