Welcome to Dungeon Hotel Chapter 373 - Webtoon Side Story: Welcome to Dungeon Hotel Branch 4 (44)

Webtoon Side Story: Welcome to Dungeon Hotel Branch 4 (44)

 

“What is that…” 

 

Vincent’s face stiffened the moment he saw the pendant Robin was holding. 

 

However, Robin, unable to see his father’s expression, smiled and said,

 

“Medicine wouldn’t be kept in here, right?”

 

Then Robin’s face was colored with surprise as he opened the pendant.

 

“Father! I’m in here!”

 

He said as he held out the pendant.

 

Thomas, who hadn’t seen the pendant, said to Robin,

 

“What nonsense are you sprouting this time…”

 

But Thomas soon closed his mouth upon seeing his father unable to hide his shock looking at the pendant.

 

A pendant so worn it looked a good few decades old.

 

Vincent took it with trembling hands.

 

I thought as I watched that scene.

 

‘Could that be…’

 

Did it belong to Jean? 

 

If so, since when has that been there?

 

Since we changed the past?

 

Or from before we changed the past?

 

It was when I had a puzzled look on my face.

 

Robin said,

 

“How is my picture in here?”

 

Unlike Robin, the quick-witted Thomas sighed as he looked at him.

 

“You think that’s you? Look. It’s a faded black-and-white photo.”

 

“Then what is this?”

 

“….”

 

Instead of answering Robin, Thomas looked at Vincent, who couldn’t hide his surprise as he peered into the picture inside the pendant.

 

“Father. The place where Grandfather was last found by any chance…”

 

Thomas was about to speak but closed his mouth.

 

He sensed that Vincent’s gaze was unusual.

 

At that moment, Robin shook the glass bottle next to the pendant.

 

“There’s some kind of note in here too…”

 

Robin looked at Vincent’s stiff face and asked somewhat cautiously,

 

“Shall I open it?”

 

There was no answer from Vincent. But as if taking that as a silent response, Robin broke the cork of the glass bottle.

 

It was such an old cork that it crumbled easily like dust.

 

Of course, that didn’t mean the note inside came out easily.

 

Robin shook the glass bottle a few times, and when that didn’t work, he went out to the hallway, broke the glass bottle, and took out the note inside.

 

As Robin read down the extracted note, he suddenly looked up at Thomas.

 

Robin also looked as if he had noticed something.

 

“What does it say?”

 

Vincent asked Robin in a calm voice.

 

Then Robin hesitated before slowly reading the words aloud.

 

“I am sorry for not being able to stay by your side. Vincent.” 

 

Hearing those words, Vincent’s face contorted.

 

Worried that Vincent might collapse, Thomas grabbed his arm. Then Vincent shook his head as if to say he was fine.

 

He then took the note Robin was reading.

 

He stared at the note for a long time before looking at me.

 

“This… this truly is a strange hotel…”

 

He muttered.

 

I couldn’t help but understand those words.

 

It really was a strange hotel.

 

A hotel stranger than any hotel I had run until now.

 

* * *

 

Before checking out, Vincent tried to write a 100,000 euro check to the Greys.

 

Honestly, I was thinking about stopping him, but our spirits are so greedy for money that I just let it be.

 

But unusually, Grey stepped forward and returned the check to Vincent.

 

“Since we didn’t show you a ghost, we can’t accept this.”

 

Hearing those words, Grey 2 and 3 were about to flare up but soon stepped back sullenly.

 

I saw Grey 3 even wiping a tear.

 

‘…He’s completely captivated by the power of capital.’

 

I clicked my tongue and patted Grey 3’s shoulder gently.

 

It was then.

 

Vincent shook his head and said,

 

“Just keep it.” 

 

“But Sir…”

 

“You guys made the wine, didn’t you?”

 

“…Pardon?”

 

At those words, the Greys’ eyes widened.

 

They looked at each other with troubled faces.

 

“Uh… well…”

 

“I vaguely realized it was something like that. Because in the dining room, your eyes were constantly on the people drinking wine.”

 

Indeed.

 

The fact that the Greys’ gazes were fixed on the people drinking wine was so glaringly obvious that it was hard to ignore.

 

“Thank you. Thanks to you, I was able to spend a good time with my father.”

 

“Have you forgiven him now?”

 

It was when Grey asked cautiously.

 

Vincent chuckled.

 

“The word forgiveness doesn’t suit the relationship between parent and child. I once had a big fight with Robin over his career choice. Robin probably hated me a lot. Yet, do you know what Robin answered to my apology?”

 

“…What did he answer?”

 

“He answered that he was sorry. He answered my apology with an apology.”

 

Grey’s eyes widened.

 

“That’s what a parent and child are. Even if they can’t be together, their hearts connect. So please think of this as the price for serving me that wine and accept it. If you don’t accept this, I’ll feel sorry.”

