If you go to Fountain Square, which is almost in the center of the city, the dog statue of interest is easily in sight. Me and Ortio-kun were breathing for it, but the active generation of brave men still had a cool face. I also seeped some regret... but I couldn't help but work out differently.
Put it aside, and go before the statue of the square.
"Here, are you okay...?
Dark blue (koi ai) salad hair that reminds me of someone from time to time. The boy shook the head it rode and asked worried about the appearance of the people scattered in the square. I felt like I was wearing a shoulder watermark because I thought someone was waiting for me in front of the statue.
"Are you late, in charge...?
Face to face with the anxious boy and zero those words.
Arias Route... Arias Route... Could it be Mr. Arias the Great Sage? And. I thought I'd move my eyes to the name that was dug into your dog's statue...
--Ah!? Could this be your dog! Holy Beast Partheus...!?
And. Suddenly he twitches and crawls his fingers to the diminutive plates that have become less irregular and searches for "Pa”.
—— Ahhh... yeah... well, like I can't seem to read Pal...?
The name plate of the statue, just on the height of the chest. I saw the irregularities in the continental lettering that are being diluted by weathering, and, um, yeah, I see. Your dog's body is made of black stone. Its size and the length of hair hanging from its eyes. Oh, somehow, he looks like Pachyva... and it's when he smiled.
"No, no, thank you for waiting"
A grandfather with a gentle movement, coming from more than the crowd scattered in the square. Are you the first participants to be drawn Arias Route while stroking your beard? and.
Ortio-kun said, "Yes," to the question. When I returned to a slight nervousness, my grandfather snuggled again and approached this one.
"Then before the next competition… a little bit of the history of this city. Oh, don't worry. This story is mandatory for any team that pulls the route. Lisertia Festa also weighs in on getting to know the city, so you won't be late. It could include things that might be tips for competitions, so listen."
and.
Standing side by side in front of the statue, Grandpa speaks out.
"Once upon a time when this city was devastated..."
Going back, like, thousands and hundreds of years.
With a completely unrecorded global catastrophe, this city, which was devastated...
Still, it was a place where there were more signs of people than there was room for them, and they were in a tragedy where they were deprived of their daily food by a winged demon who apparently stared at it.
When the demons, outlaws and other demonic forces attacked them, they also showed themselves and protected their inhabitants. In terrible years, they demanded young children as sacrifices, and forced people to live with just enough food so that they could not eat it in detail, for hundreds of years or so with a faint memory.
Being ruled by demons… is a rare story, though. In those days, the continent was only dotted with “towns” of a size that could not be relied upon to call them countries, and the presence of outlaws was not uncommon. Wherever I went, it was a painful life, a time like that. Arias, the great sage who appeared unexpectedly there, is going to make a big difference in the times that follow... well, now we're talking about Lisertia.
Surrounded by strong demons, one man visited this city at one point where there was no natural happiness, although a minimum of life was guaranteed. Needless to say, Mr. Arias, but in the beginning the people of the city felt that strange travelers had arrived. The man's waist was always calm, but there were times when he could follow a large beast, and for a moment anecdotes remain that he suspected he was an outlaw. Normally, his (or his) great sage is often portrayed in a faceless robe, so I guess there was such a misconception.
Mr. Arias did not beg for food with few inhabitants, but was actively involved in every problem in the city, etc. It would have been easy for him to deal with the problems of the inhabitants of this city, as he would have been told of the Great Sage in future generations. Known also as a water wizard, he is said to have been particularly good at water magic, but in an era when most magic was retreating, he was in exactly the same state as a miracle petitioner.
Having thus gained their trust, he asked for permission to enter the city's best mansion, where, in the past, a person who would have had power would supposedly resided. But the inhabitants push silence. It has been an abandoned city for hundreds of years, and there will be no valuables left. If you asked me to come in, I was in a good condition. But there was a problem. There's nothing wrong with that.
"At that time, the city's greatest ruins were inhabited by demons of example."
Residents push silence. Still a few, who showed compassion. Actually, there's a horrible “winged demon” living over there. I don't think I can beat “that” for how much magic you've lost. Please give up and welcome home. Please, please, before they notice.
"But Arias the Wise followed the Black Beast and was told our fathers"
The name of this beast is Partheus. It's a beast given to me by the gods. This kid is strong.
And I too am a blessed being over the gods, whoever lives in that mansion, heaven will surely help me.
I will come alone after plenty of sundown so as not to inconvenience you as much as possible. Never go outside. And no matter what happens, I want you to pretend to have nothing to do with me.
"That night, as declared, he took only this Holy Beast Partheus by his side and stepped into the ruined mansion"
That night was a quiet one for the inhabitants.
The very people of the city who shrink with a breath, and after a while, they heard continuously something disintegrate from far away. Residents who harden themselves and breathe away. Then there's the sound of an explosion. Then there's the roar of the beast.
How much time has passed.
The hidden darkness of the moon had only lost its sound for how long.
"A short while after the noise broke off, one resident never went outside. One, another. I couldn't stay without knowing how it ended."
Several residents rendezvoused with no one at the cramped place saying that there was a mansion, and walked face-to-face.
Every step is heavy, and I still feel bad if I don't see the end of it.
Soon their sight will shine, and the hidden moon will show its face.
Lay low in the collapsed scenery, the figure of a black wing demon. The appearance of a beast stepping on it.
Arias, the great sage, put a mighty shackle of magic on him and calmed his demons deep underground where the mansion was located.
"That's how this city got its peace. We pay tribute to the Holy Beast Partheus, who brought peace to our ancestors, and in this way we still keep statues in the centre of the city"
Grandpa stroked his mustache with his right hand several times and slowly closed his mouth telling the story of Lisertia's history.
Heh, you had such a relationship with Mr. Arias. I am so impressed that Ortio-kun, a resident, is also impressed by the fact that he "was..." Mr. Chris also pointed his gaze at you as if he was talking about something.
"Come on, then, that's the point. Gentlemen who pulled Arias Route. I'll give you the assignment."
At this time, the trees shake with a touch, and someone drinks by their side.
"This is the challenge for you."
Say that, Grandpa, one feather to the boy.
"Arrange five tools for the Great Sage."
I'll come back to this place when I'm done collecting. I'll be waiting for you.
Sent to Grandpa's smile, we quit the spot.
Heading to start is the nearest store. The wizard's wand store---is.