Hans, Paris, I've been expecting you.

Lord Grahdens! What are you doing here?

Hmm... Well, the truth is that we have a bit of a problem...

Has there been some sort of emergency?!

Well, about that...

It looks like Owen is on his way to Ishgria as we speak.

What? You mean Lord Owen? An Elder Summoner and the one dubbed "The First Summoner"?

Yes, the one and only. The very first Summoner.

Then if that's the case, aren't those good news...?

Hah. You haven't met him yet, have you Paris?

How can I put this...

Let's just say that if I had to use one word to describe him, it would be "monster."

"M-Monster"...?

He never takes back his word, and his will never bends.

Not to mention he will stop at nothing to accomplish whatever he has set out to do.

Owen is quite the overwhelming force all by himself.

What an incredible person...

He's too incredible, and therein lies our problem...

Too many of our Summoners and members of the Hall have been lost by abiding to his recklessness...

There is no one alive or dead who can meet that man's expectations.

......

Anyhow...

Once Owen arrives to Ishgria...

...would you two keep him some company?

I knew it...

Ho ho ho!

So you saw that one coming, did you Paris?

It was easy to tell...

I know it's a bother, but I'm counting on you two.

And could you do me another favor when you see him?

Please tell him I said "don't be too reckless out there," will you?

Not that he will listen to anything I have to say, but either way.

Well then, I leave this in your hands.

*Sigh*

Even if he sugarcoats it so nicely, it's still a very bothersome task...

But there's no use in overthinking it.

We should just keep doing what we can for now.

It looks like we still have aways to go before we reach the Soaring Tree Tower anyway...