Man
> Thank you so much......!
> Not only curing the plague, but also mend the farmland...
> Is there any chance. that you are in fact a new Lokapala (Divine Guardian)!?
> Such benevolent act, you must be!
> Please, join us in our village
> All the townspeople will welcome---
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> ......tsk.
Man
> Tsk?
???
> ......My apology. My throat is in bad condition.
> Please do not mind it.
> I'm merely a wanderer, just came by to see the situation.
> I can't be a fundamental solution to this LostBelt...... this World.
> What will end you are,
> Those who will come after.
> They are, people from a society called Chaldea, like me.
> Welcome them. It will shorten the time.
Man
> Of course...... But, the one we would very like to thank for, is
> Not the Chaldea? you mentioned, but none other than you.
> Please let us treat you even for a short moment.
Woman
> Yes, please. Come this way.
> Everyone, wants to hear your story!
(Townspeople clapping)
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> (They truly mean it.
> They don't have enough food stored for themselves, but yet they mean to thank a stranger......)
> (......No, first of all, why do they even appreciate me?
> If it was like before, it would have been unthinkable.)
> (What I do is no different from before.)
> (Why I do is no different from before as well. Yet......)
> (.......Can it be that it's because of this appearance?
> (Those humankind, is the surface that much significant to them?)
> (...........Well.
> ............If that is the case, then it suits my goal as well.)