That evening, Darius entered the suite with Gunner in tow. The suite was definitely first-class in Darius' opinion, just based on the room size alone. It had a set of five king-size beds arranged neatly around the room, with a few desks beside each bed as well as well-decorated nightstands.

The floor was carpeted in blue and smelled lovely. There was also a lounge within the room with various settees and even a love couch. In the middle of the lounge were a few glass coffee tables that were carved with floral designs painted in different colors.

At the back was a well-stocked bar as well as a mini kitchen in case the residents wanted to brew their own cocktails or prepare their own food. Darius passed through a large double door to enter a large bathroom with space for three tubs, two shower-like contraptions, and a lot of toiletries.

Gunner also explored the room idly and found himself dazed at the sheer opulence. Darius was satisfied with the high price for the rooms and hoped the food was good enough to make everything perfect.

Darius rubbed his chin. "Well Gunner, since dinner was already in session, do you want to join them down there or have me prepare something for you up here?"

Gunner rubbed the back of his head and said. "It would attract too much attention if I ate downstairs. My appetite scares people, I know. Besides, your cooking is palatable, Master."

Darius chuckled. Many times in the wild, Darius would handle their food himself since he had the cooking skill. Even though it was level 1, the knowledge it came with was comprehensive enough that Darius used it quite often.

Also, it has the added bonus of making any dish he cooked 5% tastier than it should be. This boost was just enough to - as Gunner said - make Darius's dishes palatable.

Darius walked over to the closet and removed his clothes down to his undergarments to show that he was also wearing a skintight polymer just like Gunner. He had added one to his person after seeing how snug it was on the large lad, not to mention its great stats.

Darius faced the same problem as Gunner with his body too well outlined by the polymer, but since no one else was here, neither of them could be bothered.

Darius checked the ingredients they had in store and noticed that the pantry here was also stocked with some basic stuff. With what he had, Darius prepared a dish of plain rice, tomato stew, and meat.

Darius put a dainty plate of a single serving down for himself and placed a small bucket before Gunner. He also put a small bottle of water before himself and fetched another bucket of drinking water for Gunner.

The disparity in sizes from person to food quantity was truly comical, but this was the growing norm between the master and servant duo. Without praying over it or going on any ceremony, the duo dug into their meal.

Believe it or not, Gunner managed to finish everything up before Darius, who ate meticulously out of habit. In his old age, he could not eat too fast lest he choke and peg off before his kids were ready.

Once done, Gunner went over to a bed and tried to sleep but Darius forced him to take a shower before bed. After doing so, the large lad plopped onto one of the comfortable bed nearby and was out like a light.

Darius himself went through his inventory and pulled out some items he had been keeping and forgot about, like his Short Warp Scrolls, The Berserk Potion that fell from the troll, and the monster carcasses.

Darius realized he needed to deal with this stuff, and decided to do so tomorrow. For now though, he walked over to the desk beside the bed he chose for himself and saw a neatly placed guidebook.

Flipping through, he saw many services available, including the pleasure ones. There, it had a list of willing workers, their portraits as well as their requirements/preferences and services.

Darius saw some interesting looking women with nice proportions and good looks here. He was even surprised to see that the service allowed for one to contact external brothels and ferry their escorts here.

Darius looked through and found a girl that suited his taste. According to her bio, her name was Emily Wushe and she was 19 years old. She listed her preferences to be handsome boys who were at least 5 years younger than her.

On earth, she would be one of those older sister cougars Darius often saw in anime, the ones who looked good enough to get any guy they wanted but strangely chose young boys as their targets.

It made a bit of sense to Darius, as for most people, they were not satisfied with typical sex and developed strange fetishes in order to satisfy their cravings for debauchery.

Well, he chose Emily in the end because she had the body proportions he liked, she was above the age of 18 and she was attractive enough. Also because he satisfied her requirements as well.

As for the price, it wasn't really an issue and Emily only took 120 bronze per service. While that might seem steep, it was one of the cheapest among the lot.

For same-sex offers, they were almost 10 times the price of opposite sex offers, telling Darius that Fallon Continent - and maybe the entirety of Faust - didn't look too fondly on such things.

Darius eventually followed the instructions in the manual to summon the Emily girl. In about 5 minutes, there was a gentle tap on the door.

Still in his polymer armor, Darius walked over casually and opened the door to see that Emily had arrived. Just as he had seen in the guidebook, she was tall, slim, and with an hourglass shape.

She had dark lips, blue eyes, and black hair. Her skin tone was similar to Darius himself, a light caramel color.

Once Emily set eyes on her client, her eyes flashed with excitement as she bowed demurely and greeted.

"Good evening, My Lord. My name is Emily Wushe, and I am here to service you tonight."