NOVEL NEXT Chapter 173: Syr Flova
Chapter 173 - Syr Flova
This was a two-floor building.
The signboard hanging above the storefront bore several large characters that resembled English, but they weren't quite the same.
From the storefront, a strong aroma of wine and food wafted out, filling the air with its richness.
"The Hostess of Fertility," Mahiro immediately recognized the words.
Thanks to the system, Mahiro had no trouble understanding the languages of this other world.
As long as it was used for everyday communication, Mahiro could understand it effortlessly.
It was a very convenient passive ability.
Of course, if the text involved unique symbols or ancient scripts, he wouldn't be able to read it.
That would require special tools or items from the system mall.
"Is this a tavern?" Mahiro mused, a faint smile on his lips.
The Hostess of Fertility—this name was no stranger to him. It had appeared many times in the anime and was an important location.
Moreover, the tavern's residents were far from ordinary.
"Wait, what?"
Suddenly, Mahiro felt a chill creep up his spine, as if someone were watching him intently.
His body stiffened instinctively.
With his sharp intuition, Mahiro was sure the gaze was coming from behind him.
He spun around abruptly, but the moment he did, his vision blurred for a split second.
"Ouch!"
A startled cry broke the silence.
Mahiro looked down and saw a girl in a maid outfit sprawled on the ground, barely half a meter away from him.
It seemed she had fallen, startled by his sudden movement.
"Ow, that hurts," the girl muttered, frowning as she propped herself up with one hand and rubbed her buttocks with the other.
Her cute, youthful face was scrunched in pain.
Mahiro stared at her for a moment. He could have caught her before she fell, but he didn't.
After all, he recognized her.
Her silver-gray hair was tied into a single ponytail, and she wore a maid's headpiece styled like delicate lotus leaves.
Her skin was as white as milk, and she radiated the charm of a girl-next-door.
Her name was Syr Flova.
However, her identity was shrouded in mystery.
Some speculated that Syr was the child of Freya Familia, while others believed her to be Freya's Clone.
Before Mahiro transmigrated, Syr's true identity hadn't been fully revealed in the anime.
But now, seeing her in person, Mahiro leaned toward the latter theory.
After all, the chilling sensation of being watched earlier was likely connected to Syr.
Otherwise, the timing would have been far too coincidental.
"Sorry if I startled you," Mahiro said calmly, bending down to offer her a hand.
Syr reached out, and Mahiro helped her to her feet.
"I was in a hurry and didn't notice someone in front of me. I should be the one apologizing," Syr said, lightly brushing dust off her skirt.
She gave a playful yet apologetic smile.
Mahiro couldn't help but think: 'Women can lie so smoothly.'
"By the way, are you planning to go into the tavern?" Syr asked, tilting her head slightly.
"Yes, I was thinking about it," Mahiro replied with a nod.
"Then don't just stand out here. Come in with me," Syr said with a wink, grabbing Mahiro's hand and pulling him toward the tavern.
Mahiro let her lead him, though his expression turned a bit odd.
Wasn't this woman being overly familiar?
Still, he shrugged it off and followed her inside.
The moment they stepped in, the lively noise of the tavern filled Mahiro's ears.
The establishment was furnished with wooden tables and chairs, and customers of various races filled the room, chatting and laughing over their meals and drinks.
Despite their differences, they all seemed harmonious, seated across from one another, enjoying the lively atmosphere.
Amidst the crowd, three maids dressed like Syr moved gracefully through the tavern, carrying trays of steaming dishes, frothy mugs of ale, and plates stacked with food for the patrons.
"This place is really popular," Mahiro observed with a faint smile.
"Yes, adventurers often come here in the evenings to eat and relax," Syr explained casually.
"Syr, you're back! Hurry and help me, nya! Without you, I would be so busy I'd lose my tail nya!"
A catgirl maid nearby, looking completely swamped, lit up the moment she spotted Syr.
"Don't worry, Anya, I'm here," Syr replied with a laugh.
"Guest, please sit here," she said, leading Mahiro to a quieter corner table.
The large tables in the center were already occupied by rowdy adventurers.
"By the way, what would you like to eat?" Syr asked with a sweet smile.
"Any recommendations?" Mahiro asked. Since he wasn't familiar with this world's cuisine, he left the decision to her.
"How about our tavern's signature dish? It's very popular—almost every adventurer orders it," Syr suggested kindly.
"Sounds good. I'll take your suggestion," Mahiro agreed with a nod.
"Alright, please wait here for a moment," Syr said warmly before heading to the kitchen.
Mahiro sat quietly, observing the tavern.
None of the patrons seemed familiar to him, though the woman standing behind the bar caught his attention.
Despite her short stature, her burly frame and commanding presence made her stand out.
That must be Mia Grand, the tavern's owner.
She was a former adventurer, a Level 6, and the former captain of the Freya Familia.
"Hey, kid! Were you the one holding Syr's hand just now?"
Mahiro's thoughts were interrupted by a loud voice.
He turned to see a demi-human approaching him, holding a large wooden mug.
The demi-human's flushed face made it clear he'd been drinking heavily.
Mahiro could only sigh.
Was he seriously about to deal with a drunk now?
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