'So this is the place?'
The both of them were currently standing in front of the house which looked relatively normal.
That was until he fully focused on it, only then did Michael notice the mana surrounding it.
"Are you chaps here for a drink?" An old man walked out of the house with a bottle of beer in both of his hands.
'I see.. there have been people who came here before but left since they thought the man was just crazy.'
"Are you the owner and the one behind the request?" Michael asked just to make sure, maybe this was some kind of an inn type house where people waddle in to get drunk.
The man seemed a bit shocked to hear his words as his eyes widened slightly, putting away the alcohol gently onto the ground.
"It's been 3 years since the last person came, glad they didn't take down the request" The man laughed out loud and walked over to Michael, extending his hand.
"Please fix my fucking house this time."
