Ten-odd minutes later.
"..."
With a half-believing, half-doubting attitude.
Andy said:
"So, you're some kind of supernatural lifeform beyond ordinary people's comprehension?"
As he spoke.
Andy had actually already settled on most of the answer himself.
After all.
Though such an answer was somewhat unreasonable.
And did not conform to modern science.
Once he considered that the other party might be of the same race as himself.
He felt it was more reasonable for the other party to be a supernatural lifeform...
Otherwise.
Wouldn't that make him far too pathetic?
There was no need for that.
"...That's not an inaccurate way to put it."
Finding the term supernatural lifeform acceptable enough, Orsaga nodded.
"I'm rather famous in quite a few of your myths."
Andy's eyes immediately lit up.
"Oh? Myths?"
"Which region's myths?"
"Have you lived for a long time??"
As a banker, he had no interest in materialism or idealism.
So what if it was unscientific?
What he cared about more was whether there was any useful information in it.
Not minding what Andy was thinking.
Orsaga, there as a visitor, did not mind casually chatting with him, and said offhandedly:
"By ordinary people's standards, I have indeed lived quite a long time."
"As for which region's myths... all I can say is that in most of this planet's myths, traces of me can be found."
Ever since Orsaga had established an identity within this Dark Tower Plane.
His power had successfully run through the time and space here.
Therefore.
The histories that had once occurred were inevitably affected by his interference.
Not only on the Earth of this Parallel Universe.
Even on most of the other Earths in the current plane, traces of him existed in various forms.
Like marks painted by overflowing colors.
"Asura King, Lord of