In an instant, the great square where people hissed each other turned into an exciting one.
The gathered people whisper out loud, slap their hands, kick the ground, laugh like crazy, scream, and wave their hands.
A tremendous amount of heat and sound pressures pushed him to the top of the stage, and Tor wandered unexpectedly.
The flock of Vajra ants is still cuter just for the minute of silence.
Moo, not too scared, was surprised by this, too, when he rushed over and let himself lurk behind Tor's back in panic.
Neighbor Sola also reaches out and grabs Thor's elbow.
By contrast, are you accustomed to this situation, and Dadan looked at the square happily with his purple eyes shining with his hands together behind him?
And in anticipation of the noise starting to calm down, he shouts out with his hands wide open.
"Well, gentlemen. Would it be time for me to introduce you to those brave men who have accomplished this feat?
When the voice that passes low sounds, the hustle and bustle occasionally gather the gaze of the crowd.
Dadan nodded to Eagle Deep, pointing to two redheads with his left hand.
"First of all, these two, the unwavering pillars that our border city boasts, are Straccia and Ninessa!
At the same time as that voice, at some point a group of women rush in, wrapped in glossy costumes, to the place that had been vacated in front of the altar.
The beauties, who were fairly exposed, carried a thin stick with fire on both hands.
When the music comes out of somewhere, the women begin to perform an enchanting dance as they twirl the burning pine lights.
The dancers belonging to the Temple of Liberation were immediately hailed.
The dance would have lasted for about a few minutes.
As the two Red Tail clans wave forward, the music becomes quiet as the waves pull and the dancers run off to the sleeves of the stage.
And instead, 10,000 Thunder applause rolled up.
"Next, young and recognized for his talent, Kugase, the secret son of the Temple of Service!
"What is it, that introduction..."
When a blurry Tea Horn girl comes forward, now a group of men in plain brown lawsuits appear silently.
Everyone had a big turtle's armor, and when they lined up in a row, they stood at best.
And with a wild voice, he began to perform a song strictly glorifying the god Guidaros.
He plays brilliantly, sometimes tapping on the edge of the methyl, clawing strings stretched behind the methyl.
The audience, listening quietly, applauded the clerics as they finished singing.
"My temple is too plain."
"Well, next time, I'll definitely introduce you. Behold, look at this little brave man!
Also moving forward, Dadan draws the attention of the square as he waves his hands up at the altar.
The old man glanced one eye at Moo, who remained hidden behind Tor, watching his reaction under the altar with skill.
"Granted the unusual grace of the thunderous god Gigiro, this young child is mummy! Not the adventurer who did so much for this crusade!
At the same time as the proclamation, the tough men who had refrained under the altar lifted their feet and slammed them to the ground.
The priests, gathered in purple coats, keep stepping on their feet.
Footsteps, vividly aligned when noticed, were engraving a fierce clap.
When it was time to perfectly attract people's interest, the big men began singing temporarily with their shoulders side by side.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! The exhilarating courage that overflows its small body - a fierce tide of blood that knows no fear"
As soon as he heard the song, Moo let his eyes shine and jumped right out of Tor's back.
He sings aloud with joy in front of a crowd who loses their words to the sudden unfolding.
"The black, shining Tutsuru helmet, the flying horns poke heaven - oh, brave raspberries -"
"Yeah?"
"The Maiden of War, who loves Soli Slip so much, is also very good at handrail slipping -"
"Hey, Moo."
"What's up, To? Thank you very much."
"What, this song?
Whatever you ask, it is Moo's personal information itself.
The child questioned replied, pretending to have fun with his whole body.
"This is the song you asked Serney to do."
"Mammmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!
The grand singing of the men echoes in the blue sky as they step.
However, the lyrics are completely meaningless.
So much so that Sarah's face in her eyes writing a song with a troubled look on her face.
But the mysterious combination of the adorable children's dance and the brave footsteps song seemed well beyond expectations.
