Chapter 136
The Floating City’s Guest House
Berneze’s guest house was much more grand than I had imagined.
It had apparently been designed by a famous dwarven architect, and it combined both the majesty of stone and the warmth of wood.
If I had to compare it to buildings in other worlds, it would be the Palace of Versailles or the Rokumeikan. Of course, I had never seen those buildings in person, but it was clear that a lot of money had been spent on making this.
The guest house had a large garden with flowers and a fountain. And there was much to entertain visitors.
Even Jeanne looked excited, and she was usually only interested in food. She picked up the hem of her dress and dashed towards the fountain.
“Amazing! Amazing! So much water is coming out!”
She was almost childlike. Eve looked at her with a disapproving expression. She was clearly not amused at the prospect of the dress getting wet.
She was about to go and warn Jeanne, when I asked her,