The Windy City is only large enough for a day or so if you simply want to visit (sightseeing).

However, if the investigation is to be carried out in greater detail, it is also large enough that no matter how much time there is, it will be insufficient.

Consequently, researchers who are still accompanied by escorts are using their limited time to carry out research.

The Sigels decided to keep their first day in sight in a tourist mood.

The reason is simple, because I thought it would be better to give a lot of explanations for Siegel to come to this place for the first time.

If we did an investigation without the previous information, we decided that there might be new discoveries, but that it would take extra time if we didn't know and tell the truth.

The decision was made long before they entered the ruins, so the Sigels were now walking around the windy capital relaxed.

"I think the skill of building so many buildings on so many mountains is amazing, but nothing stands out about this."

After his morning tour, Sigel leaked that feeling as he mouthed his lunch.

"Right. The ruins of prehistoric civilization, with the exception of places, are very common. But that's why all the researchers are here."

Sigel nodded so much to explain the marina.

Because it is a very common site, it can also be considered a very important place to explore the lifestyle and technical skills of the time.

However, I was satisfied with the researchers' objectives, which can therefore also be a problem for the Siegels.

"If this is all people are going in and research is going on, it's going to break a lot of bones to make new discoveries."

"Right. Well, that's something I knew enough about."

While agreeing with Sigel, Philomena replied with a bitter smile.

In fact, researchers coming to this site often come to ascertain the general characteristics of ancient sites rather than making new discoveries.

In that sense, we can say that the Sigels are rare today.

After a brief lunch and a short break, he continued his tour of the ruins again.

Sadly, there was no new discovery even with Sigel, because even when it comes to touring, we just safely look around the big streets.

Still, in the description of the Philomenas, I could understand the ruins, which to some extent are considered prehistoric civilizations.

And from that next day on, each of them began to investigate the ruins in earnest.

The third day since the Sigels entered the Windy Capital and began their investigation.

Sigel was stopping somewhere.

"Mm-hmm. I don't care what you think of this. I don't know?

In front of Sigel, who is so grumbling, was built something (...) that I have seen so many times before.

That building, which looked familiar, only looked like Sigel, like he was saying there was something.

It was Sigel who had been bothering me on the spot for a while, but I decided to stop doing my research on my own and call the Philomenas.

Like every other time, I just wish I could find something, but I thought it would be hard for me to get involved on my own.

And the Philomenas, gathered by Sigel, had a uniformly impressive face.

"Sigel, you found it well."

"It's true. I don't care how you look at it, there's a perception of alienation."

Following Philomena, when Marina said so, Sigel looked surprised.

"What!?

"It's not like it's out of sight or anything. I know it's there, but it's a trick that drives me out of consciousness."

When Michaela went on to say so, Sigel once again looked seriously at the anvil (...) in front of him.

Sigel's eyes showed a blurry building, and it didn't look like such magic.

Philomena continued with a bitter smile at Sigel, who was twisting her neck as she looked at Aan.

"Well, it's not so strong when it comes to perceived alienation. Even if I had found this garden, if I were a researcher, I would have spent a normal amount of time on the street. Well, that's what it does."

The magic of perceived alienation that is being cast on an anvil in front of you is not only difficult to find, but is also applied to something that, once up in consciousness, immediately puts you out of your thoughts.

In short, as long as Sigel doesn't realize that he's special from the beginning, he's quickly forgetting.

In that sense, it just so happens that the first thing I found was Sigel, and if the Philomenas had found it first, I would have realized the same.

After hearing the explanations of the Philomenas, Sigel, who once again saw the urn, found that there was indeed a magic of perceived alienation.

During the carriage journey, Philomena and the others have taught us so much that we are growing.

"... I see. Sure there is, isn't there?

What is subtly questionable is your respect.

Far from realizing it at all.

Laughing at Sigel like that, Philomena and the others began investigating Ani.

I do not believe that there is anything so obviously hidden in the urn.

And, as expected, less than an hour after the investigation was launched, I found something in a collapsing urn.

What I found was a rig that, in a way, should be taken for granted, was a Siegel escort.

"Sigel, this is it"

"Hmm? Did you find something?

That's how Sigel asked back to the rig pointing in a certain direction while holding Sigel's arm.

"I think I found it, or I can't seem to find the Philomenas inside, so I thought it was time to tell you..."

How dare Rig find it as soon as he walked into the ark, but he kept quiet so that he wouldn't get in the way of the Sigels.

But after deciding that the boulder would take too long, I decided to teach.

Having gently checked at his fingertips what the rig was referring to, Sigel did find that there was something like a plate separated by five centimeters large.

And the Philomenas watching it had a slightly stunned look on their face.

"Why can't I find it if I should have figured it out in a previous anvil..."

Michaela responded with a bitter smile to Filomena, who was still about to poke her knee.

"Because it's unfamiliar stuff to us. Hey. What I'm missing is the hard part about not being able to say…"

Without the rig, there was certainty among the Philomenas that they would not have found it all along.

It can be described as a simple trick, but the inability to find it, as someone who is entrusted with the profession of investigating the ruins, would just have no choice but to snap.

I knew this was going to happen, so the rig kept quiet for a while, but I couldn't keep it a secret from Sigel forever either.

So I looked at it some time before making a report.

"Ahhh, Rig. It's difficult because you don't have to look like that."

Sigel is under the impression of a vigorous rig against a careful rug, but that's why I don't think I can take such care of him.

That's obvious because you still look like you're awkward watching the Philomenas.

Whether it's because you've been with Sigel for a long time, the spirits can be sensitive to people's thoughts.

If it's normal, it's common sense about the Spirit that you don't care about people's finesse at all, but if you look at the rigs, you know very well that such things are only on a very small side of the Spirits.

Philomena and the others have been dating, and I understood that very well.

"That's the thing. Rather, I'm glad you found me."

"That's right. You don't have to worry about that. It's a lot more than a waste of time."

Following Philomena, when Michaela said so, the rig smiled painfully in its face.

Seeing it, Sigel looked at the Philomenas in a heartbeat.

"Well, it's time to touch it, but are you ready?

In my previous experience, I can predict that something will happen if I touch the plate.

This would embarrass Siegel if nothing happened to him, but as far as the rig was concerned, Siegel was convinced it would not.

Even if nothing happened, Philomena and the others wouldn't blame Sigel.

Sigel, who confirmed that the Philomenas nodded, gently touched the plate.

Then, as we had seen elsewhere, a ladder appeared in the center of the temple towards the basement.