Only when did people shake up the bush and began to sing the rust part together.
"Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-hmm!
And the inhabitants, who sang everything, clap their hands and crack as they sweat.
Moo returned a bow that folded from his waist, with a full grin.
"Oh ho. Let me introduce you to Lambmerla, the maiden of healing."
ExcitedThe cooling audience boils down to Dadan's words once again.
The first player was Rikoli, Lambmerla's sister. With his half-sleepy eyes, he finally whistles.
Multiple whistles and harps intertwine one after the other as the audience hears the sound of a single flute.
It just so happened that the sound was happily played out.
The beauty of it is just the musicians with the protection of the water-play tree.
A gentle, thick sound captivates the people surrounding the square.
More singing was added there.
Also unnoticed was the children in matching white clothes lined up in front of the altar.
With a mix of familiar faces, it's probably the students of the Temple of Exploration.
With a young but high and clear voice, he sings the mercy and teachings of the six great gods on the performance.
Lambmerla also proceeded quietly and joined the song.
And the other one.
It was Euril who entered next to it.
Eventually, the two standing side by side start singing with their voices in alignment.
In a quiet square, beauty sang the miracle of God.
To that singing the audience kneels one after the other, combining their hands as they pray.
At the end of the two soloists, they also return to play and children's voices, this time becoming a chorus and shaking a large number of hearts.
At the end, Licori played a complicated melody and closed the song.
Dadan, who was waiting for the song to end, nodded and offered his right hand to the Grey Ear beauty.
"This is the more useful actor in this reign, and the famous magician of the Temple of Exploration, Lord Yuryl."
"Oh, thank you for your kindness."
A downpouring applause is sent to a woman who bows her head deep.
Euril, with her face up, gave her the usual gentle grin.
"How amazing..."
"It's so flashy. I'm surprised."
"Because this kind of reveals the achievements of the Temple, so to speak. It's a great opportunity to increase your followers and donations."
Kugase, shrugging his shoulders, continued his words looking down at the square chillily.
"So this time, the people at the trading temple have been pushing up quite a bit to let Mr. Chita in. But Mr. Chita has declined, so thank you."
Looks like there are a lot of things going on.
Thor and Sola, who looked at each other, nodded as troubled.
Unfortunately, there is no temple in this city for the gods who have given the Tors the protection of their skilled trees.
So naturally, a choir or something doesn't even exist.
Nothing. We both don't care about that per se, but it makes me feel unspeakable to seem to water the uplift.
"At first, I wish you'd introduced me."
"Right."
"No, that's not how it works. It's a hell of a story about turning you two around first."
"Um, is it time?
And Dadan, who had made Thor and his men close only one eye, went forward and looked round the square.
The gaze of the gathered inhabitants gathered, by the way, to the old man who would unite the city.
"Well, the last thing I want to introduce you to is these two."
Dadan, who shook his arm up in a daze, asked him to point to Thor and Sola.
A lot of gaze shifted to the trick.
"The biggest trump card that annihilated the vicious ants. That's not this Tor and Sola! Without these two, it would be impossible for me to reclaim the land of Bossaria. I've been so active."
It is true that without < restore > and < invert > domination of the Ant's Nest would not have been possible.
It just lifts too much, and instead it sounds like a lie.
What now spread among the people was bewilderment.
In the meantime, someone's voice is accidentally released from the corner of the square.
"Thor's brother!" "Brother, no!" "Yuryl." "Mr. Thor, Mr. Sola!
The Lord of the Voice was Brother Rolloff, and Diargo.
"Tor!" "Sola!" "Good luck, old man -!" "What, do your best, idiot"
Next to it, the young quartet is also raising their voices with defeat.
Next to it, furthermore, the owner of the armorer behind the alley and the lord's look of the weapons workshop also wave heavily.
Not only that, but the lady husband of the fabric store, the woodcutters, the miners, and the stall owners stood in line to cheer for Thor and Sola.
