As the woman moved her body, her blue cloak with a cross on it fluttered.
"… … ."
What on earth happened?
The last thing I saw was the woman's hand reaching for the sword at her waist.
After that, something sparkled, and I only blinked once…
Rachel, who was in front of the woman, was torn to pieces to the point where not even her own brother could recognize her.
The woman's cold eyes turned to me.
"Name."
At that moment, I had a strong feeling that if I answered even slightly wrong or offended her, there would be no turning back.
"… This is Zeil Sieghardt."
The woman stared at me for a while without saying anything, then slowly opened her mouth.
"Sieghardt… is it."
With those words, she turned her back and walked toward the crack she came from.
A blue cloak with a cross drawn on it.
There is only one organization on this continent that can wear that.
The Blue Cross Society.
Raphaelite heresy interrogators who serve the Twelve Gods, led by Raphael, the main god.
