I was in the Great Sacred Prayer Place.
In the territory within the Holy Republic, this place secures a vast earth.
A place where a circular wall of about two metres encloses the earth with nothing but a giant statue. There are four doors on all sides, with people coming in from all sides.
At the center, a giant statue of the goddess Astaire is exposed to the blue sky, and beneath it is like a simple but made pedestal.
Besides, the pedestal was not just a giant statue, but something else was available. There are also knights and Sorians of the Holy Republic there.
But nothing else. That's all the place is.
That's all the place was supposed to be, but the square was already filled with more than 50,000 people.
Plus from outside the walls, it's still full of people trying to get in.
I just don't feel strange and narrow.
The giant statue will also rust if it rains, but it shines beautifully at a level that has not always failed to maintain it.
It's a strange place.
"Ooh, it's been a long time, hasn't it?"
And I was called out.
Looking back, I saw a familiar face.
"Uh."
"What, have you forgotten? Villa of True Astaire Solicitation. You've received it."
"Oh. That time."
The man was the one who handed out the billa to me when I was watching True Astian solicitation in each king's capital.
But the opposite is often true of me.
I'm glad I left behind a mask I bought before to see True Ascending activities. The sound sounds strong if tapped, which is quite stiff and hard to use, but still helped.
Sometimes it breaks my heart to be seen with suspicious eyes, but I can't help it either.
Riff told me I didn't have to hide it, but I put it on just in case.
"Where did you come from as a religion? He didn't come to us after all."
"Nowhere, a sight to behold"
"A sight.... That was a bit of a bad time. Maybe you should come back out, huh?
A man says with a bitter face.
Do you mean crowds of people?
"It's just a hassle to go back now. I mean, is there anything other than asterism here? There was an atmosphere other than Astianism when I said so earlier. Besides, you're here."
"That's right. There's a lot going on in Astianism. With the exception of True Astaism, there are many factions."
Speaking of which, there is no such thing as persecuting true Astianism as you felt in the King's capital.
I'm more naturally familiar with it.
If you look closely, there's also Sufi.
There was a priestly presence of several other religions.
"But it's Astianism that's partitioning, isn't it? No problem?
"Normally, that's impossible, right? But this year is rare. There are so many crises that it's time to bond. And..."
A man looks up.
I was looking at the giant statue of Astaire, not the blue, shining sky.
Everyone believes in Astaire because it's the same thing.
"Right."
People who would be followers of another religion if they saw it are also looking up.
Consolidation.
If you look at it from me, it's like Astaism takes the lead, but isn't that even more interesting to those who believe in something?
Or where do you think the magic sent to Astaire doesn't change who takes the initiative to pray -?
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Wall entry restrictions were imposed around each person's interval becoming critical.
There's about enough room to sit down. It would be extra time for when I feel bad.
Are the Astian people standing on the wall managing it exactly? Pretty amazing.
Besides, they all have quite a bit of magic. - A knight, or.
I shook my head thinking that far.
This is within the Holy Republic. Exactly. It doesn't.... should be.
And I can only feel one magic power. Impossible, it should be.
But why not?
I'm the one who's unknowingly rolling out some magic formations.
Is it the one that comes from empirical instinct...
"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you very much for coming together."
Two, a man's voice sounded.
There's a magic item loudspeaker on a pedestal that's twice the size of a person. A man in the priest's clothes is talking there.
No, it's a little more flashy than a priest. He's a blue-haired man, but he's more of a combat oriented strength than a priest in one way or another.
"Yesterday in a precarious situation, with the blessing of the goddess Astaire..."
etc.
I'm talking about the past, the present, the future through Astaire.
Some wept at it.
It means there are not many people here who have been through a hard experience.
However, people who would be true Astaire followers at a distance from Sufi, including the man next door, look more bitter than sad.
You look like you're waiting for something.
'Now, let's finish this story shorter than it takes longer. Moving on to prayer time.'
And says the priest-style man. Then I heard cheers from inside and outside the square.
And in some cases, he was eager to say, "Whoa! even screaming." I wonder what you're so happy about.
Is it also a religion that prays aloud? Perhaps some of the stories of the priests that I felt were long are thrilled that they are finally over.
It turns out why you think...
It was Soria who came up on the pedestal. When I showed my face from above, more gushed in the square.
"As I pass, I, Soria Aiden, will perform the divine service of prayer"
Soria bows gently as she says so.
The audience thrived to the point where it shook the ground even more to its appearance.
This is not the goddess Astaire anymore, it's the religion of the Virgin Soria. It's busy enough to make you think.
"The idol here will be this giant bronze statue"
Explain by Soria pointing her hand at the giant statue behind her.
idols. That is the object of prayer.
From pendants and fist-sized statues to something that shows a huge presence in this square. It exists in a wide variety of ways.
They serve as a medium to deliver the magic of the goddess.
That's what I looked into before I got here. It just doesn't make sense to come to the field, so I've secured my previous knowledge.
"Then let's pray."
Soria begins to meditate and pray with her eyes as she lays her hands on top.
People also prayed on their hands to go with it. A stream of magic is absorbed towards the bronze statue.
- It looked like it, and from my eyes, the magic stream was shifting to something else.
Ahead flowing from the bronze statue are the men who stood on the pedestal before Soria and the men who stood on the wall.
Gradually a vast amount of magic is flowing through their bodies.
It was a familiar magic formation.
- Demons.
That was the sight of the demons I saw on the battlefield.
But more importantly, I was surprised...
"That's it! The High Priest of Astaire - Zai Fonde!
It was a girl, a figure of Sufi, screaming as if she had expected it.
And there was a red on the magic stream I was watching. It was "the colour that is manifesting the magic currents", which can be seen by anyone in general.