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“hisisverydangerous.”

“know.”

“nceyou’rediscovered,youcouldevenbeheldaccountablebythosefanaticsfromtheJudgntemple.”

“know.”

“hosepeoplearen’tjustfanatical.hey’reruthlesstypeswholikeflayingpeoplealiveandeatingthemwhole.hefactthattheoddessallowsthemtoexistinthisworldatallisentirelythegreatestrcyshehasevershown.”

“know.”

“SoonceyoufallintothehandsofthelunaticsfromtheJudgntemple,theconsequenceswillbeworsethandeath!”

“know.Don’tworry.’mnotscared.”

“But’mfuckingscared!”

BishopKoreworeamiserableoldfaceashebeathischestandstampedhisfeet.

“’mscared...Doyouknowwhatpaidtogetthisposition?hadnotalentandnobackground.finallymanagedtoclingtosoonepowerfulandbecoabishop,finallymanagedtositsecurelyovermyownlittleterritory,andmyasshasn’tevenwardtheseatyet,andnow...

“Yes,know’vemadewhoknowshowmanymistakes.hosemistakesneedtobepaidforandwashedclean.Butyoucan’twashthishard!hisisn’twashinganymore.hisisscrapingwithasteel-wireball!WhatkindofpeopleareintheJudgntemple?unatics!Perverts!Sadists!ftheycatch,’llneverberebornforalleternity!”

“Allright,allright.”

Muensetdownhisteacupandsoothedhimhelplessly.

“t’snotasexaggeratedasyoumakeitsound.’vettheJudgntArchbishoponce,moreorless.She’ssobeautiful.owcouldshepossiblybeanythinglikewhatyou’redescribing?Besides,’monlyaskingyoutodoasmallfavor.tisn’tasthough’mdirectlyhandingyouovertotheJudgntemple.Whatareyougettingsoworkedupfor?”

“elpinganoutsiderforgeanidentity,infiltratetheChurch’sinterior,andthenlettinghimdowhoknowswhatterriblethingsinside—howisthatanydifferentfromdirectlyhandingovertotheJudgntemple?”

BishopKorebristled.“won’tdoit.absolutelywon’t!,BishopKore,mayswindlepeople,takebribes,lovemoney,andhavenoconscience,butstillhavethemostbasicbottomline.amloyalanddevotedtotheChurch.willabsolutelyneverbetraytheoddess!”

“h?”

Muenliftedhisbrowslightlyandglancedatthenunbesidehim.“Areyousure?”

henunsilentlysteppedforward.Shesaidnothing,relyopenedthesurgicaltoolcaseagaininfrontofBishopKore.

“...Urgh.”

hesurgicalinstruntsinsidehadclearlybeencarefullypolishedandrefurbished.heynolongerlookedasfrighteningasbefore,butBishopKoreimdiatelyhadcertainratherunpleasantmoriesdredgedupbythesightofthatexquisitesetoftools.isfaceinstantlyturneddeathlypale,andhebentover,clutchinghisabdonasheretchednonstop.

“Cough,cough...akeitaway.urryandtakethatthingaway...”

“sitthatbad?”

MuenwasrathersurprisedbyBishopKore’sunexpectedlyextrereaction.“haven’teventoldhertodoanythingyet.”

“o,shehasn’t...Butthiscrazywomangotaddicted.verynight,shesitstheresharpeningsurgicalknives....-can’tevenseethatthingnow.Justhearingthesoundofabladebeingsharpenedmakesmywholebodytremble...”

“...sthatso?”

Muenraisedhisheadtolookatthenunanddiscoveredthat,justasBishopKorehadsaid,whensheheldthesurgicalknife,hercheekswereclearlyflushedwithanabnormalexcitent.

tseedhereallyhadaccidentallymadeherunlocksoratherunfortunatehobby...

“wouldliketohelpyou,butwhenyouwon’tevenfulfillmyrequest,howamsupposedtolistentoyou?”

Muenspreadhishandshelplessly.henunbesidehimwasalsoextrelysensible.erbreathinggrewheavierandheavierasshestaredstraightatBishopKorelikeshewasstaringatprey,approachinghimstepbystep...

