Saga of Atlantis

Chapter 26: Phoenix Perch

What makes a game genuinely unique? Every gamer out there has an answer to that question. Some games captivate us with carefully crafted world settings , while others captivate us with epic, mind-bending plots. Then there are the games that give us remarkable characters, each with their own colorful soul.

The game "Saga of Atlantis," was a four-part video game gem that take us on an unforgettable adventure.

Unfortunately, I could only play the first three parts before my previous world hit the fan, leaving the fourth part unrealised.

To truly appreciate the whole story, you'd need 3000 hours - and that's assuming you're one of those legendary individuals who have the back bone to spent this much time on it.

Its characters, world-building, diversified race, and battle sequence were its strong aspects.

But what I liked best were the Easter eggs scattered around the game's map, and here I am at the location of the first Easter egg of the second game, which didn't have any significance at first but played a vital part later.

When I arrived at the 16th Street junction, I came across a giant phoenix sign in front of the three-story building. I approach the building with careful steps around a bustling area.

The inside of the inn was quiet and warm; there weren't many people on the lower floor because it was working hour for most of the males in the city when I arrived.

A massive chandelier was suspended at intervals from the ceiling, and large wooden beams were stretched to support the structure.

A artwork of a phoenix flying in a mild crimson tone adorned the walls.

The hall is outfitted with plush, cushioned chairs and benches upholstered in textiles that reflect the phoenix's blazing flames. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Low tables are strategically placed throughout the space, enabling guests to unwind with a drink, a book, or spirited conversation.

'She's not even trying to conceal her identity,'

I couldn't help but grumble about the innkeeper; she's clearly making an effort to prove that she's related to Phoenix.

After another look around the hall, I began to make my way towards the empty counter. I pressed a small bell that was located in the corner of the table.

Looking around the hall one more time, I started to move towards the empty counter. There was a small bell placed at the corner of the table, which I pressed.

"Ringgg".

"Coming".

The voice of a lady from the inside of the inn came with the end of the ring sound, and a lady approached at the counter with a quick step.

She was a lady who appeared to be an ordinary lady, plain and simple, yet the way she held herself made her appear to be a confident lady with power and authority.

Her face was unassuming, but her figure was jaw-dropping.

Her raven-black hair fell to her shoulders, highlighting her gorgeous emerald-blue eyes, which sparkled with intelligence and kindness.

She was one of my favorite side character - lady

Sylvia Rosalind.

"How can I help you?"

She inquired, a pleasant smile on her face.

'She looks significantly different from her original look that I remembered'.

Despite her hair and eye color being the same as I remembered from the game, I believe her face had been altered by some kind of illusion magic.

"I would like to book a room here for a month."

I responded, which led her to raise an eyebrow.

"New adventure?"

She inquired, her gaze filled with curiosity, and I simply nodded.

"Very well, from looning and eating, it will be three and a half sliver coins a day, for a total of 105 sliver coins for a month; rounding it off will be one gold coin; is that okay with you?"

She asked me the question after giving me a quick explanation because new adventurers don't carry or produce this much money to rent this type of place, to which I simply nodded again.

"Fine by me."

I responded by reaching into my inner pocket and pulling out a gold coin from the inventory.

"Welcome to Phoenix Perch."

She responded with a lovely smile on her face.

"Can you please get me something to eat?"

I asked her again because I hadn't eaten anything since the morning and had been in the city for several hours.

"Of course, give me a moment."

She inquired before returning from where she had come—perhaps the kitchen?

Arriving at a seat in the corner of the room, I sat down immediately, relaxing my body.

[Will you tell me something? What do you plan to do in the future from here on?]

As I was lazing around on the chair, the lady in my head asked a question.

'I'm glad you asked; I've been getting sick of my inner monologue for quite some time'.

I replied to her as I sat down straight on the chair.

'But first, are you really not going to tell me anything about what happened yesterday?'

Before answering her question, I asked her one of my own.

[Haah...., fine, I will tell you everything that I can or everything that your current self can handle, but first answer my question.]

She replied with a sigh.

'Very well then, I am here to become the disciple of the inn owner, a.k.a. Lady Sylvia Rosalind.'

I replied to her, telling her the exact reason I had arrived at this inn.

[But why her? I know she is strong and all, but don't forget she is a ruthless person who is responsible for a genocide.]

Edda replied, reminding me of the thing that I am also worried about, but I will work it out somehow.

'I also know the risk of approaching her, but if I were given a chance to choose between an old man whose one foot is in his grave and a busty milf to choose as my master, I would choose the busty milf every single time.'

I replied to her before looking at the counter where Sylvia had brought my food with a smile on her face.