Being stared at calmly by someone like Lann, even if the hostility and intent to kill in those eyes aren't clear, but rather seem intrigued, is enough to make most people feel physically uncomfortable when facing them.
Their bodies react with discomfort upon sensing such outrageous danger.
But Dikoschek isn't an ordinary person. Although he indeed does not know magic, nor is he a special human, his position and work content have long forged his mind to be anything but ordinary.
"Hahaha!" Dikoschek suddenly burst into laughter, which was quite abrupt in the banquet hall, attracting many curious glances.
"Vizimir rewards me for every mystery solved with recompense and prize. My dedication to my work allows me to live a decent life. You can laugh at me, but I have to support my wife and kids."
"This is not funny at all, Dikoschek."
Lann said while eating lobster meat dipped in mustard sauce.
