When Lann came out from the Commander-in-Chief's office in the circulation area with a small shield emblem at his waist and returned by cable car to the dining area where the feast was being held, the banquet was already nearing its end.
Most of the Hunters were carefree and uninhibited optimists, but at the same time, they were professional personnel engaged in dangerous work.
So, except for special holidays or commemorative events, they would consciously avoid getting drunk.
So by this stage of the banquet, only a few people remained at the tables.
The head chef Elu and assistant Elu cats were already bouncing around, starting to clean up the messy tables.
It was just plates and utensils, as for the food, the Hunters seemed to have eaten everything, leaving nothing behind.
Watching them yawning with their pink tongues out and their big eyes squinting, they must have had a tiring day too.
Lann patted his stomach... to be honest, he hadn't eaten much today.
