webnovel

Demonic Temple

One of the Tengus asked in a stern voice, "what is your purpose here?"

Aren hurriedly took out the [Mark of Yakum] from his inventory and showed it to the Tengus.

Seeing the black card with golden patterns, the Tengus hurriedly retracted their spears and bowed towards Aren, "so it's a bearer of great Yakum's mark. Please forgive us for our disrespect."

...

Aren was invited to tour around the demonic temple for a while, and after that, they even let him use the hot spring, which swept away his exhaustion of traveling.

An hour later, Aren was comfortably sitting on a fluffy mattress wearing a kimono-like robe and eating delicious food at the low wooden table in front of him.

As soon as Aren finished eating, the temple head entered the room as if he knew that Aren had finished eating.

The temple head of this demonic temple turned out to be a middle-aged human with lush black hair that reached his shoulder.

"How was the food?" The temple head asked with a gentle smile.

Nächstes Kapitel