*

　Who started saying that elves are the forest people?　Dino spat in his mind and scrambled through the bushes.
　There are many elves who live in the forest.
　But that's not because the elves like the forest; it's because the forest has driven them away.
　Elves are a vulnerable race.
　Their eyesight is superior to that of beastmen, but their muscle strength is inferior to that of humans.
　They live like rabbits, Dino spat in his mind.
　They had no way to stand up to the threat and could only run away.
　No, a rabbit would feel nothing if he ran away.
　But an elf was different.
　Elves have a will, an emotion.
　Dino held his left ear.
　Dino's left ear is cut off from the middle.
　It's not just the ear.
　There are old wounds on his arms and on his body.
　When he was a child, he was beaten by soldiers of the Holy Argo Kingdom.
　Still, Dino endured to live.
　Even if the elves revolted against the Holy Argo Kingdom, the defeat was obvious.
　The consequences for the defeated are tragic.
　How wretchedly the humans had killed the sub-race, Dino had learned from his parents.
　So, Dino endured.
　The others in the village also endured.
　If he endured, he would live.
　That was a naive idea, Dino was reminded of.
　The sacred Argo Kingdom had embarked on a hunt for subhumans.
　Dino was troubled.
　There had been sub-human hunts by the Sacred Argo Kingdom in the past.
　The hunt for subhumans might end soon.
　As the head of the village, he couldn't afford to put everyone in danger.
　Dino stopped and looked behind him over his shoulder.
　There was a large group of people there.
　They were all exhausted from their long journey.
　The women and children in particular could have collapsed.
　There was one woman among them who was in good health.
　She is a human woman dressed in black.
　If you stay in the village, you will die, the woman said.
　If there's a place to escape to, I'll even escort you there.
　Dino took the woman at her word.
　And the woman kept her word.
　The woman was strong.
　He easily chased away the vicious Barbarian Sword Wolf (Banded Wolf).
　He was also well versed in the geography of the Coma Forest.
　Following the woman's instructions, he proceeded through the Coma Forest.
　Suddenly, his arms felt light.
　They made it through the forest.
　With the last of their strength, Dino and the others reached the street and sat there.
　The relief that they were almost there was short-lived, but Dino noticed a cloud of dirt ... soldiers on horseback approaching.

''They're unfamiliar to me, and I'm not even familiar with them!
Like, you're one of us, but that doesn't mean you can't condone it!

　Leading the soldiers on horseback were the twin elves.
　Dino patted his chest.
　The twin elves didn't seem to notice, but Dino remembered their faces.
　Dino took out a ring from his pocket and held it out to the twin elves.

''I want you to meet the Marquis of Erakis.
Tell Master Crono.
Like, it's time to make good on our promise!

　One of the soldiers turned his head as the twin elves gave the order.

*

　When Crono went to the dining room after finishing his hot water bath, a sour atmosphere was in the dining room.
　The source of this was Tilia.
　Tilia had an expression on her face that looked like she was about to start clenching her teeth.
　The person in the corner of Tilia's eye was Rio.
　Rio has unbuttoned the first and second buttons of his jacket and is looking up at his face with his collar.
　It's not very hot, though.

''Huh, hot, isn't it?''
.....

　Tilia snorted at Rio instead of answering his question.
　Rio laughed as if he was enjoying Tilia's reaction.
　A nasty smile.

'Oh dear, it's spring and it's hot and hard. There were huge mosquitoes in my bedroom last night. They sucked me all over the place.'

　Rio stopped looking up at his face with his collar and rolled up his collar to show Tilia something.
　Crono knew what Rio was showing Tilia.
　Naturally.
　It was what Crono had done last night.

'Well, well, breakfast, breakfast.'

　Tilia banged the table with a bang and stood up.

'Guhnnnnn!　You didn't have to do anything deliberate like that, I know that you were the night owl last night!　Count Chiron!　You're trying to insinuate this on me!
'Oh?　I was mildly in love with Crono, but how is that a guess?

