The reinforcement adventurers arrived in Asropolis just after the day's night had come and gone - right when the ceiling ceased to glow.

　It's a large enough number of people to be called a large party in normal circumstances, but even so, it's an error of magnitude in terms of the entire Asropolis.

Have you arrived already?　That was faster than I thought.

　As soon as I receive the report of the adventurer party's arrival, I decide to go and pick up the adventurers waiting in front of the bridge as a representative of the White Wolf Knights.

　We're going to be outside of town, albeit for a short time, so I'm being cautious and Garnett and Lionel are accompanying me.

　Crossing a bridge that looks like a tangle of thick, long tree roots, I see an adventurer I know well.

'Mr. Luke, it's been a while!
'It's Roy!　It would be reassuring to have you here.

　The fearless young man with the claw marks of a beast on his face grabs my hand back with a smile.

　A rank adventurer, Roy of the Hundred Beast Plain.
　He is one of the youngest among those who carry the highest rank in the Adventurer's Guild.

　His appearance, which could be described as either a young man with a boy's face or a boy with one foot in the air, was more dependable than any of the party's adventurers.

''I thought it would take longer, but I didn't expect you to arrive on the same day I called you.
'As a matter of fact, we moved the camp to a neighborhood in town and waited. I thought that Mr. Luke would be able to make a difference right away. Or rather, we were surprised at how quickly it all happened.
...... You, where the hell does your excessive trust come from?

　Since he had just come face to face with Algernon or some other incarnation of the scent of scent, Roy's straightforward attitude felt very cool.

　However, we can't just stand here and talk forever.

　The ceiling darkens and it becomes quite cold outside the town, and most importantly, the adventurers' gazes of 'I'm watching these amazing people interacting' did not make me feel at ease.

'Let's go into the town for now. I'll have to say hello to the administrators first.''

　He led the adventurers into the interior of Athropolis, inviting them in.

　At night, Asropolis is filled with a vibrant atmosphere, a complete change from the anxiety and distrustful atmosphere of the past, as if they were reluctant to let the day end.

　For the inhabitants, the night so far has been a straight road to their gradual destruction, but the night from now on will be the same as the night before the ceiling was broken, a temporary respite leading to the next morning.

It's also ...... I've been observing this from the outside for a long time, but when you actually get in there it's overwhelming.

　Roy looked around, letting out an exclamation of admiration.

　The other adventurers were also amazed at the landscape of the Asropolis, where trees were integrated with dwellings, and their adventurous curiosity seemed to be strongly stimulated by the adventurer's curiosity.

　And it wasn't just the adventurers who were curious.

　The demonic tribesmen of Aslopolis also cast curious glances from the streets and from the windows of their residences, hoping to catch a glimpse of this rare human group.

　In terms of the bluntness of their gazes, they were both.

　The adventurers are unreservedly looking at the demon tribe that happened to be passing by, and the demon tribe is also looking back at the adventurers as if they were rare animals or something.

''I understand how you feel, but we're not going to take a detour, okay?

　Wary of the adventurers whose minds are shaken by their inquisitive minds, he goes straight to the entrance of the Great Tree, where the Great Council Hall is housed.

　However, as they are about to enter, they are stopped by two young tree people (dryads).

'Sorry, Mr. White Wolf,'
"Master Fraxinus is unavailable to receive visitors at this time.
If you need anything else, please come back the next day.
Or you can stay with me and give me a message.

　The two indistinguishable looking people talk to each other, and I listen as they talk to each other, letting my gaze swing from side to side with each other.

'You were fine when you brought your report in the early afternoon. What's going on?

　By reports, of course, I mean what we know about Councilor Algernon.

　Since we seemed to be jammed with our next business, we couldn't receive any response beyond saying we would consider it as valuable information, and we had to quickly switch places with the demon tribe who were waiting their turn, but the response itself was normal.

　If anything happened, it would be afterwards .......

'No, Master Fraxinus is taking a regular hiatus.
You are resting on schedule, in line with your standard cycle.
Your last intermission was to investigate and analyze the anomaly in the ceiling, so you had to leave early.
We hope that you will take this time off well.

　My fears that there was some kind of emergency were easily dismissed by the two jujin (dryads) with their matter-of-fact talk.

　If that's the reason, it's probably inevitable, but it's also true that the timing wasn't great.

　However, it's not something we can complain about.

　We couldn't even contact them in advance, and they arrived earlier than I expected.

　If there was a problem, it was probably a lack of communication on our side.

But this is annoying. Where do we put all these people?
'Greetings and greetings for the day, but I think we'll set up camp outside for tonight.
'No, no, there's a guy with a face that says he was completely ready to rest in a building with a roof. We should at least find a place to stay: ......

　People can put up with the fact that they can't get what they want yet, but they can't stand it when they are on the verge of getting it.

　It's hard to describe the damage that can be done, especially when your hopes of getting a good night's rest have come up empty.

　I've been thinking about a place to stay with Roy, when a black robed demon appeared quietly from inside the big tree.

I'm sorry for being late. You must be the people on the ground.

　The half-fish man ...... or should we call it the aquatic man?

　I'm not going to be able to tell you what to do with it, but I'm going to tell you what to do with it.

　The black robe they wear is of the same special design as the Skalithman's (Lizardman) Eversol and Algernon, indicating their status as council members.

'Master Flaxinus has asked me to escort you all to the location of the proposed garrison. My countrymen are in the process of making preparations, but if it's just a place to sleep in, there should be no more problems.