It's 4 a.m. during gaming. Ten Lords Chat Group has pulled another all-nighter.
Michael is still drinking at Wine God Manor, feeling groggy. Michael now understands the benefits of the Wine God's false wine—it's able to simulate the effects of real wine yet won't lead to blackouts.
Rachael's lawyer exam came to a halt midway, and it's unclear when she fell asleep. Rachael was never the type for studying, especially not while gaming.
Sariel and Raphael are still fiercely battling the meat mountain on the island at sea. Actually, it's not so much fierce as it is weak and boring.
The night market in Black Iron City has finally dispersed due to fatigue. The passion that instills faith ends in exhaustion, and Metatron doesn't want to overdo it and invite criticism, so the animal protection activities also end with expectations for the battle tomorrow. Metatron and the mentor SelaAmy have each returned home, to the mansion, or to the hotel to rest.
