"I thought you would pick something at random."
"So did I, but I never expected so many choices. There are actually so many styles of coffins here."
"Conditions are better now. We didn't have this sort of treatment in the beginning."
"I noticed. This first coffin, for example."
Byrne pointed at Old Saman's coffin. It was visibly rough and simple, even a little shabby.
Alfred shook his head and said, "It wasn't quite that bad. It's simply because he made this one himself, so it has more commemorative value. Besides, among all these exquisite, luxurious coffins, an oddity like this actually looks more distinguished."
"Yes, true. Then I'll take this one."
Byrne chose a black coffin in the standard style of the Order God Church. It closely resembled the coffin design used by the First Knight Order, but the detailed patterns and carvings on it clearly exceeded what his rank permitted.
The church had a strict hierarchy. From the Clerical Robes worn by Clerics to the specifications of murals, everything was governed by an established body of church law.
Here, however, those rules could be ignored. After all, strictly speaking in terms of church law, this was the seat of Order's highest orthodoxy.
"Do you have any specific requirements for the interior?"
"None. I'll only be lying inside for an afternoon nap at most. The rest of the time, I'll still have to climb out and work."
"I really like that attitude of yours. Unlike theirs."
"Are they unwilling to work?"
"They're willing enough, and they know to spare no effort in carrying out the young master's instructions. But whenever there's nothing to do, they all laze around. They lack that subjective initiative."
"They're the normal ones. People like us are the abnormal ones."
"Perhaps. All right, we can head