Chapter 6 - 02: The Fugitive Lich (2)
Dim hotel. The innkeeper walked in front with an oil lamp, followed by Yilin and a group of her knights.
The iron boots clattered on the wooden stairs, producing a creaking sound as if they would collapse at any moment.
Until the top floor, the innkeeper reached out and pushed open the slightly ajar wooden door.
What met their eyes was an ordinary room.
There was a balcony, with red moonlight streaming in through the balcony's floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the desk facing the railing. It looked somewhat tattered.
Beside it was an empty bookshelf. A simple set of desks and chairs, and a bed with a brown sheet. There were no decorative hanging items or paintings on the walls.
Considering the era, a room like this was quite decent after all. It was just a place for commoners. However, despite being on the top floor, the room was filled with a musty smell, and the air was damp and stale. As soon as the door was opened, the pungent odor hit them in the face.
Yilin furrowed her brows, involuntarily covering her nose with her hand.
The innkeeper quickly ran over to open the windows for ventilation.
"Is there no better room?" the Bearded Knight asked angrily.
Lighting the two oil lamps in the room, the innkeeper said with a fawning smile, "This is the best we have."