Sang-Hyeon had eaten enough food and met plenty of people. It felt like he repeated stories from his archery days about thirty-one times. Thinking back, it seemed like he told these stories to every country that made it to the tournament. 1

Did he really? Sang-Hyeon couldn’t quite remember. He had been sipping champagne whenever he felt awkward or bored and his head started feeling fuzzy at some point. 0

He sat on a sofa for a moment and looked at his phone. 0

Bzzt.0

A message came from Ju-Hyeok.0

[Ju-Hyeok: How have you been?]0

It had been a while since he heard from Ju-Hyeok. Sang-Hyeon, holding his dizzy head, moved his thumbs with effort and sent a reply.0

[Sang-Hyeon: Good]0

[Sang-Hyeon: I’m at a dinner party. Almost over]0

As he stared blankly at the chandelier on the ceiling, another message from Ju-Hyeok arrived.0

[Ju-Hyeok: Oh. Good to hear. By the way, our merchandise is out, lol]0

“...”0

Sang-Hyeon wanted to point out the earlier mistake, but the mention of merchandise completely caught his attention. In the meantime, Ju-Hyeok sent another message.0

[Ju-Hyeok: We got the This World merchandise...0