Sugar Apple Fairy Tale, Vol. 3: The Silver Sugar Master and the Ivory Aristocrat by Miri Mikawa and Aki

Author:Miri Mikawa and Aki
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Yen On

The following morning, as soon as Mithril opened his eyes, he announced, “I’m off to deepen my friendship with Benjamin!” and left the room with an arrogant snort.

The sun had just risen. Anne could only imagine what a nuisance it would be for Kat and Benjamin to receive a visit from Mithril at that hour. She felt sorry for them.

The Church of Saint Lewiston Bell was on the southern end of Lewiston.

From the suburbs in the south of the capital, it looked as if the church was built to protect the royal castle, which loomed in the background behind the church’s bell tower.

The tall, slender spire of the main bell tower stood in the middle of two rows of smaller bell towers to either side. Below that was the sanctuary, built of white stone.

The official religion of the Kingdom of Highland is simply called the “state religion.” It is monotheistic, but the sole supreme deity has neither a form nor name. It is said that God is god, and anything else is unthinkable. There are no images of God, either. This is because they are an entity that cannot be imagined by the human mind.

The state church exists to spread and safeguard the state religion.

The headquarters, the Church of Saint Lewiston Bell, was also known as a place for academic studies. Centered around the sanctuary, there were many buildings. They included a library, a school for educating clergy, and places to study.

Only the clergy were allowed to enter the library or the school. But the sanctuary was open to the public, and anyone could worship there freely.

Anne stood in the doorway of the sanctuary, staring up at the ceiling, gaping.

“It’s huge!”

The entrance had already been open when they had arrived. It had to be, because the doors were made of stone and opened outward from the middle, and they were about three times Anne’s height. She wouldn’t have been able to move them even the slightest bit. It took ten clergymen to open and close them every morning and night.

Like an enormous umbrella, the ceiling curved out from the center, and it was even higher than the doors. The sound of footsteps and people’s voices echoed throughout the space.

“Ah…that’s…”

Anne started walking down the central aisle that led to the altar, passing the rows of pews used for worship.

She was still staring at the ceiling. When she made it halfway down the aisle, she came to a stop again.

On the main altar was a white stone relief of the symbol that represented the god, a circle combined with a cross.

Along the walls to either side stood enormous statues of the past saints, protecting the state religion.

But Anne’s attention never deviated from the ceiling.

Above, there were paintings. Scenes of miracles being performed by saints enshrouded in light were stretched across the domed ceiling. But the one that drew Anne’s eye was at the highest point of the ceiling. It was painted in the very center.

A burly young man with blond hair and blue eyes was crossing swords with a fairy who had red hair and red eyes.

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