"Welcome, Momon-sama. For choosing to grace us with your presence during your visit to the Empire, I wish to express our very deep gratitude."
The receptionist bowed deeply towards Ainz.
"No, please don't worry about it, for now I wish to stay for one night."
"Understood. To begin, please sign here at the guest register."
Ainz smiled underneath his helmet. Having practiced writing down his name using the language of the Kingdom countless times, he flawlessly signed the paper after picking up a pen.
"Thank you very much. Now what kind of room would you prefer?"
For Ainz, all rooms were the same whether they were cheap or luxurious. However, as usual, he had an appearance to maintain.
It's not like I have a need to eat food, even if the accommodation didn't include complimentary meal I'd be fine with it.
Ainz suddenly thought about the foods that existed in this world.
A green-colored juice which smelled irresistibly sweet and delicious, a pink-colored food that looked like scrambled egg, carefully sliced cooked meat covered in a bluish liquid which made the meat look more tender and juicy. Every one of those mentioned dishes stimulated Ainz's curiosity, but unfortunately he wasn't able to eat them.
…Libido, appetite, and the desire for sleep. Despite the numerous benefits of having an undead body, many other important things were lost. How unfortunate. But on the other hand, the possibility of becoming immersed in bodily desires would be too high if I regained my human body.
Having imagined being in bed with Albedo, Ainz ended up tilting his head.
A boss that sexually harasses female employees — that was the image that appeared last in Ainz's head after his earlier imagination.
Even though Albedo proclaimed her love to me… how complicated. If only I didn't mess with the…
oh!
"Sorry for the delay. Any room that is fitting of our status would do…By the way, is it fine for us to pay using the Kingdom's currency?"
"That is not a problem. The exchange rate is one to one to begin with."
"Is that so? I will leave it in your hands then."
"Certainly. I shall begin preparing a room suitable for Momon-sama. In the meantime, please take a rest in our lounge."
Ainz saw that the arrangement of the chairs in the lounge were separated into small groups where the distance between each group was quite far apart. More than fifty seats luxurious enough for high ranking officials were available. Just the appearance alone made the chairs seem extremely comfortable. There were even minstrels softly playing music in the background.
"Everything in the lounge, including food and drinks, are complimentary services, please put yourself at ease and enjoy them."
In any world, as long as a certain amount of money was put in, corresponding amount of service would be returned. Even so, the services being returned here did not please Ainz at all.
"Understood. Come, Nabe."
Ainz entered the lounge with Narberal and chose the nearest chairs to sit down on.
There were a few other guests also resting in the lounge. The majority of them were adventurers. If high ranking adventurers could complete quests that paid generous rewards, their living standard would naturally increase as well and they could afford to live in hotels like this.
Regardless of where they were, be it the Kingdom capital or E-Rantel, all adventurers led the same lifestyle.
Ainz made sure that the adamantite plate hanging around his neck was visible for the others to see, so that they would become the topic of conversation amongst the guests at the hotel. It wasn't a bad thing to raise one's profile through this method.
While being conscious of the attention he was getting, Ainz opened the menu that was next to him.
Can't read it…
Ainz slowly flicked through the menu, even though he couldn't read, to prevent others from finding out.
Even though Ainz brought along the item that had previously been lent to Sebas which allowed one to read any language, in the current situation, it would be weird to suddenly take it out and use it.
"Sebas… and Tsuare…"
The image of Sebas along with Tsuare popped up in Ainz's mind when thinking about whether or not to use the item.
"Is something wrong with that woman?"
"Ah, no, it's not a big deal. I was wondering about how she is adjusting."
Although Ainz had handed everything to Sebas, he still had the obligation to ensure Tsuare's wellbeing since he made the promise to protect her.
"I don't think there's any problem. At the moment… because the head maid is currently under house arrest, Sebas-sama is personally teaching her the skills needed as a maid. After she has learned an adequate amount of proper etiquette, she will then study cooking and a few other types of work. We plan on teaching her a bit of everything until we discover what work she is most suitable for."
"Is that so? Well then, it should be fine leaving it to Sebas. Also, it's about time to release those two from house arrest… Albedo’s temper should have cooled off by now."
Narberal lowered her head without saying a word.
Noticing that their conversation had ended, a waiter quietly walked towards them.
"Have the two of you decided on what to order?"
"I'll have iced Makyatia. What do you want, Nabe?"
"I want the same."
"It's okay to order something that you like."
"No, I want to have the same drink. Oh, and also, I want milk to be added to mine."
"Certainly."
Having received the orders, the waiter bowed deeply, and left quietly.
Makyatia was a drink that looked similar to latte, and Ainz often saw it in E-Rantel. It smelled like latte as well. However, since latte and coffee also existed in this world there must be some difference. Nevertheless, Ainz would never find out because he could not consume any food or drinks. He had previously experimented by attempting to eat and drink, but the only results were that everything spilled out from below his chin without tasting anything. Not a single benefit was found.
The reason why Ainz chose this drink was because it was only served in high-class establishments.
It was probably the most suitable choice for the current setting.
While wiping away non-existent sweat, Ainz thought of the most pointless question to ask.
"Nabe… what does Makyatia taste like?"
Knowing that Narberal had tried the drink before, Ainz curiously asked her.
Narberal made an expression that showed that she was thinking. It was the kind of expression one would make such as when being asked what does coffee tastes like by someone who has never tried it once in their life.