"I am the Innkeeper."
His words made the guests flinch and look at him guardedly. But then they remembered how his aura felt weaker than theirs—regardless of how 'solid' his aura was compared to others—and immediately loosened up, immediately returning to their arrogance.
They were unsurprisingly confident. The merchants always lorded over others with their money, and the mercenaries lorded over others with their abilities, strength, and connections.
Although the mercenaries looked horrible now, the weakest one among them was still stronger than Finn, at least in terms of level.
Evo smirked, looking at him, while Clen was at the side watching everything.
"This is an inn, isn't it? There're no other customers either, so don't be arrogant!"
"Haven't you read the rules? The Innkeeper and any of the staff reserves the right to kick out anyone who affects the peace of the inn."
"And this bear?" He gave them a handsome smile. "He has all the power to kick all of you."