　Yes, that's because I haven't made love to Tilia mildly, Crono narrowed his shoulders.
　He hadn't been mild with Tilia since the first night.
　That night, Crono was reminded that he was the predator.

'Or is that thing?　Does Princess Tyria envy me making mild love to Crono?

　When Rio stared at Tilia's chest and gave her a mocking smile, she rolled her back and crossed her arms over her chest protectively.

''Hmph, did you figure it out?''
After all, something is missing from Princess Tyria's chest.

　Eryl, who had become part of the background, blurted out.

'What do you say is missing from my chest?'
What the hell are you buzzing about in the morning?　It's good to fight, but don't break any of the dining room equipment, please.

　Just as Tyria posed a question to Eryl, the landlady came into the dining room.
　The landlady put the cup in front of Crono.
　Crono picked up the cup and stopped moving.
　The cup was cold.

''...Landlady?''
Yeah, breakfast will have to wait.
No, no, no.
You mean the incense tea? Alyssa told me that Master Chronosphere was very fond of cold fragrant tea. So I tried some.

　I see, Crono brought the cold incense tea to his mouth.
　The coolness of the incense tea seemed to enhance the fresh aroma of the herb.

'What do you think?
Yeah, it's good.
That's a good one.

　The landlady crossed her arms and smiled with satisfaction.
　Elil looked at the landlady with a sidelong glance, and Tilia looked at her as well.

''After all, Princess Tilia's breasts lack motherhood.
Where's the maternal side of this exchange?

　Tilia tilts her head curiously.

'At first glance, the landlady appears to be gruff, but she is trying to please the Marquis of Erakis. The fact that she remembers her conversation with the head maid is proof of that.
What's maternal about it?

　Tilia sounded exasperated.

'Motherhood is spirituality. Princess Tilia lacks inclusiveness and care. That's why added value is not provided by Princess Tilia's breasts. They're just big.''
Nuh-uh!

　Tyria made a rare sound at Eryl's wry manner.
　Tilia alternated between her own breasts and the landlady's, letting her gaze wander as if looking for material to deny.

'Pfft, hahaha!'

　Rio laughed belly laughing as he couldn't stand it anymore.

'Crono, cover me!'
You're going to dump me here?　Well, okay.

　Crono looked at Eryl.

'Eril says there's something missing in Tyria's chest, but that's not true. Tyria's breasts are........

　Suddenly Crono looked down at his hands.
　When he was in military school, Tilia had been out of Crono's reach.
　Past tense.
　Now, Crono's hand could reach Tilia.
　Crono could now do whatever he wanted with Tilia's breasts.
　But is he really satisfied with himself?
　Wasn't he far more satisfied than he had been when he'd watched Tilia from afar during his military school days, when he'd talked about how those boobs were too much for him to handle?

'It was full of dreams, and rambling.
Why is it in the past tense?　You said yesterday, 'My sun has fallen to the ground,' and you're too much these days!

　Crono said with a sigh, and Tilia tapped the table in protest.

'What can I say, I feel like I'm seeing things I couldn't see. Instead, I lost my dreams and my wanderings...'
How dare you lose your dreams and your wanderings!
'Oh, well, I guess you could say my image of a princess has been destroyed.

　Crono turned away from Tilia and scratched his head.

'There's no way a princess can be a mounted assault.
Uggh, you just need to keep up the mood a little more.

　Oororon~, Tilia plunged down on the table as if she had been struck and abducted.
　Like the fact that she dared to carry out a mounted assault on the first night, but the sturdiness of receiving an attack by Rio's 'Divine Weapon' head on and not getting injured seemingly is not princess-like either.
　It's Crono's own opinion, but princesses should be able to fight brilliantly.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.

But I have something to show for it.
Really?

　Tilia looked up, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

'To be or not to be,'
Which one is it?
Well, it's a thrill, isn't it?
'Thrill?　What were you getting a thrill out of that?

　Tilia's eyes widened in surprise.

'I thought Tilia would reveal her true nature in the next moment as well. I was feeling such a thrill.
"After all that torture I'm going to have to kill you, Uggh, just kill me!

