Ment
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Maiven’s physical state was somewhat similar to Slaer’s. Only, Maiven found himself sitting on a simple, but quite comfortable chair with one part of his body, and at the same time, on a plate of unfinished salad with the other. Perhaps it wasn’t just the amount of alcohol consumed, but the local alcohol was very strange, very strange indeed. Looking around as much as he could from the salad plate, Maiven realized that he was in a tavern, and a certain Yoru was sitting on a nearby chair, looking at him with sympathy.