Seeingthenunandthesurgicalknifeinherhanddrawnearagain—thesanunwhohadoncebroughthimanexperienceasagonizingashell—BishopKore’sfacegrewpalerandmoretwisted.isfivefingersdugfiercelyintohisabdon.Clearly,bothntallyandphysically,hewasbearingtrendouspain.

ivein...

iveinanditwillbeeasy...

BishopKore’stwistedfacegraduallyreturnedtonormal,andthehandgrippinghisabdonslowlyrelaxedaswell.

ButjustasMuenthoughthewasabouttochoosesubmission,BishopKoresuddenlyrallied.egrittedhisteethhardandforcedhisvoiceoutthroughthegaps.

“o...o!absolutelycannotbetraytheChurch!Andabsolutelywillnotbetraytheoddess!ever!”

BishopKore’sagedfacewasnolongertwisted,butitwastwitching,andhisvoicewasalmosttearful.

“am...amtheoddess’sfaithfulbeliever...owcouldbetrayher?”

“...earingsothinglikethatfromyourmouthreallyisunexpected.”

Muenwasevenmoresurprised.ecarefullystudiedBishopKore’sdisheveledoldface.“Youdidallthosethings,yetyoustilldarecallyourselfafaithfulbeliever?”

“S-sowhat?Doingbadthingsandbeingloyal...don’tconflict.”

BishopKoretightlyclenchedtheholycrosspendant.“wasanorphantakeninbytheChurchtoo.grewupbeneaththeoddess’sradiancetoo.reveretheoddess.venthestatuemadefortheoddesswaspuregold.Askingtobetrayherisimpossible.Absolutelyimpossible...”

“Reallyno?”

“Absolutelyno!”

“otevenifyoudie?”

“otevenifdie!”

“Allright,then.nthatcase...”

Muen’sfacewasexpressionless.Atthesignalinhiseyes,thenunfinallyarrivedatBishopKore’sside,tightenedhergriparoundthesurgicalknife,andlittlebylittle...

Sensingdeathandpainapproaching,BishopKorestillshowednointentionofyielding.houghhisentirebodywastremblingfromfearandsweathadalreadysoakedhispriestlyrobe,hecontinuedprayingtotheoddess.

oddess,,Kore,reallyamagreedylittleman.Abaseandshalesscriminal...Butifitisyou,thenyoucanstilldoasyoudidbeforeandsprinkledownalittlewarmthfor,right?

“Youpassed.”

Justalittlewarmth,and...

“uh?”

Wait.

“Whatdoyouan,passed?”

BishopKoreopenedhiseyesinshock,onlytodiscoverthatthesurgicalknifehadnotpiercedhisfleshagain.thadrelybrushedacrosshisskin.

Sogentlyithadnotlefteventheslightestcut.

“anitliterally.ext,✧оvеight✧(riginalsource)don’twantsoonewhowilleasilybetrayandsubmithelping,evenif...”

“venif?”

“Forgetit.hathasnothingtodowithyou.”

Muencasuallywavedahand.henunsensiblyclosedthetoolcaseandsilentlyretreatedbehindBishopKoreagain.

“his...”

Seeingthecrisispass,BishopKorefroze.“Y-youreallyaren’tcontinuing?”

“Sinceevenatthispointyourefusedtosubmit,thereprobablywouldn’tbeanyaningincontinuing,”Muensaidwithashrug.

“-isthatso?”

BishopKoreletoutabreath,hiswholebodynearlygoinglimp.“Youscaredtodeath.thoughtyoureallyweregoingtousethosecruelthodsfrombeforetoforceintohelpingyoudosothingagainstmyconscience.”

“o.Asforhelping,youstillabsolutelyhavetodothat,”Muensaidaningfully.“Youcan’tescapeit.”

“?”

BishopKoreshudderedagain.“You—no,wait.Doyouperhapshavesoother,evencruelerthod?”

“don’thaveanyevencruelerthod.owever...”

MuenflickedhisfingerandtossedaletterintoBishopKore’shands.

“dohavearequisitionorderpersonallysignedbytheJudgntArchbishop.KoreSeville,youhavenowbeentemporarilyrequisitionedby,bypassingSaintBlancfazesiyaCathedral.”

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