Upon walking over to have a look for himself, he had to agree with her on how strange they looked.

From what he could see, the murals depicted how the people living here back then went about with their lives. However, some of the people that were painted looked extremely odd.

To put it simply, the murals seemed to be telling a story. Upon closer inspection, they seemed to tell the tale of the items that had been hidden in this stone room.

Noticing the Giya was also looking intently at the murals, Gerald then asked, “Do you understand what the murals are trying to say, Giya?”

“…W-what? What… did you just call me?” asked Giya as she immediately came to her senses and stared at Gerald, a blank expression on her face.

“…Why, Giya of course! I didn’t get your name wrong, did I? After all, I’ve heard quite a few people calling you that by this point!”

“…Y-you got it right… My name’s Giya, yes...” replied Giya as she felt her heart quivering slightly.

Shaking the feeling off, sh