章節 219: Budding frustration

The rooms at the inn were just like the inn itself - spacious, comfortable, and full of pieces that, in the modern world, would pass for artsy luxury, while in its spiritual counterpart, couldn't be considered as anything better than just standard furnishing.

The vibe of the room itself was pretty exotic, eastern, full of figures hidden in shapes that told all sorts of stories to a keen-eyed observer.

Once I looked beyond all the elements foreign for a modern human like myself, however, this room turned out to be pretty... standard, if not slightly sub-par.

There was no bed, with merely some comforters stacked directly on the floor to serve as a substitute. The windows, while giving a nice view at the gardens outside, also allowed anyone strolling through them to peer inside my room, robbing me of any sense of privacy.