Crow's Paradise

South of the city of Poseidonia, by the sea.

A woman wearing a slim-fitting blue trench coat glanced at the stone tablets in front of her:

"Twelve years."

Triss sighed, the world has changed so fast in the past twelve years.

Her father, the previous consul, resigned due to the death of one hundred and twenty-one people on the Stairway to Heaven, and people related to Paradise Company and Magio Company were also arrested and imprisoned.

All her assets were confiscated by the current consul in various ways after her father stepped down.

Twelve years later, she finally understood how huge the assets she owned at that time were.

However, saying this is not how unfair she thinks it is.

It's just a feeling.

because

In the disaster of the airship crash, people richer than her, people of higher status than her, and people close to her father's status as a consul died.

If she has time every year, she will come here to hold a ceremony.

However, looking at these tombstones, she couldn't help but think of her experience on the airship.

Those people who made her feel like sun stones, like flames burning, those people who made her feel like flames extinguished.

Shaking her head, Triss shook off her innocent fantasy.

After that, she never met anyone who felt the same way.

Whether it was someone who burned like a flame, or someone who gave the impression that the flame was extinguished, I have never seen him again.

Although the sun stone still gave her that feeling, if she thought about it carefully, there was nothing special about feeling the heat from the sun stone.

With this thought in mind, she walked towards Mrs. Bisso's tombstone.

However, when she came to the tombstone, she saw a man.

That was a middle-aged man.

The other party placed a thick book about the width of a fist in front of the tombstone. After whispering something, he left the tomb, walked around her, and left the garden with the wreckage of the Stairway to Heaven as the wall. 's cemetery.

Triss watched the other party disappear and couldn't help but think about it.

"A relative of Mrs. Bisso?"

However, she didn't know the man.

Although Alderman Bisso did not step down ten years ago, the family of his backer, Mrs. Bisso, was gradually suppressed and swept out of the political power due to the resignation of her father, the consul.

Alderman Peso was also replaced.

That man was definitely not Mayor Peso, of that she was sure.

Are they from Mrs. Bisso's family?

Triss was not sure about this, because due to the current consul's targeting, she encountered obstacles at every turn, and finding a job was also a difficult journey.

She had not been to any gathering place where she could meet those people in the past for eleven years.

However, she felt relaxed about it. After all, it was annoying to have to follow various etiquette rules when facing those people.

Although our life is peaceful now, and our food, drink, and clothing are far inferior to those before, we are still happy and relaxed, which can be considered both good and bad.

Shaking her head, Triss didn't think about who that man was. Even if she knew it before, it's not surprising that she couldn't remember it after so long. And what's the use of knowing him?

Is there anything you can do to help her?

After thinking about it, Triss came to Mrs. Bisso's tombstone.

Looking at the names, photos and epitaphs engraved on the tombstone, Tris squatted down:

"Mrs. Bisso, it's just like what you said. Some people will approach our faces and bodies, but it's mostly because of status and money. I have become such a beautiful woman now, but not like before. So many men are approaching~"

Her tone was relaxed and her smile was full of laughter, as if she were having a conversation. Her eyes unconsciously fell on the somewhat unsightly book.

Speaking of which, is this the first time for that person? Is this the first time to put something like this as a sacrificial offering?

Never seen it before.

No, maybe it was there before, but was swept away by the cleaning crew?

In other words, maybe the other party came to offer sacrifices after I came in the past?

Triss, who likes fantasy thief mystery novels, her hobby has not changed and she subconsciously started to guess.

However, she soon came back to her senses and smiled at the photo on the tombstone:

"Madam, lend me the book and read it. If you don't want to take it away, just read it here."

As he spoke, he took the book off the tombstone and took it into his hand.

""Bubble"? Religious literature? Fantasy literature? Romance literature?"

While muttering, Triss turned to the table of contents. However, the table of contents only recorded the number of pages of different chapters, but there was no chapter title.

"What a weird layout format, why is there no title?"

"Could it be that it's a mystery novel to avoid spoilers in the chapter names?"

"But there is a better way. The chapter name is not related to the content, or even misleading. Isn't it a better way? Why is there no title?"

However, after opening the first chapter, Triss realized that she was wrong.

It's not a mystery novel, nor is it her favorite novel about a handsome monster thief and a police detective fighting wits, but more like religious literature.

Compared to the time when she was a girl and couldn't read other books besides her favorite phantom thief novels, the situation of being rich and willful is gone forever. In order to survive, her character cannot accept all kinds of things she doesn't like. , has also been smoothed.

With enough money and status, her sharp character can be embedded in society like a nail without being destroyed. If not, she can only make herself as smooth and strong as possible so as not to be injured in collisions with others.

Sweeping the ground under her butt with her hands, she sat down and held the book in one hand while flipping through the first chapter. Soon, she understood what the book was about:

"It's a creationist book again. Why do these religious lunatics always think that there is a creator who created them?"

Although she mocked those religious lunatics who kept shouting that the Stairway to Heaven was destroyed because it offended the Sun God, and that destruction was correct, she did not stop reading because of this.

However, maybe the reason is that the first chapter of this myth is different from other sun myths she knows, right?

"Well, there are two worlds in this world? Is there something wrong with this person's brain?"

The more she read, the more Tris felt that there was something wrong with the author of this book. There are two fruits in one fruit?

Misshapen fruit? Not sure?

After thinking of an example that seemed to have no contradiction, Triss continued reading:

"The big world is like water. The small world floats on the big world. The big world only has darkness. Only the part of the small world on the water has light."

"This way of expression. Is this a fairy tale book for children?"

Triss closed the book and glanced at the cover. Even though she had a good ability to accept it, she also found it difficult to accept the tone of voice that was like talking to a child.

Although it is indeed easy to understand, it is true.

Triss sighed. She really couldn't read this book.

Thinking about it, she was about to put the book back in front of the tombstone.

However, at this moment, she suddenly felt a burning sensation.

This feeling made her stand up suddenly in confusion and look around.