- That's what you said to him, but speaking the truth you really don't know why you can play the guitar?- since the girl was generally interested in the black-haired boy, she was also interested in this topic.
- I have no idea. And now I still remember the words to this song.
- Oh, why don't you sing to us!- she would definitely like to hear Yuso singing.
- These are just single words and fragments, I have no way to sing them. When I played this guitar, I felt strange. I don't know, I don't want to think about it right now.
- When you played, even your face was different.
- Possibly....let's change the topic, do you know what it is?- he pointed with his finger at the four-meter crimson cross standing by the road -I've seen it before in other cities.
- I think if you took a guess you would hit it on the nail fairly fast.
- Just a crimson cross?
- Bravo, bravo, you are truly an outstanding savant.
- But why is it here?
- People pray to God under these crosses.
- Is it any better to pray under the cross than normally?
- I don't know. These crimson crosses are used by people who are of the crimson faith. If I remember correctly, a pious Crimson believer should come here three times a week and pray for ten minutes, kneeling under the cross.
- If you say that... I remember that in another city I actually saw a dozen or so people kneeling under such a cross and whispering something.
- Yep, that's exactly what it looks like.
- Are you also of this faith?
-Me?- she pointed at herself with a laughing face - No, no, neither of this nor of white faith. I believe in God, but I neither want nor plan to take part in the rituals of any religion. And you?
- Well, it was local... I am not sure if I would call it a religion. We didn't pray or anything like that... at least not like this, it's hard for me to tell. It felt more like a ruleset.
-You must have really grown up in a strange place.
- Yeah... now I notice it was a little different from other places. You said something about there being another religion? White one?
-There is a crimson denomination and a white denomination. Hence there is the white and crimson order. There's still some crap there, but mainly the crimson people think that the crimson god is the son of the god in heaven and there's some crimson spirit or something, I never really looked into it. Well, the point is that the son and the father are probably the same thing, so the crimson god is the crimson god. The whites believe that the crimson god is not the son of a god, but that he is simply strong. Their cult figure is their legendary founder, they call him the white guardian. Apparently he carried a large metal needle, which is why white monks wear something like this. He defended people against monsters from the forest and is the founder of the White Order. People who believe in this have their own rituals, yesterday's execution was one of them, quite unique. Normally there are group prayers every Sunday.
- And these people want to pray like that?
- Yes, they do.
- A bit strange... but maybe not.
- I didn't plan the cross as a tourist attraction, but this is a planned attraction.
Behind the turn they had just passed there was a bridge allowing them to cross to the other side of the river. Yesterday they also changed the side of the river, but then they crossed a different bridge, the one they were standing in front of now was much more impressive. In fact, much larger does not convey the difference between these two bridges. The one from yesterday is a large wooden footbridge, reinforced with a whole mass of wood so that it will not collapse under any circumstances. Strictly utilitarian building. Today's bridge is intended to position Kiergrund as a sophisticated city. Symmetrical stone arch, decorated marble railings, masterful surface finish. When riding over this bridge, you don't even feel like you're riding on stones. An architectural masterpiece. Walking across the bridge, they slowed down to spend as much time on it as possible, until they reached its highest point—then Misu stopped and turned towards Yuso.
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Yuso Ase
FantasyDuring another miserable night Yuso meets a girl named Misu who claims to be send from his father who he doesn't even know. That's how their adventure begins.