"So, those are the four of our little requests, okay?"
Capella's grating snicker seemed to tell everyone that the matter had already been settled.
"Of course, of course, you can choose not to do it. But then, as part of the game's rules, we'll pop open the water gates and let this city gurgle its way underwater. Then everyone can happily meet again in another world. It'd be a fittingly miserable end for you scraps of meat, though it would be a little boring."
"Well then, then, we'll wait for your reply. Bye-bye~~"
Having left behind those cheerful words as though she had done nothing at all, the voice that had echoed throughout the skies above the Gate City finally fell silent.
The broadcast ended there.
"..."
Inside the dining hall, everyone remained silent, making the air itself grow heavy.
After a long while, Felt and Felix spoke at the same time, their voices full of disgust.
"This is absolutely awful..."
— "Lust."
— "Wrath."
— "Gluttony."
— "Greed."
The four Archbishops of Sin, every single one of them, stood completely opposed to the world's common sense. Immersed in worlds that no one else could understand, even their minds were filled with abnormality.
"Lust" was a monster that toyed with human dignity and values.
"Wrath" was a monster who played with others' emotions and craved selfish love.
"Gluttony" was a beast that stole away the Meaning of Existence of others and violently trampled upon the very notion of life.
"Greed" was an evil man who forced his own values upon others and acted with arrogant self-righteousness.
Every one of them was beyond saving, and every one of them was utterly unforgivable.
No one could understand their madness, nor could anyone accept it.
"As expected, the Witch Cult is the greatest