At that moment, the crowd, which was a gathering of faceless people, turned into the people they saw in the Tor.
A face I know well, a face I see occasionally, a face I see but don't know his name.
A large number of faces are accompanied by more and more names and memories.
That face looking up at this one was all full of joy.
The eyes and voices that are directed at me stick loudly behind Thor's chest.
So Tor finally understood the magnitude of what he could have accomplished.
As he hurried through his gaze, he had a rare expression of excellence as Euril looked at Tor.
I said you finally figured it out, and I'm moving my eartips pimply.
Exhaling from the bottom of his belly, Thor leaked a bitter laugh as he scratched under his chin.
There. Now Rammella, with serious eyes, moves forward.
"We ask you all to listen carefully. That horrible monster's nest we challenged was set with a nasty curse trap. My sister was so cut off from her path as an adventurer because of it. However, Master Thor and Master Sola's magic tricks saved us like that. By retreating the curse further, even the lost streets once came back to normal. That it is precisely his person who is the Messiah and who has the power equal to the use of God..."
So Lambmerla, who separated the words, looked over at the waves of people filling the Great Square.
Everyone is breathtaking and waiting to continue.
"But with so much power, Master Thor has a disgraceful name. It's called mudfishing. What do you think, ladies and gentlemen? May I call such a hero in such a disgraceful way? No, I don't think so. So, how about it? It is the name of the Angel of God that Tor deserves."
"Give me a break, such a big name"
"... is it?
"Besides, it's an indisputable fact that I've been fishing for mud and living. And I'm not proud of it, but I'm not willing to deny it."
Keeping an eye on Lambmerla, Thor returned the words pale.
"So mud fishing or whatever, you can call me whatever you want. That doesn't change anything about me."
".................. ok. I'm afraid you're right, Dear Thor."
"I'd be most grateful if you would normally call me Thor."
To that one word, someone screamed Tor. Go on. Sora and someone scream.
Tor, Sola, Tor, Sola, Tor, Sola, Tor, Sola.
The two names were called together, sounding high not only in the square but throughout the city.
The line of introduction was finally concluded, after which the celebration gathering was closed with an explanation of the current situation in Bossaria in Dadan.
The carriages that were waiting in the square slowly moved out and headed outside the city.
It is the Bossarian refugees on board and the people who wanted to immigrate.
It is so many that I think it is a good collection in about ten days.
I can also see you carrying a big bag again and following you on foot.
Some of them appeared to be children cured by Tor.
Looking emotionally, Euril softly began to ear.
"How about that? Mr. Thor."
"This is it, you have something on your chest"
"Hehe, is that right"
"But my purpose is still to see a view I've never seen. That's all. That could help people, but that's coming."
To the lightly said Tor, Euril tries to lift her eyebrows just a little.
And smile, gently returning the words.
"That sounds more like Mr. Thor."
The reconstructed Border District of Bossaria was to be placed under the jurisdiction of and with the support of the border district of Dadan, which gained the right to govern.
As a result, the recovered land returns to agricultural land, increasing tax revenues, etc., at once.
North-South streets were also revived, and the transport of luggage was significantly shortened.
The Adventurers Bureau is stationed in the two cities, and their ranks and so forth become common.
Furthermore, the shortage of prey, etc. was eliminated due to the increase in hunting grounds, but on the contrary, there are more lands to protect and there are concerns about the shortage of adventurers.
In particular, Bossaria is also a dangerous situation where vicious monsters are susceptible because of the still intense temper in the vicinity.
"Didn't Mr. Thor have a meeting with the mayor of Bossaria?
"Oh, there was, but I said no."
They had it on the Stracchias, too, but they all said no.
"Uh, like a waste"
"Moo would make a town of raspbergs, but no."
"You need to quit being an adventurer. Then you say no."
Scratching under his chin, Thor continued his words.
And the ants' crest is a little lame.
Starting tomorrow, it is another new hunting ground.