"Come whenever you like. Just come straight to the Pavarro Funeral Society and find me. After leaving the Teleportation Magic Formation, you can take one of the carriages parked in the formation hall. That'll be more convenient."
"Hm? Doesn't everyone take a carriage after leaving the formation?"
"Heh."
Kallen smiled outwardly, while silently despising the Order God Church's extremely unreasonable allowance system.
Compared with a "Divine Son" like Mavario, the gap between their allowances was probably far greater than the gap between his own and an ordinary Divine Servant's.
Of course, Mavario might no longer need an allowance. Most of his expenses could be reimbursed.
Just look at that. Kallen thought anyone who took a carriage inside the formation hall had water in their brain, but he had overlooked the fact that some people had swimming pools at home.
Ah, this really chilled the heart of a Whip of Order Combatant like himself, fighting on the front lines for the church.
"Go take care of your business first. You can write to me when you're finished. Of course, I suspect you'll forget."
"I'll definitely forget." Kallen shrugged. "Real friends can't be bothered to write letters."
"Heh, the formation's about to activate. Goodbye." Mavario waved to Kallen.
"Goodbye." Kallen nodded to Mavario, then turned and headed toward his Teleportation Magic Formation.
Mavario did not stay where he was to watch Kallen leave. Once Kallen turned away, he turned and left too.
Sitting on Kallen's shoulder, Puer whispered, "I originally thought he was one of those rare, honest, simplehearted people."
"And now?"
"When he decided without hesitation to let Lister take the blame, I realized he wasn't."
Kallen smiled. "He never was."
"Was I being naive?"
"No, not at all. Maybe you've just been eating too well."
"Are you mocking me?"
"No.