The Scumbag Starts Getting Dragged onto the Main Stage

In the end, the incident was over in a single night.

Using all my knowledge of the game, I cast my Tenth-Tier Magic, purifying the undead and restoring the city completely.

Well, the townspeople were speechless when they saw that the Grand Cathedral, the symbol of Erastea, had been completely destroyed, but I'd saved the city, so I hoped they'd forgive me that much.

Naturally, the Empire was held responsible, but apparently they claimed Eld had acted on his own and had already started throwing him under the bus.

In the midst of all that, I was once again being put to bed in a hotel room.

I think I've spent an abnormally large portion of this past week in bed, but it can't be helped.

However, there was one difference from my previous stays in bed.

That was—

"Hey, Ultos. You need to sleep more."

"No, I mean, I've already slept plenty. More than ten hours..."...