Michael came to the tavern, which was still full of noble young lords who stayed out all night.
Although Michael looked down on such young lords, he was quite envious of them. After all, in real life, his teenage years were spent under strict family supervision, and he only gained true freedom after establishing his career...
The tavern was smoky after an all-nighter, but the floor and counter were polished and shiny. This stark contrast made Michael's eyes light up!
At this time, various calls echoed in the tavern: "Greetings, Sage Lord!"
"Sage Lord, when will there be another beer festival?"
"Sage Sir, I also want to go on an adventure, I'm so envious of old Heiwa..."
