Once they stepped into the inn, the man who had previously given out the notes and all other stuff returned to his leisurely expression.
"What can I get you to eat?"
"Your finest burger, kind sir," Renoir said.
Rael rolled his eyes and stepped up.
"Give us information on the highest floor someone has gotten to. I can pay pretty heavily if that's what you need."
The man stared at Rael for a few moments, then sighed.
"Is this your first time reaching the 100th floor?"
All three of them nodded, and so the man said:
"In that case, I need you to complete some missions for me. Once you're done with those missions, you prestige and then make your way up here for whatever piece of information you want. In short, I don't want your money, I only need stuff to be done. So what do you say, you three?"
"I say give me my damn lunch," Renoir replied with a scowl.
Hearing that, the man just sighed. "I'll get you some eggs and bacon. It's still morning, so I don't serve lunch."
