Standing atop the tower, after they had each taken photos, Dawn suggested with a smile, "It's getting late anyway. Rather than heading into the mountains and spending the night outdoors, why don't we stay here tonight? After all, this tower still counts as a building. It may not have windows, but it can still shelter us from the wind and rain!"
They had to admit that sometimes, an idea sounded good, but reality was cruel.
Just as Dawn had suggested, they did indeed make camp in Mistralton Tower that night.
But not one of them slept well.
The wilderness at night was undoubtedly cold.
Especially at one or two in the morning, when the mountain wind blew past, the biting chill was more than most people could bear.
Not to mention the tower's irregularly scattered windows.
When a gust of cold wind blew through one window, it did not immediately leave through another. Instead, the unusual structure sent it careening around inside, like... a giant flute.
And inside that flute, Xia You and his companions could still feel the wind blowing at them from every direction despite their sleeping bags, accompanied by strange whistling sounds.
There was no describing how miserable that night was.
Eventually, unable to stand the disturbance any longer, everyone hauled their luggage out of Mistralton Tower at three in the morning, dark circles under their eyes, and set up camp again outdoors. Only then did they gradually fall asleep.
As a result, the sun was already high in the sky the next day before they began getting up one after another.
Dawn let out a huge yawn and stretched before sighing sleepily. "I finally know why this place is called Mistralton Tower. That wind made me absolutely miserable all night. My suggestion was a total failure!"