Kahn stepped into a silent clearing that was filled with trees and rarely visited by people. “It’s been a while since I’ve come here.”

Looking at the abbey in front of him, Kahn had an expression of reminiscence. When he was first asked to build this abbey in this location, he thought it was ridiculous. But now, there would’ve been no better place to live quietly than here. The weather was nice throughout all four seasons, and there was enough rain. It was the perfect place to lazily live out one’s days. 

If he had known about this sooner, Kahn would’ve lived here too. Slightly regretting the past, he walked through the open abbey door. Soon after, he met eyes with a nun who was carrying laundry. She put the basket down and came to bow in front of Kahn. “You’re the first visitor we’ve had in a while. What brings you here, sir?”

Kahn laughed in disbelief at being called a visitor. If the nun knew this abbey was built on his money, he wondered just what kind of expression she would make. But most of the people who knew this fact had already returned to the embrace of the god they served. It...