When Orion finally turned his head and focused on his table, it was five minutes later. All kinds of things he could need were constantly being brought to his table.
Items were arranged on the table one by one, not on a single tray, and the table was decorated with flowers and extra ornaments. Even if these very simple and small things it mattered.
Orion's table looked different from the other tables in the entire dining hall.
A mixed herbal soup arrived shortly. Then a pancake with eggs and tomatoes was placed in front of him. There was also a thick yoghurt with added spices and mashed potatoes lightly drizzled with olive oil.
When other savoury and sweet sauces and dishes were added, his entire table started to look very full and colourful.
Everything was prepared with a complete breakfast theme. Moreover, it wasn't American or European, but more of a West-Asian style breakfast. He had watched videos called "Istanbul Breakfast" on Yo*Tube a few times. This was a table prepared in the style of those Anatolian regions.
The last item to arrive at the table was a tiny plate of soufflé. He loved gooey chocolate things. He especially liked that and showed an innocent small smile.
He had no idea if he would actually taste anything until he took the first sip of the soup. He remembered that when he drank Thalia's water, it only felt like drinking water. Not good or bad. Just water.
But with the first spoonful of soup and toasted bread that entered his mouth, his whole body shivered. His hairs stood on end.
IT'S DELICIOUS!
When Orion took a sip of the orange juice beside him, he was shocked by the taste of a sour but natural orange juice.
For the next few minutes, he attacked everything without breathing. He had even managed to stop caring about the stares directed at him.
How the hell did they manage to put a real taste mechanic into a game?
His breakfast finished very quickly. All those things that seemed too much at first were gone into his stomach in record time.
When Orion picked up the glass water bottle on the table and stood up, the waitress, who was smiling at him meaningfully, had already started clearing the table.
"I wish you a good day, Mr. Vale. See you at dinner."
"See you, Leile. Thank you for everything. It was amazing."
"I'm glad you were satisfied with my services, Mr. Vale..."
He said a last goodbye to this bold waitress in a low voice and hurried away to go to the toilet.
You are glad I enjoyed-no satisfied with your services ha..
I wonder do all handsome or important man get this experience?
The dining hall was on the ground floor of the dorm. And he knew that there were actually multiple toilets on this floor. But everyone whispering and looking at him had started to became scary. Avoiding the vicinity of young people as much as possible, he immediately run back to the penthouse.
Even though he had a very stressful and strange experience, he was happy.
I'm not the kind of guy who deserves this good of a breakfast!
I swear, having an experience like this, even in a game, is worth everything. Otherwise, I would never be able to have a breakfast like this in such a luxurious environment in my lifetime.
Even if the cost was monster attacks and too much pain, it was worth it.
This first-time experience was both eye-opening and a little tiring.
Especially the fact that a woman was flirting with him and looking at him with desire made Orion happy at first, but later stressed him out. He didn't know if he could dare to face the same thing at dinner.
He went up to the dorm floor around 10 AM and entered his bedroom. Since he had nothing to do, he closed the balcony door and threw himself onto the bed.
He fell asleep less than a minute later. He needed rest due to yesterday's fatigue.
He continued to sleep until he heard a strange ringing sound around 3 PM.
...
"Trrrr- Trrrr!"
Orion walked toward the magic phone eyes half-closed and held the heavy device to his ear. A woman said something to Orion in a low voice.
"I couldn't understand. Your voice is low."
"Are you available?"
It was still low but for some reason it felt clear this time. Like she used magic with her voice.
I must be imagining things. I don't even know what magic is yet.I want to go back to sleepy.
This time Orion heard the sentence but didn't quite understand the the meaning. Then he answered, "Yes- while waiting for another question but the communication was cut off from the other end.
What the hell was that?
He returned to the bed, lay down again and tried to sleep. But the extreme drowsiness he had felt just moments ago was stubbornly fading away. A few minutes later, his sleep had completely vanished. He just lay down and drifted into thoughts.
Around 5:00 PM he used the toilet for the first time.
Oh boy!
It was amazing.
Seat-heating, auto smell absorbing and auto cleaning tools did wonders to Orion! And they were all powered by Magic!!!
He wanted to eat something just to use the bathroom again.
While considering going to the dining hall to eat, the memory of the excessively luxurious atmosphere filled him with stress.
After the events of the morning, he had to look presentable to enter that place. But his hair was tangled and messy. Since he was too lazy to take a shower, he decided to snack on something in this dorm.
He wanted to try that magical toilet experience first thing in the morning.
I wonder how it would feel with a cigarette at the same time.
He entered the kitchen with weird delusions and slightly opened the small entrance to a cold storage area used as a pantry.
It was at least as cold as a refrigerator inside, and there were eggs, sausages, oil, different types of flour, and many other ingredients.
"I wonder if they are cooling it with magic?"
"No." A low-voiced woman was heard at the back of Orion's neck.
Orion turned around in panic and saw a woman in her early 30s standing a few centimetres away from him. She knew her from the picture in that file. Although he flinched slightly, he managed to remain calm.
What was written at the top of the file?
Name: Kalista Wynne
Should I use her name or surname while talking? Better use both.
"Hello, Miss Kalista Wynne."
Kalista greeted Orion with a very quiet "hello," like a whisper, and brought her head even closer to his face. Orion could now feel the woman's skin, scent and even her breath.
She has beautiful eyelashes. And really smooth skin.
As Orion's eyes drifted downward, he remembered the second thing written in the file and confirmed it with his own eyes.
Appearance: Golden brown skin, long fiery red hair, tattooed shoulders and abdomen. Her body is slender and athletic. (110-60-95)
Remembering the part about numbers at the end, his eyes immediately fell to the breasts right in front of him. He was looking at the biggest and firmest breasts he had ever seen in his whole life-both in and outside the game.
But when he looked to her eyes again, he got caught. Orion started to sweat despite the cold air coming from the pantry behind him.
"Uh, Ms. Kalista Wynne.—"
"Just Kalista."
This woman was looking at him he was interesting. But her way of speaking was strange.
She has a very low voice.
Kalista moved slightly away from Orion and looked at the eggs and the large sausage in the young man's hand with an intense stare. A very sweet and innocent swallowing motion immediately followed.
"Are you hungry, Kalista?"
Only a small nod of confirmation.
Orion moved his eyes away from the breasts he was about to fall into and turned toward the kitchen.
"You're going to be my protector, which means we'll be together for years. Is there anything you don't like to eat? I'll avoid making it in the future."
Actually, Orion didn't know when he would play this game again after logging out. But for now he continued to speak in the way the game's role-play expected him to.
A little politeness never hurt anyone.
Orion was trying to act like a complete gentleman.
What he didn't know was he was being overly casual with that woman. Her eyes were widening and she was experiencing some internal conflicts.
Not knowing what a Warlord or Lloyd meant made a huge difference for Orion.
To him, this woman was just a simple NPC-Protector who would be working for him.
"I eat everything."
"Thats good Miss Kalista."
"Just Kalista."
"Do you want me to call you -Kalista?"
"Mm" And a small nod.
..
This is how Orion met Kalista - a Warlord.
Talking to her as if she was the girl next door or they were equals.
Orion was explaining the special points of making a great sausage and eggs.
Only time would tell how right of an idea hitting someone with a sausage as a joke. Someone who could turn Orion into dust with a single puff from her mouth.