Chapter 65: [ Dungeon Setters ]
Alexander was looking out the window, on the fourth floor of his hotel located downtown.
It was entirely reserved for dungeon runners, every room running at half the price they would normally have. It wasn’t necessary to use them, but its proximity to the stadium made it convenient.
With his limited funds, there weren’t that many places to go to, and there was no way he would go back to the apartment.
The room was nice, a chandelier at the ceiling elevated the room’s otherwise simple decor. It wasn’t an expensive one but it fit the room’s aesthetics.
The walls were painted cream, while the lower half was covered with pale wooden panels, giving the room an old-fashioned feel. There were paintings on the walls, fake ones, but they looked good. They all depicted majestic landscapes, grassfields or mountains—all closely tied to the summer season.
Summer was long gone, now. He became a dungeon runner, and lost a few months sleeping in a cave, the cold breeze outside reminding him constantly that winter was around the corner.
He could see outside as the event planners were working tirelessly to setup everything.
The main entrance’s gate was getting assembled by a small team, as well as the various fences and tents that were all outside up front.
People would most likely queue up for tickets, and walk around the few stands underneath the tents for food, drinks or festival games that would be dungeon runner-themed.
"I can’t believe it," said Alexander.
He could feel Fae’s hand petting his back. His eyes were stuck on one part of the entrance, near the street where advertisement spots were being setup by the Dungeon Setters team.