Belvoir Inn

Arthur walked across the lawn in front of the inn, along the cobblestone path, and around an ornate fountain, to the entrance of the Belvoir Inn. Several young girls walked past him with a smile and a smile, some with duffel bags, some with suitcases, and some with backpacks of travelers...... This is in stark contrast to him being empty-handed. Coupled with the gauze wrapped around his face, he looked like a mummy coming out of the pyramid, and people passing by couldn't help but look at it curiously, which made him a little embarrassed.

"Ahem." Arthur lowered his head slightly, coughing to hide the slight embarrassment.

Step up the white steps and you'll get a clear panoramic view of the Belvoir Hotel. The medieval building is made of red bricks, with a towering spire unique to the Gothic style, straight upwards, as if only the clouds are in the sky, giving people a sense of soul sublimation. Belvoir has seven floors, and the windows on each floor are boxy with white curtains. Towards evening, the lights were on in several of the rooms, and the pale yellow light reflected in the white curtains, and the occasional figure walking in front of the window added warmth to the building.

Arthur was about to walk towards the wooden gate, when a small doorman beside the gate obediently opened it for him.

It was a seven-year-old girl, dressed in a red doorman's dress, with her golden hair tucked back at the back of her head, with a slightly larger black hat, a small whistle on her chest, her small body covered by the dim street lamp in front of the gate, and dust floating on her shoulders, she raised her face and smiled brightly.

"Good evening, sir."

“…… Hello. ”

"Welcome to Belvoir Inn."

"Little girl, aren't you afraid of my face?" Arthur was quite curious, and the little girl looked at him with a look of peace and warmth.

"Don't be afraid." The little girl shook her head seriously, "The eldest brother may have been seriously injured, so he covered his face like this, and I was told that there should be no discrimination against the injured." ”

"Good boy." Arthur touched the little girl's head, "What's your name?" ”

"My name is Ogar. A doorman at Belvoir Lodge who is happy to serve you. ”

Ogar opened the wooden door and ushered Arthur into the hotel.

As soon as you enter the hall, your eyes suddenly open up.

In contrast to the medieval style of the exterior, the décor of the hall has added a modern element. Crystal chandeliers hang from the high dome, and a fully automated elevator at the other end of the hall. On the left side of the lobby is a café area for travelers, on the right is the hotel reception, and on the right there is a promenade that seems to extend to the more expansive courtyard at the back. The hall is lit with incense, the incense made by roses is calming, and Bach's "Variations in Equal Temperament in G minor" is played on the radio, which is particularly soothing and peaceful.

"Good evening sir, do you have any luggage?" A waiter saw Arthur enter the hotel and politely stepped forward to say hello, "If you have luggage, we can help you mention the room." ”

Arthur followed the prestige and saw a tall black man standing in front of him in a waiter's suit, the black man was tall and polite, but he was wearing a black mask, the black mask had been wrapping around his entire jaw, looking like a mask of biological weapons, which was chilling.

Arthur was stunned for a moment, and then found that the other party was quietly waiting for his reply, so he shook his head: "No, thank you." ”

Hearing this, the black man nodded and left.

(How could a hotel find such a person as a waiter?) ）

Arthur was puzzled, but didn't think much of it, and walked towards the front desk.

At the front desk of the hotel, a good-looking female receptionist was answering the phone. She was wearing a white dress, leaning sideways against the table at the front desk, holding a microphone in her right hand, playing with a telephone line with her left hand, wearing heavy makeup, and a little beauty mole at the corner of her mouth, which looked even more amorous.

"Sorry sir, the Belvoir Hotel is fully booked, why don't you come back next time...... Well? You ask when the room will be available" The hostess rolled her eyes and replied casually, "In a month, if you have nothing else to do, I'll hang up." ”

As she spoke, she really hung up the phone, not caring about the answer of the customer on the other end of the phone.

"There are so many calls, it's annoying." The receptionist pursed her lips and simply unplugged the phone line. She picked up a bottle of red nail polish on the table and continued to apply it to herself, seemingly completely oblivious to Arthur standing at the front desk.

"Uh...... Hello. Arthur had to speak up to get the other to notice him.

When the receptionist heard Arthur's voice, she suddenly realized that there was a big living person beside her. She exaggeratedly widened her eyes slightly and looked at Arthur: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, honorable guest, I didn't even see you here, it's really a slack." ”

Although she said this, she only measured her side and continued to apply nail polish.

"Do you have any orders?"

“…… I would like to ask, do I have a reservation? ”

After a pause, she raised her head, looked Arthur up and down, and put down her nail polish.

"What's your name, please?"

"Arthur."

"Wait a minute, I'll see." As she spoke, she opened a thick notebook and read through the records.

(If it is a system-arranged identity, then my current identity should be a traveler...... In that case, there should be a reserved room. ）

Arthur thought so, and looked up at the wide hall, at the stained glass, at the oil paintings on the dome of the hall.

(This should be the home of this game.) ）

"Mr. Arthur, you did book a room, in room 2434." The hostess raised her eyes to look at him, took out a key from the counter, and handed it over, "This hotel is still unlocked, you have booked a single room for one day and one night, please check out before noon the next day." It's dinner time, you can go down the corridor on the right to the restaurant for dinner and then go back to your room, today's dinner is French cuisine, free of charge, I hope it suits your taste. If you have any needs during your stay, you can use the phone in the room to ask the front desk and wish you a pleasant trip. ”

Arthur was silent and took the cold key, and for some reason, he instantly remembered another key, a key he had taken out of his stomach.

Arthur turned and walked a few steps, feeling a little confused, and turned back to the hostess.

"Miss, why don't you ask my last name? What if there were a lot of people named Arthur? ”

Hearing this, the hostess smiled charmingly.

"You're thinking too much, sir, the same code name, it won't appear a second time."