　Tilia plopped down on the table and writhed, as if she had a flashback of memories of a nighttime visit.

''Well I can ramble with Tilia like this. It's such a blessing, I've been telling myself lately.
Cover me. Cover me!　All I asked for was cover!　Who told you to go after it!

　As Crono tried to tighten it up, Tilia did a great job of reactivating it.

'No, because, when I say backup,'
All right. I don't need your help. Count Chiron!

　Just as Tilia glared at Rio, footsteps could be heard coming from the hallway.
　A moment later, an elf man entered the dining room.
　The elf man wore leather armor reinforced with metal.
　His name was Zag.
　He was one of my old subordinates.

''Sorry to interrupt your meal!
Don't worry about it. Trouble?
''Ha, while patrolling the eastern road, we encountered a group of about fifty elves!　Captain Alideed and Deputy Captain Deneb said, 'It's time to make good on our promise.'
Is the group armed?　What are the characteristics of a leader leading a group?
'As far as I could see, they were not armed. It looked like a one-eared elf and a woman in black were leading the group.

　Crono had an idea about the one-eared elf.
　The one-eared elf would be the elf he had met in the parent conquest last year.

''I understand.''

　Crono slapped his thighs and stood up.

What's your job?　I won't stand in the way of that.
Sorry, landlady!

　Crono ran out of the diner, accompanied by Zag.

*

　Crono gallantly ran out of the Marquis' mansion, but the flow from there was rather goofy.
　Due to the increased number of archers, not a single horse was in the stables of the Marquis' mansion, so Crono had no choice but to bow to Nicola and Elaine and borrow a wagon.
　The ten wagons borrowed from Nicolas and Elaine were heading east along the city road.
　Crono curled up in the back of the wagons and munched on a loaf of bread.
　The bread was made by the landlady.
　While Crono was talking to Nicola and Elaine, the landlady made a simple lunch and brought it to him.

'This bread is a bit salty,'

　Crono almost cried at the landlady's concern.

''........Crono-sama?''
'Yes, yes, it's not that I can't ride a horse. It's just that I've tried a bit, but my riding skills haven't increased.

　Crono said with a pout of his lips, and Zag's eyebrows knit together in annoyance.
　His pinned ears drooped powerlessly.
　Apparently, Crono had said something misguided.

''........If it's as Crono-sama explained to me earlier, the group of elves we encountered are exiles. I don't think there's any need for our lord, Crono-sama, to bother greeting them?

　Zag seemed to pretend he hadn't heard Crono's words.

'Well, I'm the one who asked you out.

　'Maybe he'll be grateful if I go to meet him,' Crono added in his mind, and swallowed his bread.

'I'm sure Master Crono's will will be felt by the exiles.
....

　Zag looked serious, as if he truly believed that.
　Crono fell silent, unable to say he had an ulterior motive now.

'After all, Crono-sama is wonderful. Even if I'm not very good at riding, I still respect Master Crono.''
Well, I mean, I don't like to be judged too highly.

　'When did my stock skyrocket?' asked Crono, donning a high opinion of himself that he couldn't remember.

'No, Crono-sama is a wonderful person. Master Crono always led the way on the battlefield and inspired us during that retreat. He not only provided us with expensive armor, but also gave us the opportunity to become educated. Master Crono is a man worthy of respect.

　Zag's eyes were shining like a maiden in love.
　I'm not sure if this is how my subordinates think of me when they have little contact with me~ Crono cut a small piece of bread and brought it to his mouth.

'Zag, cherish your life.'
I know, sir. I will use my life for the sake of Mr. Crono.

　Crono had a feeling that his feelings weren't being conveyed to Zag, but he decided to keep it quiet.

*

　Shortly after noon, Crono arrived at a rural village.
　It is a village at the foot of the fort where Kane used to base himself about two years ago.
　Incidentally, this is the second time for Crono to visit the village.
　At that time I had the impression that it was a remote village, but now it's more bustling than it was two years ago.
　Children are running around the village, and women are having well-wishers' meetings. It's proof that they have more time to live.
　If I had a little more time, I'd do a tour of the territory, Crono said as he got off the wagon.

