Today, Axel had completely changed.
More specifically, it had become extraordinarily festive.
Every street was decorated with lanterns and colorful ornaments.
Everyone was brimming with joy.
The crowds seemed to have poured in from every direction, becoming incredibly numerous.
The population clearly had not increased by much, yet for some reason, every place was exceptionally lively. It was not crowded enough for people to be packed shoulder to shoulder, but it still felt like a sea of people.
This was especially true near the shopping district, where far more people than usual were heading.
A huge banner had been hung over the entrance to the shopping district.
Several large words were written on it—"Eris Goddess Thanksgiving Festival."
In one tiny corner of the banner, the words "Aqua Goddess Thanksgiving Festival" had also been crammed in.
Apparently, followers of the Axies Cult had caused a disturbance at the shopping district entrance over that not long ago, but they had all vanished without a trace once the police and guards arrived.
Other than that, the festival was proceeding exceptionally smoothly.
"Boom—boom—boom—boom—"
The sounds of ceremonial cannons echoed continuously through the air.
Looking closely, a group of mages hired by the guards could be seen firing magic into the sky from various corners of Axel, serving as the ceremonial cannons.
Faintly, Wiz's figure seemed to be mixed in among them as well.
A Demon Lord's Army officer—and the King of the Undead, no less—had somehow become someone firing ceremonial cannons at a Goddess festival. It really made one want to comment on it.
Still, the festival was indeed underway smoothly. The shopping district's streets were far livelier than usual, packed with adventurers, commoners, and merchants, while stalls and little shops crowded every available space.
A boisterous atmosphere enveloped the shopping district.
"Look over