He turned towards the restaurant, taking out the black slate he received after booking VIP room number two. The reason he chose the number two instead of one was simple. There were many stories of wealthy young masters booking the top room. Then some honest person also secured the first VIP room to impress his other half.
Sadly, the restaurant would end up asking them to leave. Because the rich have priority in these places. He even heard stories about where their girlfriend would stay with the young master. The following day she would return home filled with kiss marks and broken shoes, yet claim nothing happened.
This was how unique warriors, known as the Cuckold race, were born into the world.
Vincent walked forward; he wore an intelligent demon-style suit with a black top hat and looked dashing. His presence and charm filled the area and caused both males and females to watch him in awe. Silvari wore a black dress, and her light blue skin looked gorgeous. She took his right arm confidently, pressing her soft bosom against his elbow like a prim and proper wife.
—|Silvari: 'That's right, look at my wonderful master! He is so amazing both as a warrior and a man! Look at those pathetic men beside you who can't even provide a good meal! Heh!'
Felia wore a black dress with white chest material; the clothing was loose over her shoulders like a smock with a golden belt around her waist. She even put in fake contact lenses with a maroon colour. Tonight she looked more mature than usual as her high heels clacked on the ground while she leaned against his left arm, almost losing her balance. Her several necklaces jingled as they walked towards the high-class inn.
—|Felia: 'Wow… It's like the places mom takes us when we're eating outside the palace and disguise ourselves as dark elves.'
They entered the grand black doors with golden features. Inside the entrance was a rich wooden desk with a golden rip and lamb pattern. The three could see two beautiful elven women sitting behind the counter. Vincent matched them as they wore demon-styled suits with skirts and black waistcoats. The two gave a polite bow before a male attendant took their jackets and his hat.
Who wore a demon-styled female suit with black waistcoats and skirts and gave a polite bow before a male attendant took their jackets and Vincent's hat.
"Welcome esteemed guests to our braised lamb inn. Could you please insert your data chip into this device?"
A blonde elf with pink eyes pointed towards the tower-like gadget with a single hole and tray at the bottom. Vincent stepped forward, his arms so powerful he lifted the two light girls off their feet and placed the tickets inside the machine.
Bzzt!
— Three people, two female and one male booking name Vincent Schwartz, VIP room 2 - Overnight stay in the honeymoon suite, deluxe.
"Wow!" Felia gasped, then looked at him with beaming eyes of delight.
"Oh my! You are such a naughty man!" Silvari blushed and acted coy.
The two elven receptionists also blushed and felt envious of these women. However, they were professionals and passed back his card, which now contained two lines; VIP 2 - Overnight | Honeymoon Suite. Vincent smiled at the two women pretending to be coy women at his sides before taking back his card with a light pull. He noticed a number on the back of some paper but would throw it in the trash later.
—|Vincent: 'Sorry, if I want a booty call, then I would rather choose my women….'
A woman in a butler outfit appeared from the side doors; she gave a polite bow to him after seeing his card plate. Her face was heroic and fierce, with short red hard. She lifted her face and spoke with a husky voice.
"Dear customers, please follow me to your private room. You have selected the premium Buffett, which will be ready in one hour. The gentleman specified the wines you wanted to drink. So please enjoy the appetisers and entertainment! I am your concierge Melina!"
She was the first woman not to stare at vincent and only gave him a nod with a deep smile before she turned around and guided them into the restaurant. There was a corridor with two directions; the left would lead to the common dining area and the right to the ten VIP rooms, which varied in cost.
Vincent enjoyed the strange artwork on the walls. Some looked like those his mother stored in her basement; others depicted the usual mighty warrior or beautiful maiden. He liked the carpet most; this seemed identical to the one his mother had made from the high-level monster beast.
"Tonight, I would like to apologise; you seem affluent and probably wished for the top VIP room. It's a good thing you lack the arrogant nature of other young, rich men. It would be best to let your two beautiful wives stay in the room and avoid leaving. Inside the main room is the boy from the Kirchwey young master and his new friends from the Von Conzelmann family."
Her words stopped as they passed the third room and, two minutes later, arrived at a large black door with roses embedded in a silver colour; they flowed around a giant golden II etched into the wooden door. Melina placed a thick keycard into the door. It opened after a loud click.
"There were rumours his wife from the Conzelmann family slept with another man and fled to his house. He now meets with other rich young nobles to arrange a force to attack the man. How stupid. He couldn't win her heart fairly and now tries such pathetic underhanded means."
Melina seemed to dislike Dirk quite a lot. Her eyes narrowed, and she seemed to resent nobles and wealthy merchants. However, this was nothing to do with Vincent. He walked into the room and wished to enjoy the meal, so the words slipped from his mouth. "Well, it's not my fault. She was too beautiful, so I slept with her. Haha!"
"Eh?"
Silvari and Felia followed into the room and nodded to the stunned Melina. They then jumped onto the black leather couch that travelled around the room. A huge wooden table in the centre filled with snacks and a bottle of sparkling white wine in a bucket of ice.
His cute ice spirit grasped the bottle and gulped down the fruity flavour. She loved wine as much as Vincent, choosing the fruity and light flavours, as she hated dry wines with acidic tastes. Felia looked at the bottle, which emptied too fast before it slammed on the table with a thunk.
"Ah!? I wanted some! You are so greedy! I will Mmmmph!?"
Vincent didn't want his cute girls to argue, so he took a smaller bottle and took a small mouthful before enjoying the sharp, tangy taste. It could be lemon-based with a slightly smokey texture. He walked over to Felia, whose elven ears flopped in sadness; before she finished, he gently covered her lips and fed the warm wine into her lips with a slow kiss, his tongue pushing the drink into her mouth as Silvari sucked on his tongue with an enraptured face.
"Wow... Kids these days..."
Malina stood shocked as she watched the blue-skinned woman with a beautiful horn giggle. There was no jealousy. She did the same as the man, but fed him the wine this time. Her lips felt dry as Maline gulped down. Three beautiful people performed a three-way kiss. He kissed the elf, the blue girl kissed him, and then he kissed them both before refilling the wine.
When she turned away, she saw the two women reaching for the man's enlarged crotch, pulling his shirt open and ripping the buttons off. They were so crazy. She quickly shut the door, her battle-hardened face now filled with blush and her heart racing.
"That boy was so damn attractive..."
As she left the room, a drunken male slammed into her chest. She looked up to see the male she wished to avoid. He was Dirk Kirchwey, who seemed a little intoxicated with two men beside him and several guards.
"Hey, ugly, scarred woman! Where's that hot elf and demon girl? My friend said they were with some loser with red hair! Tell him we want to spend the night with those girls! I'll give him ten silver coins."
—|Malina: 'You dumb cunt, he spent over two gold coins to spend the night with them. What can your pathetic ten silver do? Also, that bulge is more than double your size; I feel bad for you... Wait... That's the guy who made this boy a cuckold...!'
"Hahaha, no wonder! No wonder!" Malina laughed at the boys before she walked off, no longer caring. She just wanted those idiots to be slaughtered if they entered that room. That boy and the two girls gave her a sense of fear.
"Despite being younger than me, I don't think I could beat any of them in a duel without losing an arm at least... A former sword saintess... What a joke."
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