Steampunk Era: Mad Abield
Chapter 501 - Three Hundred and Thirty-Eight: Imagined South with Beaches and Sunshine (Part Four)

Chapter 501: Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Eight: Imagined South with Beaches and Sunshine (Part Four)

This is a magical city.

Capella Salmon stood in front of the towering floor-to-ceiling windows, looking down at the city beneath her feet. This was the newly established hotel by the Malin Group.

The name is quite strange—The Five-Star Hotel.

The hotel’s flag was painted on the side wall of the hotel, with a large five-pointed star at the top, and beneath it, four smaller five-pointed stars pointing towards the larger star with their tips.

It is said that this is the symbol of The Five-Star Hotel, and it seems that it would also become the symbol of the Malin family.

Although it seemed somewhat inexplicable... whatever the powerful use is always right.

Furthermore, Capella heard that when Malin spoke of this hotel, he did so with pride, claiming—this would be the most perfect hotel in the world, providing the greatest pleasure to everyone. Perhaps times will change, and this hotel might be surpassed by later establishments, but it will still remain the most important presence in the hotel industry because it will be the first in this world to face a hotel that can satisfy guests to the greatest extent.

One must admit, Malin Gaiate was not wrong.

Capella was very satisfied with this hotel—she could even say that, having traveled the Western Human World for nearly twenty years, she had never encountered such service.

Every waiter wore a smile—that kind of confident and respectful smile, not the obsequious grins plastered on the faces of the servile. All your reasonable requests would be met with the utmost speed, and sometimes even when you forgot, they would still bring everything you needed to your front.

Exquisite food, perfect rooms, huge windows—gazing down at the city from the height of the fifteenth floor, feeling like an emperor perched high above.

It was said that every one of them was personally trained by Malin. To Capella, this claim might not hold literally true, but whoever trained them certainly had methods that could only be conceived by someone like this miracle child.

An era had been transcended indeed.

Capella Salmon was a Transcendent, and she had reviewed all of Malin’s files. Whether it was his early maneuvers or his bold moves later on, they all revealed operations that only a child of miracle could execute.

What can the commercial guilds use to contend with him, not to mention who stands behind him?

One is the God of Justice, the greatest among the Rightful Gods, and the other is the War God, the most formidable among the Evil Gods. Even the Goddess of Harvest is maintained under the protection of these two mighty divine powers.

The Trade God of the commercial guilds simply has no way to compete.

Only insignificant mortals would think of going against the current, inscribing stupidity on their faces, and courting death.

Capella would not be the one to pull chestnuts out of the fire for others. She came here this time to secure a new dock for the guild’s fleet in Carterburg—the city had already attracted a lot of attention. The great tree in the North City District, any Transcendent who has surpassed level five could feel its magnificence.

This is no longer a Transcendent plant. The Astrologers in the guild have confirmed it’s a divine plant. Once it reaches maturity, its root system’s projection will even invade the Subspace. Within the area it dominates, the Subspace will be split into two layers—the Deep Subspace remains unchanged, while in the shallow Subspace densely interwoven with roots, any non-Chaotic being can traverse safely.

Deep Divers have already confirmed at least three root points in the Subspace; it is said that in these areas, even the Great Demons of Chaos and the anointed champions of the gods struggle to survive because the environment has completely changed.

This colossal tree before her eyes, although not yet fully grown, will clearly become the fourth such point.

Under its influence, Carterburg has not seen a spirits’ attack on humans for nearly a year. The majority of spirits’ attacks on humans occur because humans invade their living space, or in an extremely hungry state, attacking humans.

Ordinarily, the spirits have begun to consciously stay away from humans, and it is said that under the tree, herds of herbivorous spirits rest every night.

As for ordinary small animals, they are even more numerous.

This giant tree is affecting the temperament of the spirits in this area, making them more peaceful. Usually, only a Legendary Druid or above would have such ability, so such an occurrence is fortuitous and not to be expected.

This is why the commercial guild wants to establish a new dock here—it’s wise to have multiple retreats, as sometimes one must think for oneself.

As for the Salmon family... Capella had already picked out a small building in the original North City District. The previous owner had built a large house in the new city district, and he put up the small building for rent, but the amount of money Capella offered was significantly more enticing.

With such a building, even in the face of the Tide of the Dead, the Salmon family will not be rendered homeless.

Because such a city will definitely be the safest region and the strongest fortress in the entire Western Human World in the future.

It is said that at tonight’s banquet, Mayor will also invite Lord Malin. Hopefully, it will be a pleasant meeting.

