The wild banquet lasted until nearly evening. After all that eating and drinking, almost everyone was done for. By the end, Achill had used Instant Shift to "transport" more than half of them straight back to the inn.
Naturally, all that food and drink cost quite a bit, but the tavern owner apparently was a hot-blooded middle-aged man? He really liked all the thrilling performances Fairy Tail had put on over the past three days of the tournament, so he gave them a twenty-percent discount.
For a world-renowned metropolis like Crocus, evening only marked the beginning of a beautiful nightlife. After dark, Crocus revealed a captivating charm quite unlike its daytime appearance, with more beauty than the eye could take in.
Although nearly everyone had gotten a little too excited and drunk too much that day, not all of them had to stay curled up at the inn, sleeping soundly. Those with slightly greater magic power or a higher tolerance for alcohol were pretty much back to normal after a short nap.
At least Achill and Angel had been perfectly fine from beginning to end. The former had so much magic power that he could never get drunk, no matter how much he drank. The magic circulating unconsciously through his body was enough to constantly eliminate alcohol's effects. As for the latter, ahem, although the little girl seemed quite curious about alcohol, neither a certain shameless person nor Achill himself would ever let the little one drink.
So, bored out of her mind, the little girl had no choice but to get her beloved pet, Fluffy Dango, drunk instead...
As a result, throughout the banquet, an unidentified round, fluffy creature could always be seen either rolling and wobbling across the floor or bumping into someone's feet, a table, or something