The gates that send adventurers out to the eastern part of the country, where there is a "coma hole" that creates boundless temper, are called the outer gates.
On the other side of the city, by contrast, the gates that open towards the streets stretching north and south were called the main gates.
Thor loosened his mouth only slightly, feeling sarcastic, to a crowd of people hissing across the main gate, although it was a matter of nomenclature.
From now on, the carriage is headed to the square in front of the city hall in the middle of the inner city.
So to a large extent, they will announce the success of this Bossaria recapture.
It is the first guards selected from the Guards who will serve as the queue's exposé.
Dressed in white, dazzling true silver armor, with a bandaged sword, they walk in a neat line and silently leading.
People flocking on both sides of the boulevard cheered heavily at the appearance of armed groups who usually had little chance to see that they would not go as far as the outside streets.
But as soon as we witness the next one to appear, one silence after another begins to spread.
And to the incredible sight of passing in front of him, he leaked his questionable voice in his mouth.
"... why, a child?
"What are you on? That, how is it working?
"I got mixed up by mistake... or something, right?
It was a purple-eyed child wearing a small crown and a red cape who rode Yuyu and Soli into the middle of the road.
It is floated by demonic stones, but I see nothing present to pull the sleigh.
But the silver soli with the red triangle flag travels smoothly through the universe.
The people who dropped him off afterwards noticed the tease of power and opened their mouths.
What was attached to the rear of the soli was a giant storm crystal stone.
Every time a child touches it, the wind is pushing forward.
The audience had no choice but to drop off the words as they lost sight of the improbable luxurious use of the Demonic Crystal Stone.
What then appeared was an undisguised four-person instrumental carriage.
Sitting in the front seat is the city's proud Vajra swordsman "Shield to the strongest sword" Straccia.
Next door is Ninessa, who became Stracchia's fiancée and was famous for her role as "the user of phantom flames".
In the back seat sits Kugase, known as a young genius.
The crowd raised a cheerful and welcoming voice at once at the appearance of the heroes everyone knew.
The cheering to be heated was increased how much by the next carriage passenger.
It is Lambmerla, famous for its number of followers, who wield his hands with a clear face from the previous seat.
It is popular with residents in general as the face of a well-received therapeutic temple, even secretly known as the "Healing Princess".
It was the figure of a beautiful woman sitting next to it, however, that people accidentally leaked their voices.
High nose muscles and calm grey eyes on silver hair that shines clear when it hits the day.
Its neat face, including the ears protruding from left to right, had attracted the crowd reluctantly.
A cold beauty reminiscent of even more perfect snow crystals makes a difference the moment you smile, like a flower in the raucous sun.
The crowd immediately shouted an enthusiastic cheer at the unfamiliar beauty.
At first I looked around at the previous two, but the girl in the back seat was no less cute and shouted at me.
An equally unfamiliar maiden in a white robe, she was vigorously waving to the hedge to shine her eyes.
"Wow, that's so popular. Mr. Lamb and Mr. Euril."
"Heh heh, Mr. Sola is welcome."
"Yeah, we'll all be watching Sola better."
Three people conversing amicably with their gaze pointing around them.
Hearing it next door, Thor asks what worries him.
"Mr. Yuryl, the sun is pretty tight, are you okay?
"Yes, because I'm applying sunscreen today"
"Really? By the way, isn't this a long way to go?
"It's Tor's revelation, isn't it? Looks like you'll have plenty of time."
"Look, Tor, you're smiling, smiling"
Each of them has a pleasant look on the face of the crowd filling the street.
Thor made me laugh bitterly when I felt uncomfortable somewhere, even though I didn't think it was bad.
As Lambmerla put it, the carriage, which carefully strolled down the street, took fifteen minutes to finally reach the Grand Square.
A large altar is set around the area where the bronze statue of Dadan is located, and when the carriage approaches, the priests surrounded by purple coats greet him.
At the head of it was Dadan, who wore a rare and white uniform exactly.
Sola, who has only seen her usual appropriateness, asks sneaking ears at Tor as she gets out of the carriage.
"Uh, uh, similar, but is it Mr. Dadan?
"Oh, you're probably a master"
"Here, I can hear you, you guys"
Stay ahead of Dadan and line up the stairs next to him to the top of the stage.
What was spreading there was the appearance of a large number of people filling under their eyes.
As Dadan moved one step forward, a loud cheer arose and stopped perfectly as his hand lifted.
The big old man, who slowly looked out at the audience, exalted a voice that did not make him feel old.
"Well, on this day, I really want to do one thing for all of you who have gathered"
Breathtaking Dadan screams as he pokes his bush straight up into heaven.
"It's about declaring victory! Behold, with these eight hands the land of Bossaria has returned to our hands again!
At the same time that the voices echoed in the square disappear, the priests who believe in the God of Thunder tread their feet and shout out the roar of victory.
And without setting it apart, a tremendous amount of cheer rolled up.