"Do you know about locusts?" Anthony asked.
"...Of course, I do." Silver Coin replied speechlessly. He was not an ignorant noble, and Anthony's question made him feel insulted.
"I've gotten used to it. Ah, you have no idea what I've been going through lately." Anthony said with a bitter smile.
"Centuries ago, a carefree boy lived in a village until a locust plague struck one year. Crops were devoured, a famine ensued, and his parents starved to death. Driven by hunger, he caught locusts to roast and eat, eventually surviving..."
The surviving boy was Hermorth. In divine language, 'Tos' means 'supreme.' Hermorthos translates to 'the supreme Hermorth.'
Having lost his family and with most of his village friends dead from starvation, Hermorth, who had been eating roasted locusts, not only survived but also saved the remaining villagers. They weathered the most challenging phase until the Church of Light came to their aid.
