Even if you succeed in jobless reincarnation and time magic, you must live life to the fullest.

I don't know the current Zanoba.

So, let's start from the beginning.

……

"I just saw you selling this kind of thing on the street."

As he spoke, Zanaba took out a figurine of Rijkaard from his pocket.

I just sold that one.

Where did you get it?

"I made this myself."

I answered honestly.

"What……"

A look of shock crossed Zanaba's face, and then...

He knelt down on the ground.

"what?"

"Wait, wait a minute! Your Highness, please don't do this!"

The guard's voice rang out from behind, and he rushed forward in a flurry.

But they dared not touch Zanaba's body, and could only shout anxiously.

"Enough with the chit-chat! Do I need you to tell me what to do?"

Zanaba said this.

With trembling hands, he carefully took out the item wrapped in layers of cotton cloth from his bosom.

That's right.

That's a statue of a god.

Six years ago, I made the Loki figure by hand.

Zanopa placed the Lokishi figure on the floor and looked at it with loving eyes.

"This is something I found in the market about five years ago..."

"The person who found it was my younger brother. It is said that because this thing looked very similar to Loki, who was a court magician at the time, he personally bought it from a market merchant."

"This prince is fascinated by dolls, so he collects dolls from all over the world. But there is only this doll that cannot be found anywhere in the world, regardless of its maker or place of origin..."

Zanopa began to publish lengthy treatises.

in short.

They were raving about the craftsmanship of this figurine.

hum...

Yes, yes, go ahead and praise me.

"Then, I'll ask again... were you the creator of both this Lokishi doll and this demon doll?"

"Zanopa asked in a trembling voice."

"It was indeed me. Loki was my teacher, and Rijrud was my companion. I created..."

I had just opened my mouth.

The words have not yet fallen.

Zanaba suddenly slammed his head on the ground.

"boom--"

A deep crater was smashed into the ground.

If I'm not mistaken, the ground looks like it's cracked.

"Master! Please accept my bow!"

"Your Highness—"

The guards looked like they were about to cry.

After all, it's ridiculous for a prince of a country to kneel before someone else...

Although I really want to complain.

Oh well, that's just the kind of person Zanoba is, after all.

……

after that.

We had a long and fruitful discussion.

Zanaba carefully examined the details of the Rijerudite figurines, then marveled at their exquisite craftsmanship, considering them a crystallization of human civilization.

This is comparable to the long history of the mining tribes.

Honestly, that's a bit of an exaggeration...

However, I'm still very happy to be praised for the exquisite craftsmanship and meticulous workmanship of the figure.

then.

We were sitting in the restaurant.

We chatted for a long time.

The exact amount of conversation is not important.

Just sitting here, chatting with familiar strangers, makes me feel quite content.

I'm really satisfied.

No.

Even if I never met Zanoba in this lifetime, just seeing him alive would make me very content.

I hope that everyone around me can find happiness.

……

After it got dark.

The accompanying guards said that they had to return to the palace because a prince was not allowed to stay out overnight.

Zanaba was naturally very unhappy about this.

If he insists on not going back, there's probably nothing anyone can do.

After all, he is the god-child with superhuman strength, Zanova Shiron.

However, I still managed to persuade and convince Zanaba to return to the palace.

And he made a promise to him.

Next time we meet, I will teach him how to make figurines.

Then Zanopa left reluctantly, calling out "Master!"

all in all.

This time, I don't intend to use Zanoba's power to save Aisha and Lilia.

Today's actions.

It was simply to reunite with Zanoba, nothing more.

82. Aisha Greirat

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Aishah Greirat's perspective.

My brother, Rudius Greratter, is a great and gentle man.

At least that's what my mother said.

However, in my opinion, this statement is not entirely accurate.

After all, I've never met him.

Moreover, the palace also displays many seemingly great figures, but it is said that they have done quite a few despicable things.

all in all.

I have no fondness for the word "great".

But my mother said that the reason I was able to survive was entirely because of him.

What exactly did my brother do?

When I asked her this question, my mother avoided the topic.

What a strange person.

……

I was born in a remote village and grew up in the royal palace.

When I was three years old, I encountered an unprecedented crisis.

At the time, I didn't know what that meant.

I found out later...

My home is gone.

Having lost my home, my mother and I were imprisoned by the prince of the Kingdom of Xilong, as if we were hostages to lure someone away.

That being said, the people in the palace were very kind to me.