🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

- Thank you! Please excuse me for barging in like this; the situation is unusual. I'm Genza, by the way. You have an unusual shop, and not just that, - he winks. - Who knows, maybe I'll become a regular customer in the near future? - He stretches a wide smile across his face and leans slightly on the counter. - And what's your name?

Neshchitovo 😠

Do you know about them? Sophia... Arteria... Arteria... Sophia... The goddess and the usurper...

- It's like something is vaguely familiar, it's on the tip of my tongue, - Gen strains his brain. - Arteria... Arteria... Arte... ria... No, no, I don't believe in such a fantastic coincidence... - he mutters to himself, listening to the story, trying not to get lost in the intricacies of the names and put one and one together. - So, it turns out that her father was betrayed, which ultimately led to her birth, but then they finished him off completely? You know, betrayal is the worst sin. Where's your Gungnir? I'd like to say a few words to him. And listen - what do you mean "he loved Arteria as a goddess"? He just deified some woman? This... - Gen grimaces and puts his hand to his face. -
...Okay. So, Eir is half of noble origin, and that's already a clue. Nobles - and probably semi-nobles - think differently than ordinary people, and they seek what we can't even imagine. And she's probably red-haired = fiery, right? Since her father is like that. There aren't that many of them, so the search area is narrowing. We just need to figure out what drives her - what her background is, what she did in life. Understand, understand? I need to understand. You said something about Baldr, what's that about?