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[Powder Miner]

:"Honestly, it feels sort of weird, after all of the craziness of the past few weeks, to walk into a place that is just... adorable. And, uh, quiet."
:"I feel like these little guys are the sort of thing I might have bought a plush of way back when, seeing so many of them now."

[Praefectus Screptum]

"MPMHH, I am glad we are finally in a city that seems...calm and relaxing. It was about MPMH time too."
"Makes me wonder MPMH kind of thing we will have to MPMH to get the emblem, though."

[SirAston]

"Blobbonia... and Boingberg... I've heard so much about you... And finally, I'm here..."

Yliss took her surroundings in with gentle breathing and wide eyes.

"It really is a change of scenery compared to human-dominated civilizations. There's a sense of serenity here, which I like."
"It helps that all those blobbos are adorable creatures in the end. Sir Blobbington was, in a sense, just an appetizer for what this place is all about."

She suddenly jolted up and leaned out of the wagon's window, a bit further than it would be safe to do, even wider eyes looking in all directions but straight up.

"Frankly, I just want to lie down, cuddle 'em all and get stacked on by them!"

[adzi]

"Me too, Yliss. Me too." - said Momotarou, while grabbing Yliss by the collar and gently pulling her in before she epicfails herself out.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

The wagon turns to the left, Milly doing her best to avoid a flock of blobs in the middle of the road. The blobs hop aside, parting like water before a ship, beady eyes following the carriage with a chorus of quiet "waos" at the carriage.

Eventually, Milly pulls up towards the Adventurers' Guild building, some signs for Burger Lord and some other local franchises being propped out at the front with a bunch of blobs gnawing on the Burger Lord's wooden burger. Near the stairs leading to the front of the Guild, Kazuto seems to be playing with a blob, patting him on the head and feeding him an apple. He waves at the approaching party.

"We're h-here, guys."
"Taking the scenic route, huh? Can't blame ya. These little dudes are pretty cute. The rest of the crew's inside, checking over commissions to see if there's anything to even do around here."

[SeriousConcentrate]

"Yeah, it's pretty nice here. Kinda reminds me of the time Elliott and I were like seven and the class went to a petting zoo. We kept trying to sneak off to try to ride the llamas and we both got grounded when we got home."

"Well, less teachers around now. And the blobs are the ones trying to do the riding. But otherwise pretty similar."

[Sirus]

: "I am certain that there must be something to do. Blobs might not do much, but from what I have seen humans tend to become agitated without activities to occupy their minds. I assume the humans and other non-blobs living here are the same."

If 42 was aware of the blob chewing on his hair, he didn't show it.

[Chevaleresse]

"I must say I do not understand the fascination of pathetic humans with such shapeless, unthreatening creatures."

[adzi]

"You will get used to them soon enough, Shoes... by the way, how was the dinner? And the desert?"

I very much hope than American-style BBQ big serving was for her liking... and that extra-sweet parfait later. She didn't comment much back then.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Okay, I think I've made some...."
Marta climbs out of the wagon to see 42-1's head being used as a blob's chew toy. She holds back a laugh.
  "42-1, um....I think you should....have a look at what's on your head...."

Kazuto rubs the back of his head, looking over at Keith and Shoes.
"Yeah, it's....wait, you don't like blobs?"

"A curious thing about blobs; they actually qualify as a Demon Race, all in themselves. Nobody knows which general is linked to them, but some scholars have connected them to Beelzebub, or theorised that an unknown eighth general is their leader."
At that, Serena's ears prick up, as she turns to the source of the voice.

A well-dressed woman with short, black hair, approaches the party, a spear hewn from black iron and bright gold. Her frame is tall and thin, but a subtle aura emanates from her, as if she were larger than she appeared.

Milly shies away, recognising the aura.
"Guys, I-I'm...we should be careful, I-."
The woman raises her hand, showing an empty palm.
"Please, do not worry. I am not here to fight you, like my sisters. I am here to seek answers."

Serena just boggles at her, confused.
"...Rhea? Is....that's you, right?"
Rhea smiles back.
"Little sister mine, it has been a while. I'm sorry I couldn't come earlier."

"Whoa, whoa. Another god? Seriously?"

[SirAston]

"Eh, you'll get used to it, Kazuto. Speaking of, I think we've reached a milestone now, there are now more Goddesses that we have met than there are whom we haven't met yet."

[Chevaleresse]

"Your offering was. . . satisfactory. Particularly the final one. Provide more like it and you may even earn my favor."

She then turned to Kazuto.
"What is there to like? They offer no challenges and make no effort to placate my wrath." She glances over at Rhea, seemingly nonplussed. "Is this not what you've come to expect by this point?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

At the mention of the other Goddess Dragons, a visible hint of displeasure crosses Rhea's face and enters her voice.
"....I see you've met my sisters then."

[SeriousConcentrate]

"Yeah. Borea is with this dude and his crew."

"And we fought Freya."

[SirAston]

"Addendum, Freya was a sore loser and teleported Discordia away to a random location. That's pretty much the opposite of how one should treat their siblings."