Chapter 316 Cooperation (3)

Chapter 316 Cooperation (3)

"So... Young Master, shall we return to the castle now?"

Hearing Akna's question, Lathel looked outside through the window. At this time, the people on the street began to gradually thin out.

"No, take me to the biggest brothel in this city."

"What do you mean..." Akna was startled and quickly said: "Young master, if you want, I and the other maids will try to serve you."

"The girls in that brothel are not clean at all, and besides... I heard that place is the lair of a group of Succubus, specialising in sucking the life energy of men."

"Young master..."

"Hahaha..." Lathel laughed happily, patted Akna's head, and said: "Don't worry, although I am greedy and like beautiful women, I know what to 'eat' and what not to 'eat'."

"But... the women there are not clean..." Akna continued speaking, her face carrying a hint of worry.

"That's right. I need their 'filth'." Lathel said, smiling.

Hearing that, Akna felt confused, but she also believed that the Young Master had some plan that could not be told to her.

"Ah! What is Rolen doing now?

"She is on a small quest at the Adventurer Centre, however..." Akna stammered: "Young master, she is very pitiful. In the past three days, she failed so many times that her mentality was about to collapse."

Lathel frowned; he also knew that the reason Rolen failed was because of his 'Comet' card.

However...

Lathel rubbed her chin, thought for a moment, then said: "Take her back to our castle; let her be my personal maid."

Hearing that, Akna happily said: "Yes, young master. I promise she won't cause you any trouble."

In fact, Akna also really liked Rolen. She was very innocent, a bit stupid, and also very honest.

Even though she is Alec's servant, Akna hopes that she can save Rolen from Alec.

Such a good girl should be for her young master, not a bastard like Alec.

Lathel nodded and continued: "Don't pamper her too much; let her do the hardest work."

"That..." Akna looked at Lathel in confusion.

"Akna, this is the psychology of a normal person." Lathel sighed and said: "If you pamper her too much, after a long time, she will think that those are things she can definitely enjoy."

"But... if you let her eat chilli every day and sometimes give her a spoonful of sugar, she will feel grateful to us."

Akna heard that and nodded: "I understand, young master."

"Do you think what I am doing is too cruel?" Lathel forced a smile, feeling that what he did was no different from that of a villain.

"No..." Akna shook her head and said: "Young master, I think you are very cool right now. In the living room, when you talked to Miconia, you were also very cool."

"However... I like it best when Young Master is gentle."

Lathel nodded slightly: "I know I can be gentle and kind to everyone, but towards enemies... I will never show mercy to them."

"Young master. No matter what you do, I will support you, protect you, and follow all your orders." Akna said firmly.

Even though her face didn't show much emotion, he still saw determination in her eyes.

"Ah! I want the servants to buy me something..." Lathel took out a piece of paper and used magic to write words on the piece of paper.

This was Lathel's first time going to a brothel in the fantasy world, and he was a little excited and curious.

Akna walked behind him, her eyes sharp like those of a hunting eagle.

Coupled with her face not showing any emotions, everyone around her was scared and did not dare to approach Lathel.

At this moment, an extremely beautiful girl walked in front of him. If this girl were outside, Lathel would have thought that she was a young lady of a noble family, not a prostitute.

Her makeup was quite light, making her look extremely feminine and gentle. The gentle perfume smell emanating from her was like a newly blooming rose.

She bowed respectfully to Lathel and moved gracefully like a true noble.

"I'm Volan, the manager here. Is there anything I can do to help you?"

Lathel did not look down on her. He nodded and smiled: "I am Lathel, a Duke."

"Ah! Duke Lathel..." Volan was a bit surprised, but she still maintained her composure in front of Lathel.

"Let's find a private place to talk first."

Hearing Lathel's words, Volan nodded and led him to an extremely luxurious room.

There were many delicious dishes on the table, some of which were even made from monster meat.

Lathel sat at the table and motioned for Akna to also sit next to him. Akna did not refuse this time; she sat next to him, thoughtfully preparing eating utensils for him.

"Duke, you..."

Lathel reached out, stopped Volan's words, and then began to enjoy the food here.

However, he only ate a little bit of each dish, his eyes constantly changing. Sometimes he was uncomfortable, but sometimes he felt a little satisfied.

Then he poured a glass of wine and drank it all. At this moment, he frowned, then spat the wine in his mouth into a small plate nearby.

Volan was startled when she saw this. She had prepared the best wine this place had, hoping this noble would like it.

But in the end... it seemed like she just made that noble uncomfortable.

Volan felt a little scared and worried, her body trembled slightly, and he took two steps back.

"Sorry, Duke. I..." Volan tried to calm down, afraid that her words would make the Duke even angrier.

Akna was different; she looked at Lathel with full confusion, but she remained silent.

Lathel was, of course, not angry; he came here with two purposes. The first purpose is to understand the brothel market.

Why didn't he look elsewhere for investment and business opportunities instead of looking for brothels?

That is the difference between modern people and ancient people.

He frowned, feeling that these dishes were a bit... too ordinary. No, there were only two dishes that he could temporarily accept; the rest were very difficult to eat and extremely bad, as if he were chewing straw.

Since he received the job 'Royal Chef', his requirements have increased a lot.

Previously, when he lived on Earth, he even found it delicious to eat spoiled fruits that people threw in the trash.

Now it's different; he eats dishes prepared by top chefs, sits in a luxurious room, and still feels unsatisfied.

However, he really felt that these dishes were bad.

Lathel sighed and said: "Can I meet the owner of this place?"