''Ugh!　You're an early arrival, Master Crono!
He wanted to meet us so badly!

　Arididid and Deneb came running up to Crono with their usual tension.

''........Arididid, Deneb.
'Ugh!　Like, a compliment?
'You might be happy to stroke my ears!

　Crono decoupins Ariddead as he rubs up against him, and decoupins Deneb with his returning sword.

'Ugh!　And it hurts like hell!
Oh, like what we did to him!

　Did it hurt that bad?　And Crono looked at his fingers.

'Alideed, Deneb, make sure you report correctly.
Well, I mean, you've known him for a long time and he wanted to be open to it.
I'll be more careful next time.

　Deneb seemed to think that he should apologize honestly.

'Again, betrayal!
I'm not cheating.

　Deneb's lips twitched sulkily and he turned away from Alideed.

'Uhehe, I've been remorseful too,'
Okay, report.

　As Crono urged, Aridid and Deneb straightened up.

'Um, we encountered a group of elves while guarding the street, like!
''There are forty-seven of them, armed only with knives and hunting bows and arrows, and the person leading the group is like a one-eared elf they met on their way to the parent conquest!

　'Mm-hm,' said Crono, nodding with satisfaction at Alideed and Deneb's report.

'Huh?　I heard from Zag that there was a woman in black?
It's about me!

　Crono looked at the direction the voice had come from.
　Then a woman approached Crono and the others.
　It was definitely a black robe, but did she walk from the Holy Argo Kingdom in this kind of clothing?　Crono twisted his head inwardly.
　The woman is wearing a dress with a wide open chest.
　The shape is similar to a Chinese dress.
　Her style is quite good, as she is wearing a very revealing dress.
　She was a strange woman.
　She looked like she was in her thirties or even a teenager.
　Her black hair was down to her waist and hung in gentle waves.
　The woman's mouth and eyes are loose, as if she is smiling, but her eyes are as dark as the abyss.

'You are the Marquis of Erakis, aren't you?　Dino is down. I'm going to say hello in his place.

　The woman slowly approached Crono.
　Cold sweat ran down Crono's spine.
　I had a bad feeling.
　I'm not sure why.
　No, he had been exposed to a similar threat once.
　It had to be.
　Before he knew it, the woman was standing right in front of Crono.
　Run, something whispered to him.
　Crono obeyed the whisper and jumped back as fast as he could.
　It was a leap with the "Mark" activated.
　Crono realized the identity of the threat he had encountered as soon as he landed.

''Crono-sama!''

　Alideed and Deneb also distanced themselves from the woman and held up their daggers.

"Huh, you're the best. "Huh, you're very good.
'Aridid, Deneb, look out!　That woman ... from that woman.

　The woman laughed in amusement.

'That woman smells just like Myra.
I'm surprised you haven't noticed it at all.

　The woman said sadly.

"Aridid, Deneb, don't run!　Zag, zag!　Help~!
'No, no, no, no!'　We can't even make it!
Life is precious!
You three know better!

　Aridid and Deneb fled into the shadows of the house, and Zag took shelter in the shadows of the house.
　Crono prepared himself and approached the woman.

''Welcome to the Marquess of Erakis. My name is Crono, my lord,''
What's the matter with you?
No, no, no, not at all.

　Uhehe, Crono responded with a rubbing hand.
　Instinct whispered to him.
　Don't piss me off.
　Get down and let it pass, he said.

'Well, that's fine. Mm, I'm the High Priestess of the Goddess of Blackness and Chaos...
What?

　Crono asked the woman back.
　Based on the context, the woman must have given her name.
　As it should be, Crono couldn't understand the woman's name.

　....
I have no idea.

　Crono tilted his head.
　The woman's name is heard as a sound, but Crono can't understand the woman's name.
　It's as if his brain refuses to understand.
　It's a strange thing, Crono decided to think.
　This is a world of minotaurs, lizardmen, beastmen, elves and even dwarves.
　There's no point in worrying about it.

