"Oh, you really were a sage rat."
Yuri holding Jaja looks unusual at Aruba.
"Hey, I'm the Alba Germain who carves that name into the legend. Even so, I don't seem to know his name until recently."
"Right. I didn't even know your name. It is a great honor to meet the wise men who will show up with the guide of our heroes."
Deeply bowing your head, Mr. Yury.
Jaja stares at Mr. Yuri wonderfully like that.
"You were such a great guy?
I know there's a sage rat in the legend that passes on to the beasts.
I don't even know what that is.
Officer Dougie said it was something grown-ups told me when I was a little girl.
"Well, if it was about 3,000 years ago, someone would have draped my head like this on me and saluted Uyama." I felt good then. "
"What have you done?"
"I'm not making such a big deal of it. I just made a cut that would hold up a long war. We've brought together the brave men of every beast clan."
"War or Beast Warrior?
I can't imagine.
In modern times, the beasts have some certainty and territorial problems, but they can coexist well when seen at our level as ordinary people.
That's the war, man.
Well, sure.
Even we humans still can't cross racial hedges.
In terms of past wars, conflicts, and small things, even neighborhood problems in town would be like that.
There's no way we can imagine what the people who lived during the war think and how they perceive each other in a peaceful mess that only lives today.
So I knew there was a dispute in the Beasts' past that I said so.
3,000 years ago, it's a history that even classes can hardly teach when it's such an old story.
Especially the 'over there' world. The history of the world of the beasts is often badly obscured.
Because the race of the Beast Man is too numerous. Because of this, the ethnic-specific civilization also exists about the same number of ethnicities, some of which are untransmitted, and the number of literature with different perspectives on a single case is less than half.
In terms of what I learned in class, literature about the demise of a certain dynasty, for example.
There are many differences between the literature written from the perspective of the extinct party side and the literature written from the perspective of the enemy side that attacked it.
While viewing a doomed country as evil, there are books claiming that there are no injustices in the enemies that attacked it, and even stories of a completely different history from neighboring countries, and as abnormal as that exists.
The reason for this is that the beasts also have a variety of beast species than humans have a variety of races.
There are so many things called this beast species that we cannot know exactly how many.
So different countries, large and small, existed so much that they were not the ratio of the 'over here' world.
For example, I would compare it to a cat tribe like Ikari Saab or Koji.
They are the Short-haired Triple Cat Clan. It is a standard cat family with patterned hair and body hair, one of the many categories of cat family.
However, there has never been a community in history with any other cat clan.
A regional version of the Warring States era in Japan, so to speak.
In a terribly small land, even the same cats claimed territory from different races, and they couldn't stop bothering.
This is true of the same cat tribe, so if there is a race feud between dogs and birds, and even a war that I said dogs and cats, birds and cats, I don't understand the translation anymore.
If this other ethnic conflict were to occur more frequently on the same island, on the same continent, and even between continents, and more importantly around the world, the literature of the past would easily disappear.
It is ironically the world clash, man, that solved this.
We humans love to develop, for better or for worse.
For profit, loss, and survival, it can be characterized by the greed of smiling and shaking hands that you hate.
A sudden catastrophe.
Bloating damage or loss.
Many humans reached out to them halfway up in sight, in front of the unknown things that emerged: beasts, demons, magic, and the unprecedented global crisis.
Whatever the case, the human community is dozens of times the largest community on the side of the Beast Man. In the eyes of an overwhelming number of humans, the beasts must have looked like complete victims.
Its life-threatening beast side took its hand with little or no choice, and began to "coexist" between the first massive races in history, dominated by humans.
That is the history of man and beast man in modern times.
Yes, that's the takeover and sale of textbooks.
It's my knowledge of the range I studied at the high school entrance exam.
I almost chew it up and understand because I'm an idiot. There was more to it than that, but with my head, that's the best I can do.
Anything seems to be the reason why civilization on the side of the beast was not more prosperous than humans, because the beast species were too fine to transfer knowledge, technology or share.
The only magic technology that has been developed is basically only the Demons can use magic, and only the way to improve the magic equipment flowing from the Demons has advanced, and other areas are so obnoxious that it's a dead end or something.
This interpretation is the limit to me for my poor grades. I'll leave the details to the historians.
"Be modest, without the wise, our Beast tribe might still have been at war. Thank you to my ancestors."
Mr. Yury bowed his head once again with humility.
"Oh, more respect for me." "Follow me"! I was too busy with dragons to use authority at all. I've done something without my body. "
You're too flimsy to be called a wise man. You're throwing up.
"Ah."
Nana, crawling on all fours and looking up at me, called out to me.
"In the meantime, why don't you give me a hand because I want to go back there?
"Yeah. Can you give me a minute, please?
Put Jaja down next to Nana, who was holding her up, and Mr. Yury reached out to me.
Hold that hand and kick the ceiling gently.
"Slightly."
Without any resistance, my body floats.
"Wow, that's light. Feels weird."
Guigh and Mr. Yuri pull me.
I'm taller, and of course I weigh heavier.
Yet with only one hand of Mr. Yuri, my body is easily pulled.
Put your other hand on Mr. Julie's shoulder and I'll finally be back on the ground.
It's very difficult to balance and it's hard to just put your legs on.
Seeing me flirtatious and dangerous, Mr. Yuri pulls me closer together.
"Yes. Are you okay?
"Yeah, thank you. Haha."
I got embraced older.
Mr. Yury is holding his hand firmly around his hips so that I don't rise again.
Uhm. You're embarrassing me.
"Well, what are we gonna do now?
View the alba at your feet.
"For once, it's my first case, too. I didn't expect things to happen so soon, even though I assumed they would. I knew these twins were growing faster than I thought."
Aruba sees Jaja and Nana in a shivering and emotional way.
Sure, I think physical growth is pretty fast.
Whatever, it's the two of us whose necks were already sitting when we hatched from the eggs.
I was quick to fly, and I'm quick to sit down.
If you're high right away, and at this pace, maybe you're close enough to call me Dad.
"So from here on out, let's test my assumptions and deal with them."
"Verify it."
I wonder what it is. I feel like an experimental animal.
As it stands, we have to listen to this rat.
I hate it when people say things that are somewhat unscrupulous, but I just have to obey them more than I know if that's wrong.
"Shall we begin by looking at the Spirit and confirming it?"
"Spirit?"
Put Petan and his butt on the ground and shift his gaze to Jaja looking up at me.
"Yes, green spirits. You saw it before, didn't you?
Alba said so with pleasure.