Because of a minor technical problem that had yet to be resolved, it took several minutes to directly lock the Garden of Departure system onto a "blank" region of the void. Taking the opportunity, I asked Artemis about Avalon's recent situation. I'd been busy dealing with... uh, it seemed I hadn't actually been busy with anything important, but I somehow felt like I'd been constantly busy. Anyway, I hadn't paid much attention to this place, so I asked in passing. "Avalon is doing well. The monsters and Atlanteans get along very harmoniously. Most of the former enjoy making friends, while the latter deeply trust the 'comrades-in-arms' who helped them reclaim their city. The Atlanteans have inherited the Empire people's fine qualities: they place enormous importance on friendships forged on the battlefield." The girl who shared her name with the Moon God tore off the little paper slips plastered all over her face and spoke in a crisp, rapid tone. She looked exceptionally cheerful. "One more thing worth mentioning is that tengu named Shameimaru Aya. She founded Macro World Express and Avalon Daily, and with her own Wen Wen Daily, she has three newspapers running at once. Their content is a complete mess and their perspectives are all over the place, so they're hugely popular among the equally chaotic heroic spirits. Mm, I consider myself a hardworking person, but compared to that tengu's enthusiasm for work, I feel ashamed of myself. Even with help from her clansmen, how does she have that much energy?"
Artemis rubbed her brow, looking utterly incredulous, but quickly set that confusion aside. "Then there are the heroic spirits. Same as always. They never drop the ball when they're on missions, but in their free time they're as lazy as they can possibly be. They've practically turned