Mage Manual-Chapter 196 - 172 Freyja extra_2

Chapter 196: Chapter 172 Freyja extra_2

“The fourth floor is the Natural Encounter Hall, where there are various common scenes, such as nurseries, classrooms, city halls, offices, streets, forests, libraries, elevators, bathrooms, treatment rooms, etc. All the staff there wear costumes appropriate to their scenes, and they wear work bracelets on their left hands. Guests can either change into appropriate clothing to role-play or just enjoy the services directly, but the disadvantage is that it can neither conceal nor soundproof things, so guests need to be a bit open-minded.”

“The fifth floor is responsible for providing services for special fetishes. Since they are quite special, it seems that guests have just finished eating, so I won’t mention them to not disturb your digestion.” The waiter pulled out a piece of paper, covering most of it and only revealing the first line, “The mildest service among them is this one.”

Freyja was fine, as she often browsed Veil to watch films and had stronger mental resilience, while Adela immediately turned pale and felt nauseous on the spot.

The waiter quickly put away the paper, held the back of Adela’s head, and gently kissed her lips. Soon Adela relaxed, and the waiter withdrew his hand, smiling and asking, “Feeling better?”

“Much better,” Adela touched her lips, slightly dazed, “So sweet…”

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The waiter smiled again and continued, “The sixth floor is the staff’s rest area, which guests are not allowed to access. So, which floor would you like to go to?”

Adela looked at Freyja, who thought for a while and said, “Let’s go to the third floor.”

“Alright.” The waiter pressed the button for them and noticed Adela inadvertently watching him, so he winked at her, “My employee number is 115, and I am available for requests. But I’m quite popular, so you’d better be quick if you want to ask for me~”

In the casino, where Adela had always maintained a composed demeanor, her face blushed, and after arriving on the third floor with Freyja, a waiter immediately took them to an empty room, handing them a palm-sized Knowledge Veil, with which they could filter and select their preferred staff according to their requirements.

“Any particular requirements for species?”

“Um…”

“What about length? Stiffness?”

“Um…”

“Any clothing preferences? Prisoner outfit? Hunter uniform?”

“Um…”

Adela, seeing Freyja unenthusiastically responding, asked curiously, “Why do you seem so disinterested? It’s as if you are losing face for Meiwa.”

“But I really am not desiring anything…”

The waiter kindly suggested, “If you can’t choose a mud tea that fits your taste, why not let the ones ready to serve come over for you to have a look? Maybe you’ll find the right one. Any broad requirements?”

Adela nudged Freyja with her elbow, “What does your guy look like?”

Freyja thought for a moment, “A human male, taller than me by a head, around his twenties, in terms of looks… not as good as me, always lazy, but he has a charming laugh and a handsome profile…”

Adela said, “Let’s select based on this requirement; some variations are okay.”

“Alright, Mimosa will strive to meet the guests’ needs.”

Soon, ten young and handsome ‘puppies’ lined up in the room; some had rugged good looks, white-haired and handsome, even wearing Hunter uniforms, as if they were Gerard working part-time after his shift; some were flamboyantly styled, with eyes twinkling like stars, just like stars walking out of a drama; some had a mischievous smile, teasing and defining the term ‘lover’.

Even Adela, whose thresholds were greatly heightened by gambling stimuli, felt her heart beat faster. Holding Freyja’s hand, she said, “I think the second one from the left isn’t bad, the third one too, the two in the middle look alike — they seem to be styled as twins, and… which one do you like, Freyja? Or wait, being Meiwa, do you want them all?”

“I think… none of them really appeal to me.”

Adela was slightly taken aback and waved her hand in resignation, “Next batch.”

“How about it, any you like?”

Shaking her head.

“Next batch.”

“The third one on the right has to be better than your guy, right? Even I’m tempted!”

Shaking her head.

“Next batch.”

Ten minutes later, Adela sighed, “Sister, my sister Freyja, what do you really want?”

Freyja looked down in thought, then looked up and said, “Adela, thanks for your concern, but I truly don’t have any interest. Rather…”

“Rather?”

“Let’s just cash it in.”

“Get lost.” Adela kicked her, “It’s rare that I treat you, and you have to be so difficult?”

Freyja laughed, “Since it’s rare to come here, you have fun, Adela. I’m going home to binge-watch.”

“You are from the Northeast Alliance, aren’t you?”

“Even if it’s not the ending I like, I still want to see it through.”

Bidding farewell to Adela, Freyja went back to the first floor, changed her clothes, and left the glitzy palace. She stood on the bustling street, under the majestic crimson Blood Moon, and neon lights painted the city with vibrant colors. The city was, as usual, entertaining to the death, and the buildings damaged in the 422 incident had all been completely restored. Fernand’s Blood Moon Judgement seemed not to have brought any change to the city; the Blood Moon had again become peaceful.

Yet, the event poster on the lamppost seemed to suggest that the wheels of history were beginning to turn.

The distance from her apartment was significant, and though Freyja initially wanted to take a taxi, she suddenly felt reluctant and opted for a nearby bike rental instead. With a chip unlock, she rode back home.