Chapter 226: Gunshot Wound in the Back
Aihua specially confirmed it and found that the receptionist was not fooling him - there was really no hot water in the room.
Not only was there no hot water, but there was no way to even boil it. There was no stove in the room, and no place to shower.
...After all, it was the Avalon of sixty years ago, so it makes sense.
Judging by the fact that they can serve hot dishes, at least the kitchen can still boil water. It's just that they don't serve it to guests... Most likely they still use wood.
Aiwass was deeply aware of what a great thing Queen Sophia had done - without the popularization of alchemy, the equipment in the rural areas of Avalon would have been no different from that in the Middle Ages.
There are no lights, no phones, no hot water... The rooms don't even have gas stoves. The price of fireplaces is not going down at all.
Fortunately, the body Aiwass used was quite sturdy, and they would not stay overnight, so there was no need to worry about catching a cold or fever.
Fortunately there were clean towels in the room.
Aiwass tried to use illumination magic to help Daiya heal her body.
As expected... Wei Zhe's ritual was indeed very demanding, and Aiwass was completely unable to perform the Illumination Technique. Or rather, he simply didn't have the mana in him.
...Tsk.
That's right, if he could use illumination magic, the quest wouldn't require him to find medicine.
But Aiwass was not in a hurry. He had only recently acquired his supernatural powers and was not yet in the habit of relying on them too much.
Unlike those senior superhumans who are already accustomed to the existence of supernatural powers, this may be Aiwas's strength.
He first dried his "daughter" Daiya's hair, letting the sleepy, listless girl rest under the quilt. He then wiped his own body, squeezed the water out of his hair, and put on his underwear.
——He had checked when he entered the room before, and there were no pajamas provided in this room either.
"This shabby hotel really doesn't have anything..."
Aiwass complained that there wasn't even any hot water to drink - but he did find a barrel of light wine.
This surprised Aiwass very much.
He turned the tap, poured himself a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.
Aiwass smacked his lips.
Surprisingly, even from Aiwas's culinary aesthetic point of view, the taste of this wine is quite good - considering the poor service provided by this hotel, it is already the best quality among them.
"Let's just deal with it this way for now."
Aiwass made up his mind.
He drank two more glasses in a row and felt his body slowly warm up. Although he knew it was just an illusion brought on by the alcohol, at least he felt better. He hadn't had water in a long time, and his throat was dry. Using a low-alcohol drink to quench his thirst was better than drinking plain water.
He hesitated, not knowing whether he should feed Dai Ya some wine.
But he quickly changed his mind.
I could just ask the front desk for some hot soup. And I might be leaving this floor soon...
But if you want to go out, you still need to find some clothes.
"...Do I really have to wear this?"
Aiwass frowned, looking at his wet coat, feeling a little overwhelmed.
He glanced at Agnes's travel bag, which was also wet from the rain, and he had no idea what was inside.
Logically speaking, no one would bring a change of clothes on a same-day trip...but let's take a look first.
But after opening the travel bag, Aiwas was surprised to find that there was actually a set of folded clothes inside.
There are shirts and sweaters. The styles are all very beautiful and the materials are also good.
Because it was folded up, the edges were a little damp, but it was better than the clothes on my body. At least it shouldn't be a problem if I wore it next to my skin.
"……Um?"
But when Aiwass unfolded the clothes, he found something unusual.
I saw some blood stains in the middle of the back of both clothes - and a small hole.
Aiwass reached out and touched it, then placed his fingers in front of him. A hint of red was clearly visible at his fingertips.
I don’t know if it’s because the rain wet the travel bag, but the bloodstains still look a little wet.
Aihua suddenly became serious and reached out to touch his back, but found that his back was intact and not injured.
"So..."
Aiwass muttered softly and turned the travel bag upside down, spilling everything inside.
There were also folded pants in the bag, which looked like the same coat he had used to protect Dai Ya before; there was also a large envelope with stacks of brand new White Crown coins leaking out of it; and there was a silver pocket watch of exquisite style.
Aiwass snapped open his pocket watch.
The hands pointed to 5:11.
It should be five o'clock in the afternoon, Aiwass thought.
And, if that's the case...
Aiwass searched carefully in his bag and soon pulled out a gun from his folded pants.
……really.
He put on his clothes and pants first, and when he felt his body gradually warm up, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he sat down and began to study the gun.
It was a rather exquisite revolver, holding five rounds. The handle of the pistol was partially decorated with silver carvings, intricately engraved with Elvish runes.
In his dream, Aiwass couldn't access his dashboard, nor could he see the equipment's attributes. He didn't understand alchemy, but drawing on his knowledge of ritual and demonology, he could roughly determine... this seemed to be a special firearm for hunting demons. It dealt higher damage to dark-attributed phantoms.
How could a teacher have such a thing?
He swung the revolver to the left and found that a bullet had been fired, leaving a disc-shaped brass residue.
Aiwass spun the wheel thoughtfully, lost in thought.
“…remembering who I really am.”
Aiwass thought of the mission "The Real Me" and frowned slightly.
My memory... No, should I say there's something wrong with Agnes' memory?
He stared at the gun in his hand, and suddenly heard a very soft voice from behind: "Dad...?"
"...Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"
Aiwass turned his head and put the pistol on his waist.
I saw that Dai Ya had opened her eyes and was curled up in the quilt, looking at me.
She was a little girl with soft brown hair and blue eyes. She looked timid and cute.
He said gently, "Are you feeling better, Daiya?"
"Yeah. My head doesn't hurt as much anymore..."
The girl said timidly.
"You still need to rest. Stay in bed while I get you some hot soup."
Aiwass said this as he packed his changed clothes into his bag. He shook his leather coat vigorously, shaking off the water. Then he put the coat on, covering the hole in his back, and hid the gun at his waist.
Then Aiwass opened the door and left the room.
By this time, it seemed that quite a few people had arrived at the inn. When he left, he saw someone arguing next door... They were even arguing with the door open. A young woman was standing at the door, arguing with someone inside.
They saw Aiwass push the door open and the quarrel ended immediately.
The woman looked at Aiwass with some caution and distance, then immediately walked into the room and locked the door.
Aiwass raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
He stood quietly at the door and listened for a moment, his tall figure casting a shadow of silence. There was no sound in the room, not even a whisper.
--interesting.
Aiwass grinned, chuckling silently, and then walked downstairs with confidence.
(End of this chapter)
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