This Lizardman elder's original name was Scale Tooth. Their race also had a sacred name, though most humans simply called them Lizardmen.
Several centuries ago, this continent had been a society where many races mingled together. Due to the concentration of magic across the land, there had been countless natural wonders that seemed like things only gods could create.
This had led the people of Aleslota down a path of "inner sanctity." They worshipped gods and believed the greatest state in the world was unity with the spirit and nature.
"So you were an idealistic society?" The orange cat lay atop the table, quietly listening as the Lizardman elder described Aleslota's past.
Joshua took the chance to sneak a glance at Maso. Sure enough, she was just as bewildered.
Human lifespans were far too short compared to those of these other races. The gray mist had ruled this continent for who knew how many years, and humanity had passed through countless generations during that time.
"Idealism?" It was the first time the Lizardman elder had heard that word.
"Simply put, did your society allow the development of Magic Mechanical Devices?" Joshua asked.
"Magic Mechanical Devices? No... that is technology that blasphemes the gods! It was these mad things that caused gray mist to shroud our world... and drove us... into desperation."
The moment the Lizardman elder heard the word "mechanical," his emotions became extremely agitated. He clearly hated the Magic Mechanical Devices invented by humans.
"So they were extreme idealists after all." Neither the Lizardman elder nor Maso heard Joshua mutter those words to himself.
"But in the end, our prayers received an answer."
The Lizardman elder reverently knelt before the orange cat. He raised his head and looked at Joshua.
"God of Order Lloydel, we were guided by you