After conquering the tower, we returned to the lodging where we had originally stayed.

We planned to rest our weary bodies before heading back to the academy.

And on the first night after conquering the tower, a grand festival erupted in the city surrounding Tarros's Tower.

In the town square, various drinks and foods gathered as the townspeople danced and raised their glasses in celebration.

Our party, the main heroes of the festival, enjoyed a small banquet in the restaurant of our lodging rather than the plaza.

“Ken Feinstein! Ken Feinstein!”

“Your voices are too quiet, you guys—!!”

“Uooooooo—!!”

Given …