'Well, good. You can call me old lady. Call me old lady.
Is it far from friendly when you call her old lady?
Then call me what you want.

　Crono gazed at the woman's chest and gazed at her magnificent legs.

'You're not allowed to name your breasts or legs-related names.
"Did you read my mind?
An idiot would have noticed that after seeing all those breasts and legs!

　The woman raised her willow eyebrows back up.

'Well, then, I'll say priestess.
You don't have a clue. And he's a priest.
'There's no point in twisting it in a strange way, and a priest is easier to call on than the High Priestess.

　The priest is prettier than the old lady.

'So what do you plan to do with the Marquis of Erakis?
Oh, you mean, what to do with the elves? In the meantime, they'll be recuperating in the poorhouse, and the representative of the ... Dino, right?　I guess it's like asking for advice?

　It's about time to increase the number of people in the paper workshop, and if they're willing to engage in the cultivation of the Coma Forest, that's a welcome thing, Crono thinks.

''Exiles are usually treated harshly, though, aren't they?
''It seems that me and the Priestess' normalcy is different. Well, I'm doing well in managing my territory, so I can afford to protect the exiles too.

　Ah, refugees are a problem because we can't afford to accept them, Crono agreed with his own words.
　If a country that can't even provide a minimum guarantee to its citizens tries to support refugees, the support for the people will take a back seat.
　It's obvious that if they do that, the people's frustration will explode.
　That's why the refugee problem is not going to go away.

Can I get in trouble too?
....
Shall I get in trouble for this?

　When Crono was silent, the priestess repeated the same question.
　Apparently, the priestess intended to be a nuisance to Crono.
　Crono looked around for salvation, but he couldn't rely on Aridid, Deneb, or Zag to help him.

''I need you to promise me one thing.
Yes, I'll give you a bed, and I'll do whatever you ask. As much as I can, of course.

　The priest nodded hawkishly.
　That's not a priestly attitude.
　A little more profound with the priest, Crono thought, but he didn't say it.

'Please don't come into bed if you miss your solitary night of sleep.
What does he think I am?　Well, all right. I promise I won't sneak into bed if I miss a night of sleeping alone.

　Crono patted his chest.

*

　Crono handed the village chief a few silver coins as a reward and asked him about the condition of the field.
　According to the village chief, the land where the clover was planted has good wheat growth.
　The cattle grazing on the fallow land where the clover was planted also grew well and produced good milk.
　The village has been able to produce more cheese than last year because of the improved milk production of the livestock.
　The village chief laughed that thanks to the public works, the village has been able to earn cash income during the off-farm season and has been able to afford to live.
　Crono was relieved to see that the agricultural reform was progressing well, so he put the elves on the wagon and left the village.
　Crono and the others were making good progress on the road, but the elves he had protected were exhausted and didn't seem to have the energy to eat.

''I wonder if this is the opposite.

　With that, Alideed's lips twitched in frustration.
　Alideed grabbed the reins and poke-poke-poked the horse forward.
　By the way, Crono is behind Arideed.

''Actually, Crono-sama can't ride a horse or something?
I'm not sure I can handle two people.

　Crono stared at Aridid's neck.

Really?　We've never seen Master Crono on a horse before.
'If you ask me, you might be right. Rather, Master Crono is like a horse!

　Haha!　And Arid and Deneb laughed.



　It was evening when Crono and the others arrived in Hachel.
　Crono dismounted from his horse in front of the Relief and Poverty Institute and opened the door of the Relief and Poverty Institute.
　The interior of the poorhouse was quiet.
　This is because the number of fiefdoms using the poorhouse as a place to stay is decreasing.
　The people who were there when the poorhouse was reopened had taken regular jobs and left the poorhouse.
　Now, the only people left in the poorhouse are those who are unable to work due to illness or injury, and three orphans.

'Ah, Master Crono!

　The first person to notice Crono was Faye's apprentice.......Tony.
　Matthew and Sophie were nowhere to be seen.

