Gry reduced his speed in a huff and elegantly glided over the city.
Asuka with her tousled hair could finally relax slightly albeit still having to catch her breath.
Gently leaning out from the back of the gryphon, she looked down upon the City sprawled under them.
“Wa……The tree roots that grew outwards had actually grown around the excavated cliff walls and surrounded it.”
The Underground City that was excavated like a bowl-shaped depression in the ground was expanding its excavations along the tree roots. The underground city that’s located near the river was most likely safe from floods and storms due to the protection of the roots.
Despite the fact that man-made pillars could be seen a little here and there, the majority of them were built using the tree roots and material that looked similar to clay.
“I heard that the Great Tree of [Underwood] is of eight thousand years old and that this place is quite famous as a [Dyads Resting Place]. It’s also said that there’s now over two thousand faeries that reside in it now.”
“Nn. But it was just ten years ago that the Great Tree was caught up in the battle with a Demon Lord and had most of its roots destroyed. And now it’s been revived due to the efforts from many Communities coming together to help out.”
Hearing the term [Demon Lord], the others had met gazes momentarily.
Gry noticed nary a thing as he continued to glide while dipping himself downwards to start his spiraling descend to the City.
“The Harvest Festival also holds the significance of commemorating the revival and hence isn’t allowed to fail. It’s our wish to spread the word of [Underwood]’s revival to the East and North Side.”
Gry told them with a fierce determination in his voice. Flying through the network of roots that covered the area, he touched down at a dormitory for Yō and the others to alight. Spreading his wings once more, he looked to the skies in the distance.
“After this, I will be pulling the war chariot to chase off those Perytons with my rider. For if I do not take action, it might be possible for the other participants to be attacked. As for you guys, please have a pleasant time in [Underwood].”
“Nn. Got it. Take care too.”
As the conversation ended, Gry beat his powerful wings and left with a powerful gust of whirlwind.
Sending him off with her eyes, Yō asked Kuro Usagi with a troubled expression on her face:
“…So there are types that are [Man-killers][3] …What happens if I get a Gift from that Eudemon?”
“Kuro Usagi does not know either. But regarding the Perytons, I would say that it’s wiser not to associate with them. After all, you might get attacked or even be cursed. DO NOT force yourself to ASSOCIATE with them is the safest strategy.”
“…Okay? I got it.”
Hearing Kuro Usagi stress on her warnings, Yō’s shoulders seem to droop a little in dejection.
But she wasn’t given time enough to feel totally depressed for a familiar voice soon floated over from the somewhere above in the direction of the dormitory.
“Ah~! And here I was thinking who could it be…So it’s Yō! What’s up? You guys gonna join the Harvest Festival too……”
“I don’t suppose that I’ve ever taught you to talk in that impolite manner, Ayesha.”
Attracted by the rowdy conversation, everyone had turned their heads to look towards the source that came from above. Only to see the teenage girl Ayesha and the Pumpkin Head Jack of [Will-O'-Wisp] leaning out of the window and waving to them.