Chapter 92

— Right now they don't know. But don't you think anyone's wondering why there's no priest in our village? Why there's no chapel? Why aren't we praying to their god? — Alexander tried to get his point across, but saw that it wasn't fully understood.

People of the 21st century have forgotten how important a part of life religion was and how powerful the church was, the only structure ensuring people ETERNITY! Or at least promising it.

— So we need a priest — our own priest. — Eugene continued on the simple path.

— Yeah — and we'll all take acting courses and play fervently devout people.

— What other options do we have? Bonfire?!

— Let's not escalate to shouting!

— Why does the local church have such Nazi dogmas? — Olga decided to ease the conflict between her husband and the "elder".

— Yes, it's something related to local history, we haven't been able to find out yet — peasants and warriors don't know the history. The mages we drank blood with don't either. The nobles have a good education, but history isn't part of it. The monks we came across... well, they're basically the same riff-raff as peasants, just with a robe around their bellies instead of a shirt. As far as we know, other races also have a strong nationalist sentiment and hostility towards outsiders. This arose after the collapse of the common state. — Sergey, as head of intelligence and responsible for gathering any information, was the first to respond.

— So we still haven't figured out what happened there?

— For that, we need chroniclers and high-ranking priests. Even the priest who was at Count Rura's didn't know anything about history — he had propaganda in his head, and he was by no means an ordinary priest.

— What about other races? Do they also have fascism intertwined with religion? — Maria unexpectedly became interested in the conversation.

— General data. Elves believe in several gods, the main one being the Mother of the Forest. There is absolutely no nationalism in their religion, if we are to believe the data from our involuntary informants. But outsiders to them are like a blot on the landscape. Their tradition is to deceive everyone who isn't an elf. To them, it's even a matter of honor — deceiving a stranger, doing a good deed, and yet deceiving an elf is considered quite reprehensible; they don't lie to each other at all.

— So they don't tell the truth to outsiders at all? — Olga chuckled.

— Exactly.

— You've stumbled upon some interesting memories.

Sitting in the newly built main house, the vampires leisurely drank hot herbal tea brought to them and poured by a human girl. They even conversed in the local language. What had started as an important discussion had somehow devolved into idle chatter, but apparently the fatigue of recent weeks and tension required just this kind of release — over a leisurely morning conversation.

— And what about the dwarves?

— Guys, don't you have your own memories of this? We drink the same blood!

— Don't poke at our blood! We drink different blood. Especially you. So tell us.

— Well, I thought I wasn't the only one with information about other races.

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