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Chapter 801: A Beauty That Could Bring The Downfall Of A Nation [Part 2]

The City of Cashel was a very big and beautiful city.

If it weren\'t for the fact that he was trying to find the traces of the Demigod whom he intended to deal with, he would have certainly spent a few days leisurely touring and checking out everything the city had to offer with his entourage.

But since he didn\'t come to this city for a vacation, he would stick to his plan and go to places where he could potentially lure out the members of the Blood Faction.

However, even he didn\'t expect how attractive he would become once he turned into a girl.

There were several bold, courageous men who had tried asking out for a drink or meal, all of which he politely declined.

The very persistent ones even found themselves being roughed up by the five men who were accompanying Ethan, leaving them no choice but to back off.

"Let\'s take a break before returning to the Flying Ship," Ethan said. "Why don\'t we have an early dinner in one of their most famous restaurants?"

"Finally," Nicole smirked. "I\'m very curious about what kind of delicacies they have here in the city."

"It\'s not every day that I can visit Midgard," Lyall commented. "I wonder what kind of meat dishes they serve here?"

Ethan was also looking forward to the dishes he would be tasting for the first time.

After a few minutes of walking, they finally arrived at the most recommended, highly acclaimed restaurant in the City of Cashel, which was called Osteria.

According to one of the ladies whom Ethan asked along the way, this was the favorite meet- up place of nobles. Aside from their quality dishes, the prices here were something most commoners couldn\'t afford.

For Ethan, this was a good place to end their first day in the city before returning to their Flying Ship.

"Table for six please," Ethan said as soon as a waiter came to ask how many people would be dining inside their restaurant.

"This way, My Lady," the Waiter smiled widely as he led Ethan and his group to a table located at the center of the restaurant.

The now young lady had no idea if this was something the waiter had done deliberately, but this worked perfectly in his favor.

The restaurant of Osteria had three floors.

The First Floor was for lesser nobles like the sons of Barons, as well as commoners who could afford the prices of the restaurant.

Merchants who had money to spare also dined here in hopes that they could form connections and gain more clients.

The second floor was reserved for the higher ranked members of the Nobility like the children of Viscounts, Earls, and Marquess.

The Third Floor was meant for the Ducal Families, as well as members of the Royal Family.

After taking their orders, the Waiter left and promised that he would ask the kitchen to prepare the food as soon as possible.

Nicole, Hecate, and Lyall could only smile. They could tell that the Waiter was trying his best to make a good first impression on Ethan because of how beautiful "she" was.

Conall and Merric, on the other hand, played their roles and subtly glanced at their surroundings, trying to look for a person who matched Ethan\'s description of Godfrey. The Vampire Lord was a devilishly handsome man with blonde hair and blue eyes. Although this description applied to many people, it still allowed them to filter the other people they saw inside the restaurant, making the identification process easier.

But five minutes later, a group of young men led by a handsome man with short dark brown hair and gray eyes, who seemed to be in his early twenties, walked toward their table.

A glance was enough to tell that the handsome man was of noble origin, mainly given away by his clothes and mannerisms.

This wasn\'t the only group that had tried to approach Ethan. But when the other groups saw the young man with gray eyes, all of them stopped in their tracks and simply observed from afar.

Seeing that none dared to get in his way, Ethan\'s group deemed that the person who was about to talk to them had a very high-ranking position even among nobles.

"I\'m glad I visited Osteria today. If not, I would have missed having the opportunity of meeting you, My Lady," the handsome young man said with a smile. "My name is Prince Isaac, and it is my pleasure to meet you, Miss..."

"Ethel," Ethan replied. "Ethel Langley."

"You have such a beautiful name, Miss Ethel," Prince Isaac said. "Is this perhaps your first time traveling to the City of Cashel?"

"Yes," Ethan answered. "We just arrived a few hours ago from a long journey, so we decided to take a stroll in the city."

"This must be Fate, Miss Ethel," Prince Isaac smiled. "Since we\'ve met here, may I have the pleasure of being your tour guide? Not only will you be able to see the most popular attractions in the city, I will also guarantee your safety."

"That would be lovely, Prince Isaac," Ethan replied. "But not today. After finishing our meal, we plan to return to our Flying Ship to rest. We\'ll only continue our tour tomorrow."

"I understand. But why go out of the city when I can help you reserve rooms from the most reputable inns in the city?" Prince Isaac smiled. "How about I help you find accommodation as well? It will not be too hard as long as I\'m with you, Miss Ethel."

Ethan, who was doing his best to prevent his smile from twitching, glanced at his companions for help.

However, all of them, with the exception of Merric, seemed to be enjoying this back-and- forth between the young man and the Prince.

"I\'m sorry, but My Lady doesn\'t really trust strangers she has met for the first time," Merric commented. "Even if that person is a Prince."

"Yes, our Ethel is a very shy young lady," Lyall said with a smirk. "She\'s also not fond of... aggressive men."

Prince Isaac smiled at the handsome young men accompanying the beautiful lady who had caught his attention.

While he would not go as calling it love at first sight, he had to admit that Ethel was the most beautiful lady that he had seen in his life.

She\'s far more beautiful than the Princesses whom his father wished for him to marry.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om