South of the city of Posedonia, by the sea.

A lady wearing a slim blue windbreaker with lines looked at the stone tablets in front of her:

"It's been twelve years."

Tris sighed. The world has changed so quickly over the past twelve years.

Her father, the previous consul, stepped down due to the death of 121 people in the Heavenly Ladder, and related persons from Paradise Company and Ciou Company were also arrested and imprisoned.

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

Twelve years later, she finally understood what a huge number the assets she had at that time were.

But saying this is not how unfair she thinks it is.

But it's just a feeling.

because......

In that disaster of the crash of the airship, those who were richer than her, those who were higher than her, those who were close to the status of her father's consul were dead.

If she has time every year, she will come here to celebrate.

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

Those people who made her feel like sunstones, like flames burning, and those people who made her feel like flames extinguished.

Shaking his head, Tris shook his naive fantasy away.

After that, she never met even someone who felt the same.

No one who burns like a flame or gives people the feeling of extinguishing flames, has ever seen him again.

Although the sunstone still gives her that feeling, if you think about it carefully, there is nothing special about feeling the heat from the sunstone...

Thinking of this, she walked towards Madame Bisso's tombstone.

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

That was a middle-aged man.

In front of the tombstone, the other party placed a thick book with a fist width in front of the tombstone. After whispering something, he left the tomb, bypassed her, and left the cemetery with the wreckage of the Heavenly Staircase as the garden wall.

Tris watched the other person disappear and couldn't help but think about it.

"Is Mrs. Bisso's relative?"

However, she didn't know the man.

Although the municipal magistrate Peso did not step down ten years ago, his backer, Madam Biso's family was gradually suppressed because of her father's consul's step down and gradually wiped out the power of the regime.

Cityman Peso was also replaced.

That man was definitely not a municipal peso, she was sure of this.

Is it from Madame Bisso's family?

Tris is not sure about this, because she is facing obstacles everywhere because of the current consul. She is struggling with obstacles and finding a job is difficult and obstacles.

She hasn't been to the places where people gather in eleven years.

However, she felt relaxed about this. After all, she had to follow various etiquette norms in the face of those people, which was so annoying.

Although life is peaceful now and food, drink, clothing and use are far less than before, I am happy and relaxed, so it is good or bad.

Shaking her head, Tris didn't think about who that man was. Even if she knew it before, it was nothing strange that she couldn't remember after so long, and what's the use of knowing him?

Can you do something for her?

After thinking about it, Triss came to the tombstone of Madame Bisso.

Looking at the names engraved on the tombstone, the photos and a line of epitaphs below, Tris squatted down:

"Madam Bisso, just like you said. Some people will approach our faces and bodies, but more because of status and money. I have become such a beautiful woman now, but not as many men approaching as before.

Her tone was relaxed and her smile was full, as if she was talking, and her eyes unconsciously fell on the somewhat annoying book.

Speaking of which, is that person the first time he has come? Or is it the first time he has put this kind of thing on it as a sacrificial product?

I've never seen it before.

No, maybe there were some before, but it was cleaned up by the cleaning workers in charge of cleaning?

That is to say, maybe in the past the other party came to worship after he came?

Tris, who likes the mystery novels of the monster thief, still has no change in his hobbies, and he subconsciously guesses.

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

"Madam~ I will lend it to me to read the book~ I won't take it away, I will read it here."

As he said that, he took the book from the tombstone and took it into his hand.

"《Bubble》?Religious literature?Fantasy literature?Romantic literature?"

While muttering, Tris turned to the directory, but the directory only recorded the number of pages in different chapters, but did not have chapter titles.

"What a strange layout format, why doesn't there be a title..."

"Is it a mystery novel to avoid spoilers in the chapter title?"

"But there are better ways, isn't chapter titles and content related, or even misleading them? Why don't there be titles?"

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

It is not a mystery novel, nor is it her favorite novel of handsome monster thieves fighting wits with police detectives, but more like... Religious literature.

Compared to her time as a girl, she couldn't read other books other than the novels of the Story that she liked, the rich and willful situation is gone forever. For the sake of life, her personality that could not accept all kinds of things she didn't like had been smoothed out.

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

She swept the ground under her butt with her hands. She sat down and held the book with one hand. While she was flipping through the first chapter, she soon understood what the book was talking about:

"It's another book of creationism. Why do these religious madmen always feel that a creator created them?"

Although she mocked those who shouted all day long that the Heavenly Ladders angered the Sun God and destroyed it, saying that the destruction was the correct religious madman, she did not stop reading it.

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

"Well... there are two worlds in this world? Is there any problem with this person's brain?"

The more I read it, the more Tris felt that the author of this book had a problem with his mind. There are two fruits in one fruit?

Deformal fruit? Not sure?

After thinking of an example that seemed to be no contradiction, Tris continued to look at it:

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

"This way of expression...is this fairy tale book written for children?"

Tris covered the book and glanced at the cover. Even though she had good acceptance, she was also unacceptable to such tone that she spoke to children.

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

Tris sighed, she really couldn't read the book.

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

However, at this moment, she suddenly felt a burning fire.
Chapter completed!