Aezel and Lawrend entered the city without any problems.

"Interesting. So this is how humans build their cities."

Aezel commented as she walked beside Lawrend.

"Why? Shouldn't it be similar?"

Lawrend asked her as they found a carriage and rode it.

"Our cities are built with wood because, for us, wood is sacred as it provides heat during the cold."

Aezel explained to Lawrend.

"That's interesting. Coachman, lead us to the Mage Guild."

Lawrend nodded his head before instructing the coachman of the carriage. It was certainly a different culture altogether for the demons.

"By the way. Do demons really live in another world?"

Lawrend asked her in curiosity.

"Fufufu. That's right. It's a cold world. The sky is covered with a blood-red sky. The summer times are the only time when you can live comfortably outside."

Aezel replied to Lawrend.

"Then, how do you come here?"

Lawrend asked her one more time.

"Through the rifts in the world."

Aezel explained to Lawrend.

"Rifts?"

Lawrend repeated the term in confusion.

"Do you want to see? I'll bring you there if you want."

Aezel asked Lawrend with a faint excitement in her voice. She was eager to show Lawrend her world.

"Yes! If I have the time, let's visit the Demon World together."

Lawrend nodded his head with excitement. Visiting another world in another world is an interesting prospect.

"Fufufu. You're quite bold. What if the Royal Demons see you? Even I won't be able to protect you as they are as strong as a Grand Mage."

Aezel laughed hearing Lawrend's words.

"Forget about it then."

Lawrend shook his head at her words.

"If you become a Grand Mage, I'll take you there."

Aezel said to him.

"Alright. Let's do that."

Lawrend nodded his head in satisfaction. Another reason to get stronger was added to his list.

"We're here."

The coachman's voice sounded outside.

Aezel and Lawrend walked out of the carriage.

"It looks imposing."

Aezel commented as she looked at the huge castle-like building in front of her.

"Let's enter."

Lawrend beckoned her.

He then found the same receptionist again and had him call Olgar over.

"Oh, Lawrend. What is it?"

Olgar exited the door and looked at Lawrend in confusion. He was just about to cultivate when the receptionist called him again.

"Mr. Olgar, can you go to the inn with us? With you, they'll surely let me in, right?"

Lawrend asked Olgar politely.

"Sure. There's no problem. Wait, who is this maid beside you?"

Olgar nodded his head. He couldn't help but turn his head to Aezel who was standing behind Lawrend.

"It's my new maid."

Lawrend replied with a faint smile on his face.

"You got one this fast? Impressive."

Olgar praised Lawrend in shock.

"Y-Yeah."

Lawrend nodded his head awkwardly. It sounded weird now that he heard it from Olgar. 'He couldn't meet his other maids so he found another one', was what it probably looked like to Olgar.

"Anyways, I'll lead you to the inn."

Olgar said to Lawrend as he led them to the Phoenix-Dragon Inn.

Before long, Olgar, Lawrend, and Aezel arrived in front of the inn. The swordsman from earlier was still there. He rested his shoulder on the doorway of the inn as he watched the people going in and out of the door.

Olgar walked towards the door and ignored the swordsman.

When Olgar was about to enter the door, the swordsman quickly recognized Lawrend.

"Hey, you! You're back again!"

The swordsman pointed towards Lawrend in alarm. This time, Lawrend realized his mistake. He should have bought a mask for himself too.

"I'm with him."

Olgar stopped the swordsman with his hand from approaching Lawrend.

"You are..?"

The swordsman squinted his eyes as he looked at him. He then turned his head down towards Olgar's mage pin.

"A High Mage? So what's up with you bringing that boy inside?"

The swordsman asked Olgar arrogantly with his chin raised.

"I'm a High Mage. Don't I have credibility here?"

Olgar furrowed his eyebrows at the swordsman.

"So what? This is the Phoenix-Dragon Inn. Look at my pin. I'm an Army Sword equivalent to you, yet I'm just working here."

The swordsman said to Olgar arrogantly.

"I'll explain the situation to your manager."

Olgar replied to the swordsman.

"Only you. This kid is not going inside."

The swordsman said to Olgar.

"...Alright."

Olgar nodded his head reluctantly. He then turned around and faced Lawrend.

"I'll speak with their manager. Wait for me here."

Olgar said to Lawrend.

"Sure."

Lawrend nodded his head in approval. After all, it would be better to speak to the man in charge.

Olgar then entered the inn alone. As for the swordsman, he looked at Lawrend with squinted eyes.

"Don't you dare enter."

The swordsman warned Lawrend in a grim voice.

"I won't."

Lawrend felt annoyed hearing his tone but knowing that he was stronger than him, he let it go."

"Master, do you want me to attack?"

Aezel inched closer to Lawrend and whispered into his ear.

'M-Master?!'

Lawrend exclaimed inside his mind in shock at what she called him. Aleshia and the rest usually just call him 'Young Master'.

"You can't. You'll get us arrested."

Lawrend shook his head at her. Violence in the city is disallowed as one fight then a whole street might be destroyed. Adding the fact that this was the capital city makes it even more so a bad idea to start a fight.

"I understand, Master."

Aezel replied respectfully and walked back.

"Hm?"

The swordsman raised an eyebrow after seeing Aezel's actions. Though, he didn't hear what she said.

After waiting for a few more minutes, Olgar came back.

"Mr. Olgar, did it work?"

Lawrend asked him excitedly.

"I think you have to give up for now, Lawrend."

Olgar said to Lawrend with a sigh.

"W-Why?"

Lawrend asked nervously.

Instead of answering Lawrend's question, Olgar made way for a man.

"It's because of me! You are permanently banned from this establishment! If you can't tell, I'm a Hill Sword, an equivalent to an Arch Mage!"

A man with bulging arms walked forward arrogantly.