The Innkeeper
chapter-1146

Oh Lex could physically feel his bad luck at work. What the hell kind of situation was he in? This was the trolley problem, but with broken hearts instead of death. One would argue that the lack of death made the situation easier. To those people, Lex would say hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.

On one hand, he just made an agreement with the group of ladies so he would feel scummy if he just abandoned them. On the other hand, they just had a business deal, but the ladies on the other side genuinely felt a connection between them and their partners, and wasn't that the whole reason they were risking their lives on this stupid planet?

When he heard the situation, Lex genuinely felt like breaking free of the restraints keeping him in place and just teleporting away. He wasn't here to play games anyway, he was here to find Sim. But the moment Cupid mentioned it, Lex felt like if he did that, then the outcome might be even worse.

No matter what he did, he was in a crummy situation. This was exactly why he hated reality tv. They were playing with real emotions.

But the feeling of helplessness lasted about two seconds. Then he got over it. It would take more than little tricks to trap him.

He saw that Cupid was about to continue his speech so he clapped his hands, and suddenly the two of them swapped positions. Cupid suddenly appeared under the spotlight, alight his hands were tied up and it looked like there was a pair of old socks in his mouth, while Lex appeared in mid air, looking into the nothing that he assumed acted as a camera.

"What a twist, ladies and gentlemen," Lex said, his voice warm and welcoming. Compared to the overly enthusiastic Cupid, who was speaking at breakneck speeds, Lex took his time, as if everything were under control.

"I can see why Lover's Island would be so popular. The love, the lust, the suspense, the excitement, all mixed together packed into one show filled with good looking men and women. Who wouldn't want to watch that?"

Actually, Lex would hate watching something like that, but that wasn't the point. If the show was going to mess with him, he was going to mess with the show.

"But as exciting as it is, wouldn't it be more exciting if I added a little twist of my own?"

He smiled, looking right into nothing, but at that moment, his natural charm was working better than actual charm techniques. Countless women watching the show became flustered, and Moon's jaw dropped.

Since when had Lex become so… so suave?

"In this chaotic world, love is such a fleeting emotion. So rare, so precious. How tragic would it be if we sold love, or even forsake it just because circumstances bind us. I'm sure you all, watching out there, can recall a time you too felt love. Maybe it was a fleeting moment, a chance exchange of glances walking down the street. Maybe it was a face you saw everyday. Maybe it was the blind passion of youth, confident and yet unaware of the realities of life.

"Maybe the time wasn't right for your love. Or maybe it just wasn't meant to be. Maybe the distance between you made it impossible, or maybe you just wanted different things. Whatever it is, there's just something special about that one, first love that everyone has. It's something pure, something innocent. No matter how many years go by, you always remember it, even if the memory brings with it pain.

"For something as wonderful and special as that, how can we let circumstances get in the way? So, ladies and gentlemen, while Lover's Island rejoices in the agony of splitting lovers, I, Lex Dragonsba- uh, no, I mean I, Lex Amora, have my own twist I'd like to introduce."

In the spur of the moment Lex found it difficult to quickly come up with a good name that also represented someone who fostered love. His first thought was to use the name Lovesong. It went well with his first name, but it sounded too cliche. So, he instead opted for Amora, which was love in Spanish - because that was not cliche at all.

Clearly, one of the things he forgot to train during the last fifteen years was his naming sense.

Lex spun his hand, and a bunch of golden keys appeared within them.

"I know some of you have come to this place in search of treasure, while some of you have come in search of love. But I say, why do you need to choose? With these keys, I grant you access to the Midnight Inn, a place you can reach from anywhere in the universe. With these in hand, go ahead fearlessly, and know that if you are ever separated from your lover, you may be able to reunite within the Inn."

The keys flew out of his hand and into the hands of all the women, as well as the men standing in the crowd.

"Now, even if you get separated, you can meet once more in the sanctuary of the Inn. Many things can become an obstacle to love, but with the Inn, distance will never again be one of them."

With one smooth move, he had reduced the mental burden off himself of depriving the ladies on one side of true love if that is what they were truly after. It still wasn't ideal, since he would effectively be eliminating them, but Lex was allowed to be a little selfish.

After all, he still needed a lot of women on his side if he was going to pressure- eh, he meant, persuade Sim to give him the feathers.

Lex selected the women who had a deal with him, and pulled them out of their restrictions and teleported away. This show was too insidious. He didn't want to give them a chance to respond. There was one girl left unselected, and so he just picked at random.

As he teleported away, he did not notice the odd sense of recognition in the eyes of the girl he picked.