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Chapter 35: Descendant of the Moon Goddess
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Chapter 35: Descendant of the Moon Goddess

The lair of the ancient dragon, Obadiah, was located in the north of Leta's Desolate Tundra.

That was the most desolate and dangerous no man's land in Leta. However, at the same time…

It was also the most strategically safe area.

Quasigods that roamed the mortal world could invade Leta from any direction and massacre the elves.

However, that was not the case in the north.

That was because there was an ancient dragon lair there.

The so-called lair was definitely not an ancient ruin that would only attract scavengers—there was truly an ancient dragon occupying the lair.

The Dragon Princess candidate of the Desolate Tundra, Obadiah, would repel all intruders who dared to barge into the territory.

Against the threat of the ancient dragon, quasigods would generally not invade Leta from the north.

Leta knew very well that the ancient dragon had no interest in the ants that lived next door to his house. Therefore, in order to conserve their troops, they decided to leave the defense of the northern border to the dangerous Desolate Tundra.

However…

It was also the reason why bandits roamed the northern border in the future, causing it to become a treacherous place.

Hela summoned a mount and traveled with Rayne.

After traveling till night, they arrived at a town. At this moment, Rayne suggested that they rest in the town for the time being.

Hela naturally had no objections to her boss's suggestion.

This was an extremely ordinary small town at the borders and not many people could even remember its name.

However, there was another name in this small town that was renowned throughout the entire northern border.

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Here, there was the most famous brothel at the borders, Miss Alice.

After entering the small town, Rayne arrived at the famous attraction at the northern border of Leta without a second word.

Hmm...

Hela followed behind Rayne, feeling a little surprised.

Was the prince going to squander money here?

This was way too strange.

After all, the entrance of Rayne's house was the most famous gold squandering cave in the mortal world, Dreamland.

Why would His Highness want to patronize such a remote place with poor quality?

Or…

Did His Highness have a crush on those elves?

Hela touched her ears and actually felt a little displeased.

"Your Highness, are you intending to enter for an experience?"

Rayne nodded.

"Ermmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... logically speaking, I don't have the right to criticize you,"

Hela reminded, "However, Your Highness, if you do something like this in Leta and leave behind a bloodline, it will be extremely troublesome."

That was for certain.

However, that was not the main point.

Rayne recalled the past. "The last time I came to such a place, I was only ten years old… Thereafter, at that place, I discovered Constance."

Suddenly, Hela was stunned. "Have you discovered something good again?"

It was as Hela had said.

Although Rayne's trip this time round was also to suppress the ancient dragon, he had to do a few more things along the way in order to plan for the future battle.

Rayne smiled. "In this remote and secluded place, there are always good things waiting to be uncovered. Let's go."

With that, Rayne brought Hela into the brothel.

Although Leta was a country of the elves, because this was a small border town, the composition of the people here was actually very complicated.

Humans and elves were the main population of this town.

Apart from that, there were also a large number of other races.

Most of them were fugitives and debtors who had left their hometowns. Coupled with the fact that the security at the northern border of Leta was weak, this place became a gathering place for illegal migrants.

Chaos reigned supreme in this small town.

However, there were still exceptions.

Upon entering the brothel, Rayne realized that the atmosphere of Miss Alice was peaceful and friendly.

The guests were refined and easygoing with polite manners. They were respectful to the prostitutes and all of them had friendly smiles on their faces.

Thereafter, Rayne looked at the most prominent spot in the brothel. Yes, it was clear that the peaceful and friendly atmosphere was all thanks to a war stone statue in the middle of the brothel.

He did not know what sort of a dirty deal the owner of this brothel had with the local Leta garrison to get her hands on such a thing.

In this small town at the borders, the status of a war stone statue was no different from the Imperial Guards in the capital.

In the eyes of the refined and easygoing guests…

Rayne saw another emotion hidden deep within.

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The desire to survive.

"Welcome!"

At that moment, an elven girl in maidservant attire came forward to receive the guests with a smile.

However, after sizing up Rayne and Hela, the elven girl immediately understood.

The two of them were definitely not normal people.

The elven girl smiled. "Seems like the two of you are honored guests. Please wait a moment. I'll ask Miss Alice to receive the two of you."

She left hurriedly.

Before long, another elven girl arrived before Rayne.

She was the walking signboard of this brothel and the origin of its name—Miss Alice.

It was a girl who looked to be around the same age as Rayne. She had long golden hair and purple eyes, highlighting the noble blood flowing through her body.

With her appearance…

The entire place turned resplendent.

It was no wonder why she was the walking signboard who drove the sales of the entire place.

Even among the elves who were known for their beauty, the girl's appearance was outstanding.

Her slender figure outlined a relatively conservative and smooth curve. Although it was not sexy, it was as moving as a work of art.

That devastatingly beautiful face would cause some pious elven nobles in the capital to kneel with tears in their eyes.

Her face resembled the final god of the elves.

Mithril Moon—[Compassion].

At the sight of this girl, Hela's expression changed as well.

It was truly amazing.

To think that such a pure blooded descendant of the Moon Goddess would not be worshiped in the divine hall by the nobles of Leta. Instead, she was reduced to a prostitute in a small town at the borders.