Dereliction of duty · 90 years in the new calendar

Just leave it at that, and it would be nice to sleep through another day.

Not long after waking up, there is no way to fall asleep again so quickly.

Xus: Don't cover my head, bored.

He struggled a little, but he stretched his head out of the thick quilt, and was able to breathe smoothly again.

Maintaining this posture, he looked at the pamphlet, planning to just lie on his side and read.

Zolf: Want a pillow?

It's good to pad it.

Although you are long past the age where you need to worry about myopia.

Xus: I'm sorry, on the contrary, I have good eyesight.

...But thanks anyway.

Xus didn't intend to argue with him at first, but when he realized it, he was already stubborn.

Fortunately, he is not like (at least not exactly like) some people, dare to speak but dare not look down.

Zolf: This kind of booklet... I heard you mention it many times.

I've never seen it.

Xus: Impossible, right?

It has been in circulation for many years, and you really haven't even seen it?

Zolf: Hmm.

I glanced at it when I went to choose it, and there was really nothing else.

That's all right.

The content in the booklet is not suitable for people who have never understood it.

To put it bluntly, it is to convey scriptures and stories, but it is actually the same as...

If it weren't for the god religion still having a considerable status in this continent, these pamphlets would probably be at the same level as garbage books.

Xus: You say.

——Why can everyone believe them for so long?

Zolf: Huh?

Zor must have been caught off guard by the question, blinking and pulling his arms a little tighter.

From the current point of view, he can easily make himself breathless or even suffocate, Xus couldn't help chuckling when he thought of this.

Zolf: That... you yourself, aren't you?

Anyway, it used to have a pretty high status.

Xus: That just overturned the smooth sailing after taking office.

Myself... on the so-called doctrine or something.

It is not enough to resist, but it is impossible to talk about faith.

Zolf: Eh - I don't believe it.

……

I'm a bit confused about the meaning of the word "letter".

Xus: Say the same words three or five times in a row, that's what happens.

...Look at this.

Turning the pages, he saw something interesting in the first few pages of the booklet.

After pointing it out to Zor, he explained:

Xus: This writing style is definitely Miss Cyn.

As long as something has a missionary intention, what it lacks is usually those little stories, true or false.

The articles pointed to by the fingers are not long, and each article has at most one side of paper.

The plot of the story seems to be connected.

It tells the story of a boy.It is said that he had no father or mother since he was a child, and was adopted by religious people.

Then he grew up with the company of the church and the scriptures as a matter of course. In the end, he took charge of his own affairs and even took over the post of bishop.

He continued to carry forward the teachings, and under his guidance, the surrounding villages also developed.

Zolf: ...so corny.

Now, even I wouldn't make up stories of this level.

Xus: In terms of Ms. Cyn's language, she can write smoothly without any wrong sentences, which is pretty good.

……

However, someone else must have read it before publication, and it may have been a revised version.

Zolf: Speaking of which, I seem to have seen this story somewhere.

……

Xus?

Xus: Don't stare at me.

He angrily pushed away Zor, who suddenly came up to him, and the latter's head hit the head of the bed, and the wooden board at the head of the bed made a sound ranging from crisp to dull.

Zor rubbed the bumped part nonchalantly, saying that it was not painful at all, and he didn't need Xus' apology.

Xus: Really...

It's pretty similar, except for the last paragraph.

He read the little stories again.

Seriously, it would have been okay if you didn't mind at first.

Once you have such a thought in your mind, it is difficult to ignore it when you look at it later.

Zolf: Because Xus' story ended up being incomplete, she probably rewrote it like this.

Xus: Incomplete?

I'm fine now.

Zolf: Hey, anyway, when we were young, we used to claim to be demons fighting against the priests.

Don't deny it just because you're too ashamed.

Xus: I've never done that.

It's just because I'm with you that I accompany you to make a second mistake.

The little boy in the story enjoys the life of a normal person in the end. Although he has devoted his life to the religion and never married, he has adopted several children who have always been filial.

Being old and dependable, he handed over his duties with peace of mind, and then died peacefully in the garden of the church.

... "So the garden became a cemetery, and to this day, the corpses of those who have paid for the religion are still housed."

Zolf: ...

Uh?

Xus: ...

Pretty good ending, isn't it.

He silently put the booklet on the bedside table.

Zolf: If you feel good, don't show such a regretful expression, okay?

...Pfft, are you holding back your laughter?

Xus: Yes, no, yes.

……

Yes a little.

——I have never heard of it, so the cemetery has such a history.

Although it does seem to be used that way.