Some People Are Honorable, Not Dishonorable!
The sky gradually darkened, but the Magic City of Oisast was still bustling. Clearly, its night market was every bit as lively as it was during the day.
At that moment, the door of the magic carriage parked on the lakeside embankment—ordinary-looking on the outside, but far more spacious within—clicked open, then softly closed. A familiar, reassuring sense of peace and comfort instantly wrapped around the four returning from the exam.
That was right!
The ones who had returned were Annie, Frieren, Ireena, and Fern.
The first round of the First-Class Mage exam had lasted two days and one night, and there were a full three days of rest before the second round. So, for the four who had just returned from the Grob Basin, where they'd had to catch those utterly boring (and cunning) meteorite birds, nothing could have been more relaxing than teleporting straight back to this mobile mansion.
"Wonderful—!"
Ireena was almost the first to rush into the living room.
"Ooh—"
"I'm finally back—!"
Then she let out an exaggerated cheer, brimming with relief, and collapsed onto the softest, most spacious velvet sofa as if every bone had left her body. Her silver hair spilled out around her like a waterfall.
She buried her face deep in the soft cushions and even stuck her rear in the air, as if she meant to smother all the exhaustion of the past two days right there.
"..."
Frieren came in right behind her.
Her face still wore its trademark listless expression, but a closer look revealed a trace of relief deep in her eyes.
She paid Ireena no mind. Instead, she silently made her way to her usual spot by the living-room window and curled up in it with the ease of a