Just then, a gust of eerie wind swept past.
The cold wind whistled as it burrowed into everyone's sleeves.
"Zeliel, could you not tell ghost stories like that in the middle of the night? Have some decency." Gray couldn't help shrinking his neck.
"..."
No one said anything else. They merely sped up their collection of the counting tokens.
Just staying in a place this gloomy made people uncomfortable.
By the time the party returned to Blackstone Town, the moon had already risen high overhead and was beginning to sink toward the east.
"You should all go back and rest first."
Marcus said, "It's the middle of the night, and the Adventurers' Association is closed too. I'll get up early tomorrow morning to turn in the mission. I'll deliver the rewards to each of you afterward."
"Thanks for your hard work." Vales nodded.
"See you next time, then." Gray was already starting to yawn.
After saying goodbye to everyone, Zeliel returned to the Nightflower Inn as well.
Auro was no longer on night duty. Another woman had taken her place.
She looked to be in her forties, with dignified features, though fine wrinkles inevitably stretched from the corners of her eyes.
Zeliel had seen this woman a few times before. She was always quietly seated behind the counter, reading. She did not talk much, but her gaze was gentle, giving off an air of wisdom.
They both gave slight nods in greeting, then Zeliel headed straight upstairs to rest.
When he woke the next day, the sunlight outside the window was already brilliant.
Zeliel wriggled around in bed for quite a while before slowly sitting up.
Being able to sleep until he woke naturally every day felt pretty great.
After washing up, Zeliel went downstairs with a yawn.
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