Part 10
A gentle time continued for a while.
The camel kicked sand away with its thick legs.
Since the wheels of a carriage would sink, it seemed that sand sleighs were used here.
Baduta grasped the reins, and Diablo’s group of four sat in seats.
There was a large building facing the main street.
It was made of stone just like the other buildings in the vicinity, but it had a solid flagstone base, and a belfry towered above it.
Even though it was in the middle of the desert, stained glass was set in the walls.
It was a splendid chapel.
However, local knights surrounded its vicinity. They were keeping watch so that no one would approach it.
Lumachina put a hand to her mouth.
「Is that, the chapel?」
「Yes. Though, it was shut down by Lamnites’ instructions……」
Baduta answered her.
The Feudal Lord branded the Church as swindlers, and did not allow them even a single privilege.
「Why would she go as far as shutting it down……」
「That chapel is originally something that the previous Feudal Lord constructed in accordance with the King’s decree. Therefore, its ownership is in the hands of the Feudal Lord. If we are to use it, pay the rent──That is what she told us. It was the market price amount but……it was much too high to pay from donations……」
「And that is why it isn’t being used.」
「There were voices from the townspeople saying that they wanted to make use of the chapel but……As you saw, Lamnites has that sort of personality.」
「How troubling.」
Lumachina cast her eyes down.
Lumachina made an inquiry to Baduta.
「Aren’t you unable to do any divine services or anything with the chapel being shut down?」
「We have constructed a tent on the northern side of town in place of the chapel.」
「May I have you show it to me?」
「……It will be somewhat of a, detour. How about after taking a rest?」
「Right now, please.」
「I understand.」
Honestly, maybe because of the MP consumption, Diablo felt like he wanted to hurry up and eat a meal and dive into a bed. However, he also understood Lumachina’s feelings.
Keeping silent, he rocked in the seat of the sand sleigh.
Zircon Tower was a small town when compared to Faltra City. Without taking much time, they arrived at the northern side.
Several small tents were constructed. There were about 100 of them.
Lumachina rose up a bit.
「This is, all of them?」
「About half of them. The other half are ones that Adventurers and merchants built.」
「Even so, that is a lot.」
「There isn’t enough but……I am sorry, Lumachina-sama. If we get any closer than this, there will be a problem in one way or another.」
「What is it?」
The sand sleigh turned around.
Baduta pointed.
「That is, the line to wait for prayers but……」
In front of a tent that was a size bigger, a line of around 3000 people was made. It had adults and children, men and women, Humans, Elves, Dwarves, Pantherians, and Grasswalkers.
Lumachina muttered.
「……For 1000 people to line up regularly, that really is a bit too much.」