''Where is Mr. Theon?''
I'll get you.

　With that, Tony ran off.
　After a while, Sion and Tony came down from upstairs.

'Master Crono, what can I do for you?'
''Yes, I wanted to ask you to take care of the elves who have been evacuated from the Holy Argo Kingdom... could you do me a favor?''
'Of course. That's what the poorhouse is for.

　Was that an unfair phrase?　Crono regretted a bit.
　The operating expenses of the Relief and Poverty Institute are covered by Crono's donation, and Theon's rise to the position of head priest is also largely due to Crono's donation.
　Theon is in a difficult position to refuse Crono's proposal.
　However, Theon accepted Crono's offer with a smile.

''By the way, how many people will be moving into the poorhouse?
...Forty-seven, no, one of them is being taken care of at the Marquis' mansion, so it's forty-six. All of them seem to be wasting away in their wanderings.
Then I'd better serve porridge. I'm sorry, Tony.
I know.

　When Theon called his name, Tony ran to the back room.
　Perhaps Tony had gone to tell the kitchen to get the porridge ready.

'Tony's a hard worker, isn't he?'
Yes, thanks for the help. Master Crono, would you like me to say hello to all of you?

　Crono accompanied Theon out of the Rescue House.
　As soon as the elves saw Theon, a look of trepidation appeared on their faces.

''Don't worry. The Holy Argo Kingdom and the Cepheus Empire's Temple are separate organizations. We will not harm you.

　The elves seemed to be relieved after hearing the priest's story.
　The Sacred Argo Kingdom is a religious state with the eradication of sub-humans as its national policy.
　It was not surprising that the elves were wary of the ochre-robed Zion.

Who are you?
Yes, I am the High Priestess of the Goddess of Darkness and Chaos. Oh, I'm in the hands of the Marquis of Erakis, so don't bother.

　Theon's expression was subtle.
　The priestess was dressed in clothes that made more sense if she called herself a whore than if she called herself the High Priestess.

'Alideed, Deneb, help me.'
We were on a roll today!
It's like my stamina won't last until the night shift!

　As Aridid and Deneb dismounted, the other riders followed them.

*

　When Crono returned to the Marquis' mansion with Priestess, Tilia, Rio, and Faye were training in the garden of the Marquis' mansion for swordplay.
　Tilia and Fay were discussing wooden swords, while Rio was watching, biting off a missing piece.
　Both Tilia and Faye were dripping with sweat, wondering how long they had been discussing wooden swords.
　As far as Crono can see, Faye seems to have more room to spare than Tilia.
　Every time the wooden swords are struck together, the margin is lost from Tilia's expression.
　If this continues, Tilia's defeat is inevitable.
　We need to change the flow somehow.
　Do we carefully rebuild, or do we go for a bizarre plan, well, or.......
　At once, there was a loud sound.
　Tilia swung the wooden sword down with all her strength.
　Faye did not drop the wooden sword, but her eyes widened as if she was surprised.
　Tilia takes distance from Fay and unleashes a thrust that utilizes the spring in her entire body.
　However, Tilia's wooden sword cut through the sky.
　Faye twisted her body and ducked Tilia's attack.
　Tilia has a lot of gaps.
　But Faye didn't try to exploit the gap.

''Gunnu!

　Tilia changed direction with force and released a thrust.
　Compared to the first thrust, it could only be described as hapless.
　If Fay had tried to exploit Tilia's gap, the blow would have turned the tide.
　Faye easily ducked Tilia's thrust and lightly swung the wooden sword down.
　A light sound could be heard with a pokon.
　Tilia received the wooden sword to her head and collapsed on the spot.

''........Princess Tyria tends to be prone to forcefulness, doesn't she?
That's probably where it is.

　Faye raised her eyebrows in annoyance, and Rio stretched absently.

'I think Princess Tyria's brain is made of muscle, don't you?
No.

　Tilia grunted in frustration as Rio criticized her harshly.

''Hmmm, to 'White', to 'Midori'..........Ooh, there are some of our peers.

