"The external armor of the Morning Glow Advance has been repaired quite a bit, but some issues can't be resolved here at Willerte."
Early in the morning, a crew member appeared in Ivar's longhouse, bringing news from Notar.
Lorenzo sat by the campfire, looking bleary-eyed at the crew member, nodding while murmuring. Although alcohol doesn't affect the consciousness of a demon hunter, this damn place seems to have nothing but alcohol to drink. After returning from the tavern, he drank several more rounds with Hebdo...
Wait, Hebdo?
Lorenzo looked to the side. Not to say, the insulation in the longhouse is quite good, Hebdo lay on the animal-skin carpet not far from the campfire, occasionally letting out a hum.
"Ah... is this a hangover?"
Lorenzo rubbed his somewhat muddled forehead; his eyes brightened slightly as his consciousness became clearer.
