Chapter 230: Dragon Blood Inn (2)

"Hey, hand over the book."

In the small cramped room of the inn that the demons had handed us, Noa demanded something while leaning against a chair. Her hair which used to be tied in a single pony was now cascading down the chair while her feet rested well on the table.

I had the towel on my head and my shirt off. A simple shrivel-wooded bed and deep crimson sheets stood at the center while a small closet and table filled up the entirety of the room.

The windows constantly creaked from the sandstorm outside, but we were still good.

Noa had decided to go teach the demons a lesson when she first saw the room, but since this was the best already she quietened down rather well.

"Instead of reading go take a bath. You stink."

"What do you think would happen when you have to shit and sleep in the same place for a whole month, you punk."

"Oh god, you better have burnt whatever you left there."

"I did."

Ew.

What kind of picture was this bitch putting in my head.