“Why make a big deal out of it”

With his arms spread wide, Cliff let out a tired yawn as he left the stand structure they prepared for his arrival, along the way they had so many creatures along the way, that They didn't have time to relax.

Once he thanked them for their welcome, they turned away from the stand one by one, gradually returning to their posts. Cliff took this moment to be guided through the quarters they had set aside for him, awaiting his arrival.

He walked for a few more minutes before stopping in front of a large wooden frame house, its architecture looked rather fanciful to Cliff's eyes. He knocked loudly on the door and the door opened…

"I wish you a safe arrival, my lord!"

A beautiful lady in a long white tunic greeted him with a radiant smile, she had shiny fair skin, she was very beautiful but…

She was… very small.

Cliff, who was a man of six feet tall, had to lower his head to look at the smiling woman who was speaking to him.

He smiled back and quickly entered the room.

"My name is Taryl as a member of the dwarf clan it is my pleasure to serve you my lord!" She declared, with a determined face she took the lead, taking Cliff's coat and gun, leaving the young man confused.

"Don't be confused my lord," she reassured, her blue eyes were calm and focused on Cliff's well-built muscles.

"I think your bath is already ready!" She continued.

Cliff just responded with a nod, honestly it was uncomfortable to be treated like that, although he had already had that with the Ibara and elven clans, he spent too much of his time with the Orleth that he couldn't get used to it.

Although his family's economic situation was somewhat stable, it was not at the level of being treated as a young master. Being treated like a king all of a sudden made him uncomfortable. Being called master here and there bothered him to no end.

He had already tried to grant the right to speak to him to the clan chief and a few other people in particular, they formally refused under the pretext that he was their master and as such they would never dare during their lives to do such a thing.

Cliff followed the young lady into a corridor, she showed him the different rooms of the house in case he wanted something, knowing by complete chance that she would be absent.

"And this is your room, my lord," she pointed out, grabbing the lock on the door.

Once the door opened, Cliff was amazed by the difference in culture between these clans when they were separated by such a short distance, "how did that happen? » he asked "could it be the influence of the summoned?"

It is quite a luxurious room, a large bed, a wooden wardrobe and everything that was necessary for a room to make it quite comfortable, unlike his stay in Clan Orleth, he was served like a noble.

"I'll start by taking my bath, I would like you to prepare something suitable for tonight's event."

"I understand sire, so allow me to ask you to choose what you would like to wear for the occasion" she replied.

Cliff had stared at him for a few moments, a cold sweat ran down his forehead, he looked away slightly.

"I'll rely on your taste, I suppose such a pretty woman like you would know how to dress me properly for a banquet right?" Cliff called as he rushed into the shower.

One step, then two he entered the pool of hot water which spilled once he set foot in it, a larger quantity was spilled once which plunged the entire rest of his body into the water.

Cliff felt a gentle warmth against his skin, like a restful sleep, this bath also had a restorative effect, he had sustained a few small injuries along the way, Cliff circulated his mana under his skin and strangely, she felt gradually contained.

It was one of the things he had learned during his training, it was lesson but it was short but very informative.

He breathed a sigh of relief as he looked up at the ceiling, its structures were unknown to him, but he was oddly interested in how they made them.

While he was relaxing in his bath, Cliff had not noticed the time pass, Taryl had pointed it out to him, he got up quickly, put on a beautiful black dress with some embroidery on it and headed towards the door.

Once Taryl opened the door for him, he saw a group of people waiting to escort him to the banquet venue.

"Why are they making such a big deal out of it?" He asked himself while grinding his teeth.

"Let's just say I'll sort this out once we get to the banquet!"

He smiled and followed them wisely towards the banquet venue.