　When the priestess said happily, Tilia, Rio, and Faye looked at the priestess in unison.

''Ku, Crono!''

　Tilia picked herself up and crowded into Crono.

'GUNNUN!　You're going to get more mistresses again!
'Tilia, this man is the High Priestess in the service of the 'Goddess of Blackness and Chaos'.

　Tilia turned her gaze to the priestess and made a face as if she had bitten down on a bitter worm.

'Don't lie to me!　Where are these priests!
"Hmmm, I'm still a priest in this thing, aren't I?　...in the service of the Goddess of Blackness and Chaos.

　When the priestess said his name, Tilia and Rio looked away from him with a giggle.
　And in the next moment, Tilia and Rio knelt in place.

''Mm-hmm, cultured people are different.''
Why are you two on your knees?
"Crono, you kneel.　This one, no, this one is God.

　God?　Hmm, Crono observed the priest.
　Even if he is called a god or something, Crono doesn't understand.
　Since he's a god, I can at least understand that he must be great or amazing.

'How does Tilia know that the priestess is a god?
You didn't catch my name!
Crono!

　Rio ran up to Crono in a low position and crouched down with his back to the priestess.
　Crono and Tilia also followed Rio's lead.

''Crono, you know the side effects of the Divine Majesty Technique, right?''
If you use it too much, you'll be out of business.
And then there's the next step.

　Rio gave a nasty smile.

'If you communicate too deeply with the gods, they will eat you up. Normally they disappear, leaving only their clothes behind, but sometimes they come back from being eaten. Well, the odds depend on the wishes of the Six Pillar God.''
''However, they lose their human function. I'm told that's what happened to Baroness Nam Korne of the Tenth Kinsman Guard. She's been stripped of her 'aging' function.
Did the priest have his name stripped off?
No, no. No, he has assimilated God and returned to life. That's why we don't understand his name, God.

　Tilia said in a low voice, as if she were telling an incomprehensible child.

'You're back, so maybe you're not God?'
Make up your mind!
The Chronosphere, well, it's unique.

　When Crono fried, Tilia scratched her hair in frustration and Rio gave her a dumbfounded look.

'I don't think you should stop thinking as a human being,'
What are you thinking about, then?
As for the identity of the Six Pillar God... well, it's only a theory and there's no way to observe it, so I can't demonstrate it.

　Tilia and Rio gasped.
　I guess the idea of finding out the identity of a god didn't occur to Tilia and Rio.

'Oh, that sounds interesting.
We will miss you if you don't join us.

　The priest and Faye crouched down in front of Crono.

'And what is a god?'
"I believe that the Six Pillar God is a collection of information. It might be easier to understand if you think of it as a magic formula on a scale beyond human understanding.

　Magic is an imitation of divine authority.
　Our ancestors discovered that the divine majesty is caused by a formula, and through this formula they created the technology to convert magic power into physical phenomena magic.

The gods will devour you if you overuse the divine power art. What do you think about this?
'I thought that since fire and wind can be expressed in terms of magic, humans must be information too. So I don't think it's surprising that they've eaten the information about aging, do you?

　The Six Pillar God is said to feed on those with whom he has a deep communion, so maybe he has some sort of instinct.
　Or maybe they have a tendency to take in information about the other person.

What about me?
''I think the Priestess was extracted from various information and either took that amount from the Six Pillar God or duplicated it from the Six Pillar God to make up for it~''

　If every time the user used the Divine Majesty Technique, the Divine Majesty Technique would have been unusable long ago if it took away information from the Six Pillar God every time the user used it.

''Kaka!　Interesting!　At your age, and you can't even use the Divine Majesty Technique, you've come to the same conclusion as I have!

　The priest stopped laughing and looked at Crono.

''........Are you human?''
Are you human?　If not human, isn't he a sub-god at best?

　A sub-god is half god, half human.

'If you had assured me, I would have fallen in love with you, you unfortunate fellow.

　Good, Crono patted his chest.
　Crono is even a handful for Myra, who is about sixty years old.
　Absolutely, the priestess is beyond Crono's control.