"Though we haven't completely triumphed over the demons yet, we..."

It was that awkward time between morning and noon.

In the romantic city of Lowellina, Airan Decaroon, who had returned the previous night, was addressing soldiers and citizens gathered in the square.

Since it was a victory celebration, even the hero party members had dressed up nicely.

However, Arsil was still wearing her somewhat worn holy robes, as befitting her title as a saintess.

The only adornment she had was the hairpin that Lin had given her not long ago.

"There's no point in dragging on with a boring speech. Either way, we won! We achieved a huge victory, even defeating the Demon Hero! Not celebrating would be a waste, right?"@@novelbin@@

Airan spread his arms wide, exclaiming boldly.

"Let the festival in Lowellina begin!"

Cheers and applause erupted from the crowd.

Lucy, too, was smiling brightly as she clapped. She wore a pink dress, light makeup, and her striking figure drew everyone's gaze.

It felt odd not wearing pants for the first time in a while, but Lucy smiled as she looked at Lin.

"Let's each relax in our own way for the festival."

By now, it was natural for Lin to be the one giving directions in the hero party.

"Nydrian hasn't returned yet. The General said he's making a detour, so I'll wait for the archer."

"I'll go check on the injured people."

"Maybe I'll get back to my day job for a bit?"

Tigria, Arsil, and Rabin spoke in turn before they each dispersed.

Since Lin had already told them he'd be spending the day with Lucy, there was a sense of disappointment but no lingering regrets.

"Shall we go?"

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