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Frankly, I can't tell how that trial is related to wisdom at all.
But it was pretty fun as an activity. Liv and I were guessing along as well.
...Were all the gesturings you guys were doing just you trying to solve the puzzles?
That's right. I got distracted for a second, and Liv won in the end.
Oh, I... I don't need any rewards... Lee and Commandant winning is the best reward I can hope for.
I'll do my best if there is a rematch.
Anyway, we've got two keys with us now. It also proves the importance of finding out whose portrait it is.
Oh, ain't your trials going smoothly, Gray Raven from Babylonia!
Not that odd for me to hang around the place. I'm part of the crew, after all! But you're right that I'm here for another reason.
Something's up! But you ain't the one I'm looking for.
After greeting you all, the foreman walks over to the South General, who is disappointed with the riddle having been solved, and smacks him on the back of the head.
Ouch! What was that, Foreman?!
Do you still have to ask? What are you doing leaving your post and coming all the way here? Look at that mess of a queue outside with all those mechanoids!
Ugh!
Just pick yourself up and head back, or the event's screwed!
U-understood!
I think I know why he is the foreman.
I have to thank you as well, Babylonians.
Why?
Because y'all are great contestants, that's why! The Fist of the Taoist has never been as competitive as this year, thanks to you!
Now that you've mentioned it, there were indeed mechanoids cheering for us, just like an audience.
The competition is an event, after all.
But why are you organizing these activities during the Ghost Festival? The festival in the records is supposed to be...
Of course we know what the Ghost Festival is supposed to be. We're just... trying to find an excuse to do something together, is what it is.
The lives of us mechanoids are way more boring than you think.
That's a good way to put it.
Which is to say... sometimes we would want to remember the good ol' days too.
These old days you're talking about...
Hmm, weird to talk about this sort of thing in front of guests, ain't it? Trek along now to find the West General. I should return to my patrol!
And he's gone...
From what Foreman said, this event shouldn't be dangerous to begin with. Let's keep going, Commandant.
(Nods) Let's head toward the Western trial.
(Nods) We don't have anyone else, anyway. Let's go get our third victory!
