This place was filthy. Aiolos had never been to a place as rundown as this. Additionally, he'd always been used to sleeping in a more... orderly estate, although that changed the second the Daeceran manor fell.

Nevertheless, Aiolos smiled and nodded. "Guten Abend. Ich suche ein Zimmer zu mieten, falls vorhanden." He said, adjusting his spiky hair a little in the front.

What finesse! What dexterity! Such fine motoric skills were truly befitting of one honored with the title ‘Motel Receptionist’! However, Aiolos did not have time to watch this god among men at work. Lowly beings - compared to the receptionist - needed sleep, after all, and Aiolos was exhausted. “Danke schön. Hier sind 3 Nächte wert.” He said, laid out 90 euro on the table and grabbed the key.

(300 - 90 = 210)

As he walked towards his room, he made some quick calculations for ease of mind. Today, he had earned 300 euro. A night in this motel costs 30 euro. As for food, setting aside 30 euro per day seemed like a good idea. With just the money he’d earned today, he could live safely for 5 and a half day. Not bad at all, but this amount of money was tiny compared to the sum he’d have to pay to rebuild the Daeceran manor. He could easily imagine it costing a couple million euro, if not more than that! However, he had made progress today; he could be proud of that.

Making amends with the people of Lucien would be nigh impossible. To them, Aiolos’ existance was a stain on the foundation of their society, a blemish on the religious figure they followed. If not for their secluded nature, it wouldn’t be farfetched for some of the more extreme inhabitants to send assassins or the like after him. In that sense, Aiolos had been lucky, as he had yet to be targeted at all. Either that, or they simply didn’t care about him anymore.

Either way, he needed to rebuild the manor, at all costs. If that meant sleeping in a rundown motel like this for decades, so be it. He was, however, pleasantly surprised by the relative cleanliness of the place. Improvements were definitely in order, but it was alright for the time being. For now, he went to inspect the bathroom.

Aiolos was unsure whether to engage with Oiche's army. They weren't exactly known for being trusting, so extracting information from them would be difficult without becoming a full-fledged member. However, doing jobs for them might not be too bad. While it was underground work, it paid well and such work apparently wasn't uncommon here.

He kept weighing his options like this while getting ready to sleep, but ultimately decided he'd make a decision tomorrow. Maybe he'd be able to get another job at the bar with the odd old man?

Aiolos was hoping for the former but expecting the ladder. Either way, he wasn't particularly stoked. He simply replied with a single word:

"Understood."

After he laid away his phone, he quickly drifted off to sleep.

Aiolos groggily looked at the clock. "8:23, huh... so 3 and a half hour until the designated meeting time..." He mumbled under his breath. Since he had this much time, he figured he may as well investigate the noise.

Aiolos put his ear to the door. Since he could hear the commotion even in his own room, he should be able to hear what was going on clear as day with his ear up to the door.