22 Warm welcome part 1

While enjoying a bowl of fried noodles and mole rat meat a shady goon wearing a brown 4 button tweed collar tailored vest and light brown trousers noticed an old friend of his that disappeared over half a month ago. He almost dropped his bowl in delight at what he saw.

"Clement stop eating that honey glazed howler wing and look over there you see him don't you". Ross pointed at the old man that had beat up leather armor holding books and had a trash bag attached to his waistband.

Clement Green wore a similar set of clothes as Ross but his was dark green. He looked at the guy walking down the street for a bit before asking "ya so what's special about him".

Ross Wagner wanted to smack his partner for saying such a thing "are you blind or just stupid that's the guy our boss wanted us to keep tabs on all this time. His deadline is almost up and he doesn't want the guy to run away. You know the same guy we lost track of over 2 weeks ago and would have gotten shot for if our boss found out we lost him. You can't possibly be that thick in the head that you can't remember someone just because they wear different cloths". There was visible rage on Ross's face.

Clement had a look of stupefaction as his brain started working again " Son of a bitch its that guy, why the hell do you still have that bowl don't you have a few words to say to him too?". Both the men dropped what they were holding then followed closely behind the old man through the crowd.

...

"I made it" Desmond wanted to burst into tears at this point it took him so long to reach this place. On the way he saw a bunch of strange people that absolutely delighted him a man that looked like a dwarf from fantasies in my old world, a bipedal lizard, a normal looking woman with four beautiful insect looking wings on her back, a few men and woman with goat horns some even had hooves for feet.

This place has so many different kinds of races walking around but how is it so many of them look like creatures from my world's fantasies and myths. None of them existed on my planet so how could we have depicted them so accurately over the years. could we have come here at some point or could they have come to my old world? This is all very strange but, I honestly love it There's so much to explore here.

My home was a small apartment complex with about 20 residents inside it was 4 stories tall. It looked like a long rectangle, the building had glass windows with iron bars on them to stop thieves from coming in and what looked like an A/C unit at the top.

The neighborhood honestly looked like any other low income community except for the giant glowing crystals ever were with the occasional old fashioned car driving buy there were less of them down underground than above. It didn't give me the safest vibe for some reason.

I went up to the main door in the front of the building It was a heavy duty door just like you would see at a public school meaning it was an ugly and crappy door that didn't work all the time I had to wrestle with it just like I had to do at the Hunter's Bizarre before I decided to just kick it open.

I lived on the third floor of the building there was no elevator so I had to take the staircase. The apartment was in the middle of the hall on the right side It was numbered 3-12 as I approach the door I hear music coming from the door across from mine it sounded familiar to me.

The music brought back one of the old man's memories that I didn't like It was about the landlord that stays in the apartment across from me his name was Oleg. I didn't have the key to that room so I was gonna have to speak with him anyway.

I approach his door instead of mine when I hear the music he was playing in his room suddenly cut off, "he always did have good ears" I sigh reluctantly. The door swings open but, it was stopped by the chain attached to it. That's when the face of the landlord could be seen looking at me from the other side a little surprised.

He was human, pail skin had a ruff beard and mustache, a colorful button shirt half open revealing his hairy chest as he looked at me like he was sizing me up.

Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.novelhall.com for visiting.

"well look who I have here Desmond Gillies you don't call, you don't write, you don't pay rent. I was this close to kicking you out you know, had a buyer lined up and everything". He had his index and thumb close together as he demonstrated how close I was to being kicked out.

"I was at clover forest while I was there I lost my apartment key can you please open the door for me". I really want to end this quick my memory tells me this guy is unpleasant to talk to.

The Oleg opened the door allowing me to see his skin tight pants he was wearing as he leaned slightly back as he stood at the door making it look like he is kind of shoving his crotch at me."sure I can just pay your rent, I don't run a charity and your 2 months behind".

I don't really have much care for this world's money anyway since all I want is to study magic plus I need to learn more about the value of things so, I hand him 1 magic crystal and gauge his reaction.

He looked like wasn't expecting me to hand him a magic crystal "Is this for me so kind of you, you know as a landlord I'm only allowed to accept 10 mage stones to cover your stay for 1 year any more than that 1 would have to think your trying to bribe me, a bribe I'm willing to accept just so you know".

So, it takes 10 mage stones which is half a magic crystal to cover a person's stay for 1 year but, why 1 year? Those people at that book store said I could get 50-100 magic crystal for only 1 advanced monster core. That's like 200 years of rent such math would never work out unless not everyone is capable of killing those things out there and the weapons and other tools were equally as expensive or even more.

Makes sense you can't spend money if your dead and because magic exists here and they have those overpowered guns yet it's still so dangerous than what do the really dangerous beasts that they're scared of look like?

A better question yet how did that old man afford all the stuff in my bag? He got killed so easily yet he is loaded where did he get all that money?