I practically flew to get here, using teleportation and other means. The Purple Tower stood at the foot of a mountain, in a secluded area a bit away from the city, a place inconvenient yet not too difficult to reach.

“…This is the Purple Tower, my master’s homeland.”

The kid looked emotional in many ways.

“Strictly speaking, this isn’t quite the same tower your master knew. The exterior has changed a lot.”

For one, half of the faction was blown away by Yuna’s actions, which worsened the already precarious financial situation of the tower. There was a time when we …