บท 612: Ongoing Detention, Flayed Delusion

Harifrast Town.

The door swung open to reveal a charming young lady dressed up in the bombastic inn's special attire. She smiled warmly at the person standing opposite her, a man wearing a shirt that looked to be made of mithril, his hair so long it touched his waist.

The man had instantly donned a smile as well, reciprocating the cheerfulness offered to him for a hefty price of six gold coins a night, however fake it was.

"I've brought your complimentary dinner for the week, dear sir. Surely you haven't forgotten," the young lady said.

The man tried to grimace but that would ruin his image. He had to power through this while pretending he was unfazed.

On a moving wooden trolley that the young woman before him had with her was an extra special assortment of foods. A commoner would call this a high class buffet.

What was the occasion?