"Uh, wait a minute, please"
I put my hands in front of each other and push the person I've been talking to.
"Keep it up, please keep it up"
I thought it didn't make sense, but I made a gesture of waiting before returning to Mr. Rosana.
"Mr. Rosana. I don't understand the words!
"That's why you have me."
Speak again with Mr. Rosana.
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Now it's through.... maybe.
The other person has a blatantly hospitable look.
Mr. Rosana said...... a slightly more difficult face.
"What's going on?
"There's a theory... it's going to overshadow me a little bit."
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"Now you're blended into the Devil's Country, but you have a 'Fog People'. They have the remnants of what was used in the old king's capital, or ancient language."
"I've heard of it"
"The pronunciation of the ancient language I'm speaking is based on that, isn't it?... and now when I hear it, it's my pronunciation.
Mr. Rosana was dismayed.
Er, that means.
"Are you saying that the people of the fog were clamoring?
"You will. Well, not so much that we can't hear each other. A little hard to do and maybe a theory breaks down?
Both "Fog People" and "Tide People" were thought to be of the same or nearby clan, but they said they might not be.
"That still makes sense, doesn't it?"
"I'll get through. I also told him there was no hostility over here. He's on his way to get a representative now."
Speaking of which, did one young man run off?
From here on out, we were to talk while turning in Mr. Rosana's interpreter.
All conversations take place via Ms. Rosana, so even if I ask you a question, you don't get the same answer every time.
There were a lot of roundabout explanations, and it took a lot of time for me to get an approximate answer.
From the results, it is quite possible that they are the 'tidal people'.
It was not definitive because they, themselves, had never been called 'Tidal People'.
Even with an old heirloom, it's never been called that.
In other words, "The Tidal People" seemed to be a convenient name later on.
Still, they were certain to be descendants of the clan, who came to search for royalty from the former King's capital.
I could also confirm that I left the town of Porkni (formerly known as Paul Kninopur).
It goes hand in hand with the legacy of the 'Tidal People' taught by Old Ioz in his oral biography.
"What happened to the old royalty?
"They haven't found it. In other words, your ancestors drifted on this island and the ship seems to have broken."
"Is that it? It's not like the inheritance. People who came back said there was a 'paradise'..."
That's when I realized.
Is this' paradise '? It's lush indeed, but far from calling it paradise.
"That's not getting the guidelines, is it? He said he didn't even use the word 'paradise', and that no one had escaped the island in the first place."
"Heh... hmm?
Ask me more, this island. They say everything around them is surrounded by rocky reefs.
Speaking of which, did you see a lot of white waves surrounding the island?
"Looks like you've got an old record. It seems to be made from animal skin, not paper. Besides, it's the skin of an animal that's not on this island, so it must have been at the time."
He said that there was a roster of all those who came to this island, and that there was a proper record of how all of them died.
What it says is that it is about the name and year of birth/immortality, but it is also a family tree diagram, and that no one will have left somewhere.
"And can't we build a big ship?"
The rock reef gets in the way and huge ships can't get in and out.
I just made it a drifting ship here in the first place, and you think it's sitting on a reef without even letting it in to the island?
"Well, I'm pretty sure this isn't 'paradise,' and you think you can believe it even as far as I'm concerned."
I got confirmation from Charazard that there are no islands around, and people here ask me and I don't know any other islands.
"Does that mean 'Tidal People' is a hassle? I don't know what that means."
If it's an old Ioz oral, there's only one ship that left.
In other words, if their ship sat here and decayed as it were, no other island would have been found.
"They live here in detail, so it seems satisfying."
I was told that when I suggested I put some people back on Shalazad as proof.
"The representative of this island, who is speaking to Mr. Rosana, is Mr. Tyran, and it is his granddaughter, Mr. Salle, who presides over the ritual. I can't translate it well, but I wonder if it's volcanic faith. Seems to me that Mr. Salle is in the role of a witch."
There is only one village on the island, with about three hundred inhabitants.
Apparently the population has grown quickly since coming to this island, but from there it seems to be a headache all the way.
There are plenty of fish, some animals if put in the woods, but the basics say they live on old-fashioned farming methods.
Apparently no one wants to go outside the island, including the young.
"I see... what to do"
He said, "I'll give you the writing of the day, but I don't know."
"The writing at the time...... isn't that important?
He said, "I'm gonna save you that kind of stuff."
"Well, how about in exchange for the supplies Charazard carries as a historic gift to Her Majesty the Queen"
Mr. Rosana started the negotiations.
"... that's fine"
"Tell them if there's anything else you want. I don't think I'll be able to do it again anyway."
"One more time? I see it's irrelevant, and maybe we should just relax."
"Because I have to write on the map"
"I see... it's a coincidence you found this place."
"That's what I mean"
I told Mr. Tyran that, and we left this island behind.