Dungeon Inn

Chapter 3 - Lost in the Sauce

To recap the eventful dinner, while everyone was busy filling their stomachs and getting drunk, Mielle was planning his grand entrance. Using his funky skills, he was planning to descend into the centre of the room by passing through the ceiling. Long story short, his little prank worked, but because the subordinates were all drunk except a few, they thought that it was just a hallucination. When they woke up in the morning, however, they all swarmed Mielle.

Getting swarmed was a great way for Mielle to fully wake up. As usual, he was sleeping on one of his platforms, this time specifically the cloud bed. The maids and butlers cleaned him up and got him ready to eat, basically, everything was done for him. After filling his stomach, he prepared to stroll around the forest. Dane and Luce, the two combat instructors of the inn had determined the monsters of the inner ring to be weaklings, but of course, this was in terms of their monstrous strength. So since they were weak in the eyes of the two, of course, Mielle was able to beat them.

All the information he had received last night made him curious, so this time he wanted to go around the forest in person.

"Master, please at least take one of the bosses or the siblings with you." Million was worried for the safety of Mielle, forgetting that he was able to obliterate the entire continent overnight if he wanted to. The others also agreed, but considering the state the inn was in after a week, everyone was busy cleaning up and getting it back into the state it was in before. The vegetables that had been planted

"Milli, Dane and Luce determined them to be small fry, I could probably flick them away. Besides, just my aura keeps them away, I doubt I'd get hurt." Mielle was adamant about going around by himself, as if he were to stay, he'd just get in the way of everyone here lol. "I'll be back by sun down."

The maid and butler squad unanimously gave up on convincing him and said in unison, "Stay safe, Master."

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In order to experience how the humans would in the forest, Mielle restrained his aura to the minimum so that to the monsters, he would only seem like a regular human, except he was floating. He was also curious as to whether any races lived in the inner ring as those who witnessed it probably couldn't live to tell the tale. He heard that many races lived on this continent, from humans to elves to beastmen etc. It's just that he hadn't heard about his own race, the centennians. Apparently, it had been recorded in the churches around the continent that centennians were immortal beings that have roamed the land since the beginning of time, meaning that they have been seen before, but contact had become less and less as the land became more developed. So far, the church had recorded a total of six centennians, and are searching for the final and seventh one. Mielle wasn't dense so obviously, the seventh one was probably him.

The church had instilled into the people that centennians were the proxies of the Gods and that if one were to come across one, they were to be given the utmost respect. The last recorded sighting of one was centuries ago and now their whereabouts were unknown, so no one really knew what they looked like. Once he entered into this body, Mielle realised that apart from his own past memories, he seemed to have gotten some inherited knowledge and if the inheritance served him right, the other six were all pretty much as casual and laidback as he was and that if they wanted to, they would just drop by his inn to say hello.

So he went about his way to just float around the forest. He practised using his abilities against the monsters, though they weren't half as strong as his subordinates, which meant that it was quite boring for Mielle since they didn't put up much of a fight. But practice was practice and he wanted to get used to his body as soon as possible. In order to maintain the balance in the ecosystem, he only really killed a few monsters, but since the monsters in the inner ring have a higher IQ than others, they understood that he wasn't one to be messed with and stayed away.