Bab 72: We'll Hand It Over

The intense gazes of the men and women in the room made Skullius hold back his intent to eat. 

What the flesh was this?!

The determination hidden in those freaky eyes was too great for him to ignore, thus Skullius decided to ask what exactly was going on before doing anything else.

"What are you all looking at?" 

The burly man hurriedly fixed his visage, donning a delightful smile once again. It had suddenly dawned on him that his disposition wasn't exactly subtle.

"Ahem... forgive me, dear guest. We are just a bit... anxious is all. Please... eat."

"Uhm... no. You really expect me to eat when everyone is looking at me like that?" Skullius gestured at one particular woman whose face was distorted; her eyes were bulging almost inhumanely and her lips were curled in a dark, unpleasant arc.

The moment Skullius pointed at her, she immediately wore a charming smile.