Night had fallen on the second level at that time.

　The lights were dimmed in the uninhabited Great Capitol Building, and only the glow of Flaxinus' magic power quietly illuminated the surroundings.

　The one who appeared there without a sound was Populus the Tree Man (Dryad), the messenger of Fraxinus.

　Populus stepped quietly in front of the shining wall and bowed his head reverently.

'Master Flaxinus. All of today's town hall operations have been completed without delay, and the transition to the night security system has been completed. Master Flaxinus may also rest ...... Master Flaxinus?

　Wondering about the lack of response from his lord, Populus stepped forward to see what was going on.

'...... Oh, it's Populus, isn't it? Sorry, I was just thinking.'
'Thinking ...... if you're referring to the third level of Agart Ram ......?'
'It's not far from the mark. I was thinking of the person who created the medallion, not Agart Ram, who uses the medallion.'

　Populus tilted his face like a doll with little expression and was often silent as he tried to understand the meaning of the Lord's statement.

''Loki (Loki)--the man who was one of our friends. The alchemist who created medallions, created magical and divine beasts, and triggered the destruction of the ancient magical civilization - I tried not to think about him for a long time, but now that the existence of medallions has become so important, I can't help but think back to him.''

　For Populus, a mere young tree, the prosperity and demise of ancient magical civilizations, the existence of Loki and the medallion, are all events of the past, not just history, but mythology.

　It is impossible to know even a shred of truth about them unless they are spoken by the chief and living witness of the myth, Fraxinus - whose body no longer takes the form of a human being.

'Who is this ...... Loki person?　Why did you create the medallion and destroy the ancient magical civilization?

　The question Populus posed was a natural one.

　Anyone who had not lived in those days was bound to have the same sentiment.

　But the answer returned by Fraxinus was far from solving the mystery.

'I don't know ...... there is no other way to answer that.'
Even Fraxinus, ......?
'First of all, who he was. "First of all, what he was, which he himself could not know. Loki ended up not knowing his origins, and could not even identify his species at last.

　Does the end(s) in this case mean that Loki was executed for his iniquity in unleashing the divine beast, or does it refer to the substantial destruction of the ancient magical civilization?

　Populus doesn't interrupt such a trivial question and listens quietly to the words Flaxinus speaks.

'Next is the motivation for creating the medallion, which is also unknown to me as an Other. Because he was an alchemist, manufacturing numerous artifacts in a disorderly fashion.''
Just saying it was part of that was enough of an explanation: ......
'Yes, it's embarrassing. At the time, we didn't even think the creation of the medallion had any significance. Only Alfazul seemed to have had a thought.

　Far, far away - a tinge of good memories could be felt in Flaxinus' voice as he recounted the events of the distant past, as if he was looking back on good memories.

　The intensity of the feelings contained in still calling the being who once destroyed the world a 'friend' was not shallow, I suppose.

'...... And the reason why he unleashed the divine beast to destroy the world was also not clear. Even after he was captured, Loki didn't tell the truth until the end of his life, and he accepted his death in silence.''
'So you haven't said much to the people on earth either.
'Because I don't have any of the knowledge they would want about Loki and the medallion, to say nothing of the knowledge they would want about Loki and the medallion. It would only be a problem for them to hear about our memories as friends.

　Why he created the divine beasts and medallions.

　Why he destroyed the world and the ancient magical civilization.

　The answers to these questions are not in Fraxinus, and all he has are memories of being a friend.

　The past and race are shrouded in mystery, and even he does not know, but he was certainly a friend - that was all there was to Fraxinus about the person of Loki.

"If ...... Luke White Wolf and others on earth would like to ask you about Loki as a friend, what would you do, Mr. Fraxinus?
'We can talk about it if they want to. Or, more likely, it will be a dull moment.

　Populus tilted his head to the opposite side of the room from where he had just been, at the way he spoke, which was neither serious nor a joke.

　Fraxinus didn't even pretend to care about such a reaction from the angel, and his voice sounded quiet and calm, in a tone that would have been muttered in the distance if his near-human body was still alive and well.

'This is a premonition that has no basis in fact. I believe that the time will come when they will get to know the truth about Loki in the not too distant future. I have a feeling that the time will come when they will get to know the truth about Loki, his thoughts and wishes, and all of that - then I will be the one who wants to hear what they have to say.