As her cloak swept across the low wooden cabinet by the terrace, the few scratches embedded in the resin coating on the cabinet surface shone slightly - these were the sloppy signatures left by generations of guests with daggers, and the hotel had repaired them with resin.

Looking at the bedrooms on both sides of the living room, the layout is basically the same.

The gray-white linen bed curtains were tied at the four corners with copper hooks. A hand-woven blanket was placed on the coarse sheets. The mattress was also very soft, and there was a faint plant fragrance lingering in the bedroom.

"Although the sheets and quilts in our hotel are made of ordinary cotton and linen, they are scented with lavender after being washed every week."

The landlady lifted the bottom straw mattress, revealing the moisture-proof cedar planks underneath. "And you don't have to worry about the bedding getting damp."

"The kitchen is behind the counter on the first floor. If you stay in a suite, we provide breakfast every day."

After a quick tour of Chunhui Hotel, Mark and Monica couldn't find any faults from the bedroom to the bathroom.

The only thing that Monica regretted was that guests were not allowed to cook in this suite with a fireplace.

Otherwise, this would be the perfect place for Monica to stay.

Of course, in the end, the two of them did not look for other taverns in Osborne Town. They just prepaid a month's rent and settled here temporarily.

Four pheasants bought from the Grizzly Bear Tavern were handed directly to the proprietress as tomorrow's lunch.

Then each person chose a room. After drinking the holy water prepared by Mark, Xiao Mu was carried to Monica's room, and he was completely separated from his master Mark.