The man’s features, as if crafted by a master artisan, crumbled pitifully. After moving his lips several times, he finally managed to scrape a voice from his throat, which was heavily choked.
“I’m sorry, Ai.”
With that apology directed at me, he seemed to have steeled his resolve. His previously disheveled expression quickly composed itself.
The moment I felt as if he had become a different person.
“From now on, the heresy interrogation will begin.”
“Gasp!”
[‘The Scales That Judge Souls’ admires, saying, as expected of a veteran heresy inquisitor.]
[‘The Balancer of Harsh Words’ expects you to act like a veteran heretical saintess as well.]
[‘The Word That Builds the World’ is extremely indignant at the current situation and blocks the gods’ connections.]
The handsome man, whose charm had tripled, gazed at me tenderly. A gentle hand caressed my cheek.
“If you cooperate, it’ll be over quickly. You need to clear your…