Hameln whispered quietly to me as it got late into the promotion and work dinner. "It's very late. You should go back now, Senior. Mrs. Arscilla will be worried."

Hameln had been living in the same boarding house as I for two years now. In the Adventurers’ Guild, we generally treated each other comfortably, but since we were civil servants in a bureaucratic community, we had to consider the seniority system on the outside. Nevertheless, Hameln had always smiled and talked to me as if he was not uncomfortable living in the same house as I, his senior.

I took out the watch that Duke Asteria gave me for my birthday. "Oh, it's ten o'clock."

Fiona also checked the clock at my words. "Oh my, it's already this late. Let's wrap up the work dinner here." She announced the end of the work dinner.

Demuir smacked his lips in disappointment. "Ayy, that's too bad.”

It was still only about 10 p.m., but most of the people returned home around this time when access to the city gates completely closed.

"There's nothing we can do about it since we have to go to work tomorrow," Flam remarked.

Fiona added: "That's right. And because the Fairy...