Alen let out a sigh of annoyance as he swiveled his chair around to face the woman. The tavern was bustling with activity, the sound of clinking glasses and boisterous laughter filling the air, but there seemed to be a hint of sadness to them. The dimly lit space was adorned with flickering light crystals and wooden furnishings, giving it a cozy and rustic feel.
He removed the hood of his cloak, revealing his shiny, curly black hair, and the woman in the tavern could see how clear his skin was as well. Suddenly, he felt a strange sensation wash over him.
[skill charm has activated]
He couldn't remember seeing this skill in his list before, and he wondered if it was an additional one that he had acquired.
As he looked up at the woman, he noticed that she had turned slightly red on the cheeks, and her attitude had become softer and gentler. Alen chose to ignore it and replied to the question asked.
