But contrary to expectations, the Monster Tide in the afternoon had actually decreased.
Rod had calculated that from Noon to dusk, in four clock hours, only a few dozen monsters had appeared, and were instantly annihilated. He hadn't even needed to lift a finger.
In the evening, there were slightly more, but still not too many, and Rod, unable to stay awake, decided to return to his room to sleep—within the entire Sword Pass, he was the only one who was free to move about.
On the way back, whether he met combatants or logistics personnel, everyone was in high spirits, most of them believed that just a little more effort would see the end of the dark tide.
According to Trolian tradition, once a disaster ended, there usually followed a long period of good days.
They discussed cheerfully how to spend their vacation and warmly invited Rod to join them.
Passing the duty room, Rod saw members of the support and emergency team lying there, sleeping soundly.