"All of us forgetting the past together sounds terrifying. Better not use it if we can avoid it," Paimon could not help saying.
"That is what I think too. But if there truly is no way to fight the Abyss, then in the end, we may only be able to do that. The price would be incredibly steep, but it could still preserve some things for us."
If it came down to the final moment, Marivik would do it regardless of the cost. After all, anything was better than Natlan's destruction.
"By the way, how did you know how to use a Gnosis?" Paimon looked at the Captain curiously. As expected of the Mouth of God—when she was around, many questions did not need anyone else to ask them.
"That begins with the disaster five hundred years ago. Back then, I failed to save Khaenri'ah. When Abyssal monsters ran rampant, I led the remaining members of my squad in a fighting retreat all the way to Natlan. The same tragedy had happened here as well. I fought in this place for a long time and came to know Aizu, the leader of the Yanamizu at the time."
To people back then, Khaenri'ah was the source of the disaster. Yet Aizu accepted him and gave him much help. As a soldier, since he had joined the war, even if the land behind him was no longer his homeland, he decided then to help Natlan.
They fought side by side and overcame many hardships, but Aizu ultimately still could not escape his fate. As he lay dying, he told the Captain the secret of the Gnosis.
The Captain then spoke of his experiences over the past five hundred years. He had received the care of the Yanamizu tribe leader in Natlan five