The nearest church was alone in a corner of the noble district. Because the surroundings are only splendid mansions, it feels compact!, but if this were in the commoner district, it would probably become the expression of imposing!
Entering inside, the impression changes to magnificent! As expected money has been spent! The ceiling is high, and the heart is washed by the light pouring down from the stained glass windows. Even me with thin faith thinks of being immersed in the god's grace? Beside that me, whether it is my imagination, the countess feels a little not in a good mood.
Because the countess appeared at the church, upon entering the church's responsible person, whether called bishop or priest? comes with a smiling face while rubbing hands. Chapel? Sanctuary? Anyway on the right wall of the hall where believers pray a pipe organ was installed. I had thought the pipes extended enough to reach the ceiling, but it was not such an exaggerated thing.
