Rose Inn

The young Stuo gathered his courage and met Dago's sapphire-blue eyes, a radiant smile appearing on his face.

"I would be honored to serve you, esteemed Wizard."

"You can just call me Dago, Stuo."

"Yes, Lord Dago."

As Dago passed a two-story villa with a garden full of roses, he deliberately cast it a few extra glances.

There was a rune-inscribed fountain, a statue of an old man covered head to toe in thorns, and two beautiful, fair-skinned maids tending the roses in the garden.

Before long, Stuo led him through streets and alleys to an ordinary inn in the city's residential district.

When Dago saw the inn's signboard, he was inexplicably dazed for a moment. He subconsciously recalled that nameless Wizard Inn in Aina Town.

Dago remained silent, lost in those brief memories.

"Lord Dago," Stuo called.

Only then did he come back to his senses.

Rose Inn.

Several glowing rune crystals were embedded in the signboard, but unfortunately, quite a few had cracked, their dim colors mixed among the rest.

This was the lodging Stuo had brought him to. Dago asked, "How much is the monthly rent?"

Stuo's expression turned serious as he replied, "The usual daily rate here is one Low-Grade Magic Stone per day. Monthly rent is twenty Low-Grade Magic Stones."

As Dago listened to Stuo's explanation, he could not help but sigh inwardly. Compared with the monthly rent at the Wizard Inn in Aina Town, this place was even more outrageous.

But Aina Town had only been a remote backwater. Now he was in the Thorns Ring, within the Protection Rune of a Rune Magic Array.

Just entering the floating city required a Mid-Grade Magic Stone as an entrance fee.

After giving it some thought, Dago replied to Stuo, "Eighteen a month. If that works,