Capella has no doubt about this—young men’s preferences, is there anything she doesn’t know?

If he doesn’t know... then it doesn’t matter.

With this in mind, the lady smiled and glanced at the air conditioning control next to her. She adjusted the temperature control panel with her Spiritual Energy.

If he doesn’t know, she can teach; what he doesn’t understand, she can also teach.

After all, in this colorful world, there is always no shortage of great benefactors like her, who guide and nurture with a caring hand.

.........

Capella’s private life is quite indiscreet.

As the Capital’s know-it-all, Faye’s reminder made Malin shift his attention away from the woman who walked through the main gate: "How so?"

"She has seven children," Faye said.

Malin was taken aback: "What about having seven children? It only means she has more, right?"

"The children have seven fathers," Rewo added.

What’s this all about, Malin thought, as he rubbed Rewo’s head: "Is this really the rumor in the Capital?"

"Yeah, the rumor in the Capital even says she’s a witch, and any man who touches her will live decades less," Rewo finished, and his cowlick sprung up again right after Malin had pressed it down.

"I think she looks a lot like our Church mentor, she seems very strict," Jessica offered her assessment.

"Doesn’t seem like a good person," Lillim frowned.

Maya frowned, and Matilda snorted disapprovingly.

Six to one, Malin couldn’t help but look towards Jessica.

The wolf girl looked helpless: "It’s all the smell of food, I can’t smell her scent."

Malin kept a straight face but was close to bursting out laughing inside—so you’re the only wolf girl who recognizes people by their smell.

With that in mind, Malin stood up with the mayor.

"Good evening, Mrs. Capella."

"Good evening, Mr. Mayor."

The pleasantries between two adults came to this, and the lady smiled as she approached Malin: "Good evening, Mr. Malin."

"Good evening, Mrs. Salmon," Malin nodded with a forced smile.

Then they shook hands.

"Regarding the recent issues between you and the Commercial Guild, on behalf of the headquarters, I hope you can forgive the mistakes of the subdivision members. Also, I hope we can get to know each other better," the lady spoke with a smile, her other hand covering the one Malin was shaking.

Malin nodded with a smile and withdrew his hand: "Mrs., you are quite right, there has indeed been a misunderstanding between us. Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, I would like to introduce you to my wives."

His girls stood up, looking delighted.

Malin could hear the lady next to him with the racing heartbeat.

Your little illusions and suggestions feel like child’s play to me. Has nobody ever told you that Malin Gaiate cannot be fooled by hypocrisy?

Probably not.

Finally, when introducing Faye, Malin could sense this lady beside him seething with frustration.

But she still greeted Faye very joyfully, proving that she was still quite reasonable. Thus, Malin began to seriously discuss intentions to cooperate—naturally, there was no need for him to talk personally; Clovis and Lillim were there to negotiate with her.

The little lamb and rabbit spirit gladly accepted Malin’s command—after all, they were good at it.

Mrs. Capella maintained her composure, although Malin could feel her inner fury. However, it seemed that the lady wanted to collaborate more, so when she began to introduce her daughter, Malin still felt moved by her determination.

But speaking of her daughter, although she was beautiful, she was just not Malin’s type—the brown hair was odd, her nose too pointy, her lipstick too dark, her eyes too lifted. She seemed friendly towards Malin, but in his opinion, the pride in her eyes... she didn’t seem to fancy Malin’s current height.

Of course, when she heard that Malin’s condition was due to a lineage issue, her face flushed, and she began talking about how cute he looked—please, if you’re going to lie, at least make it believable.

However, this was fine by Malin—he understood that lineage issues implied strength, and without it, he considered that he wouldn’t possibly engage in romance with a child.

In life, one must not waste time after all.

Still, this lady really was not Malin’s cup of tea. After exchanging pleasantries with the young lady, Malin turned to greet the various individuals who came to exchange courtesies.

Like her mother, the young lady had a thick enough skin and was crafty. Although Malin ignored her, she quickly joined in the conversation with the girls, even chatting with Lillim and Clovis.

This raised Malin’s opinion of her—this is what a Noble should be like, not dismayed by honor or disgrace, using everything as chips in the game for their goals. Mrs. Salmon and her daughter really were a clever pair.

But still, they were not Malin’s type, and he didn’t even wish to see them again in the days to come—considering the world is so vast, and the Supernatural Realm so small, it would be best to see each other as little as possible.

Better to forget each other in the vastness of life than to mistreat each other with words.

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