 

“…!”

 

At those words, Grey hesitated before accepting the check. Seeing that, Grey 2 and 3 smiled contentedly from behind.

 

Vincent approached me and said,

 

“Thank you very much.”

 

“Yes, please visit us again next time.”

 

When I bowed my head in greeting, Vincent looked slightly surprised before smiling.

 

“Yes. Let’s see each other again next time.”

 

I smiled contentedly watching Robin, who had snatched Vincent’s luggage, hugging him, and Thomas opening the car door for him.

 

It was a heartwarming moment.

 

A satisfied guest leaving our hotel promising a next time.

 

Hoping Mr. Vincent manages his health well and visits us again next time, I looked at the text floating in the corner of my vision.

 

Now then, it’s time to—

 

Would you like to receive the hotel level-up reward?

 

Y / N

 

Shall I claim the reward?

 

It was the moment I was about to press Y.

 

A new window popped up before my eyes.

 

Congratulations! You have achieved the ‘Customer Satisfaction Across Time’ achievement, and a 3x EXP event will be applied!

 

‘Customer Satisfaction Across Time’?

 

I chewed over those words.

 

And soon realized.

 

Could this be…

 

‘Is it talking about the customer from the past?’

 

I recalled Jean, whom I met in the chapel.

 

So Jean is also recognized as a customer?

 

And combining Jean’s satisfaction makes it 3x EXP?

 

Then the hotel’s level…

 

Congratulations. The hotel’s level will increase. (2→9)

 

What.

 

It went up this much?

 

As a level-up reward, the facility ‘Restaurant’ is added.

 

As a level-up reward, the item ‘All-Purpose Refrigerator’ is added.

 

As a level-up reward…

 

I couldn’t close my mouth at the pouring level-up rewards.

 

But I should have known then.

 

That there was something more important than level-up rewards.

 

“No matter how I look at it, I’ve heard the name Vincent Jourdan a lot somewhere…”

 

That’s right.

 

It was Manager Kang Miyeon, tilting her head behind my back.

 

* * *

 

As soon as Louisa came to work the next morning, she felt a strange undercurrent.

 

All the employees were busy staring only at their computers or phones.

 

And as soon as she arrived at work, her secretary ran to her office.

 

“Why are you running? Indoors?”

 

When Louisa asked in fluster, the secretary let out ragged breaths.

 

“I apologize. But it’s too urgent right now…”

 

“What is so urgent?”

 

“Haven’t you seen the morning news by any chance?”

 

“As you know, in the morning, rather than fatiguing my eyes by looking at media, I prefer to do so through meditation…”

 

“Yes, yes. I get it.”

 

You get it?

 

Louisa scowled looking at the secretary cutting her off.

 

Almost no employee ever cut off Louisa, a competent Hunter.

 

Because of Louisa’s meticulous temper, all the employees felt a slight fear towards her.

 

However, for some reason, the secretary was acting right now as if she didn’t feel that fear at all.

 

The secretary shoved a tablet right in front of her nose.

 

Louisa read the article headline displayed on the tablet.

 

Retired ACA Chairman’s Family, New Updates on Social Media?!

 

…What is this.

 

What the secretary showed was just a gossip news piece from a minor daily newspaper.

 

Those pathetic articles that just scrape and copy-paste the social media posts of famous celebrities, politicians, or investors.

 

Louisa was about to blame the secretary for bothering her with something like this—

 

“…?”

 

She suddenly clicked on the photo attached to the article.

 

@VincentJourdan

 

ACA.

 

The name of the former CEO of the massive private equity fund group, Vincent Jourdan, floated at the top of the photo.

 

As one of the world’s top financiers, he caused a huge stir by regularly returning enormous amounts to society, and furthermore, his first son was active as an international human rights lawyer, and his second son as a famous French film director.

 

Such a man occasionally gave reviews about wine, restaurants, hotels, and the like, and those reviews became hot topics among the youth.

 

Not only was he rich, but Vincent, who had even gained honor through giving back to society, was running a highly influential social media account.

 

It wasn’t just that expensive places appeared on his social media; many young people desperately wanted to visit the restaurants or wineries featured on Vincent’s social media.

 

However—

 

“This is a place I’ve seen a lot…”

 

Louisa pointed at the photo, which showed the old castle in the background, Vincent’s second son loading luggage into the trunk, his first son opening the car door for Vincent, and Vincent getting into the car with a smile.

 

Below it, this sentence was written.

 

With my sons.

 

If you want to meet a special ‘ghost’, make sure to drink excellent wine here.

 

A glass of wine will sometimes take you into unexpected time.

 

And below that was a comment that had received about 3,000 hearts.

 

—This is that place. The place that went viral with paranormal content last time.

 

“…It’s Liber, isn’t it?!”

 

Louisa’s shrill voice cut through the Hunter Union office.