"This..."
Hearing both sides, the Witch Cultists were clearly thrown into confusion.
They were merely ordinary cult fanatics. Though they had their own Gospels, their strength was far below that of the Sin Archbishops. At most, they could only sense traces of a Witch's aura.
And in their eyes,
the Witch's aura on both men was equally dense.
So for the moment, they truly had no way to tell who was who...
"D-Damn it!"
Seeing that the cultists could not recognize him, the crazed-looking man beside them—or rather, Petelgeuse—finally snapped and began gnawing frantically at his fingers. "You dare compete with me for the Witch's love! Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it!!!"
"This..."
The surrounding Witch Cultists instinctively exchanged looks. "That doesn't look like an act... Could he really be the true Sin Archbishop?"
"Wah gah gah gah!!!"
But the moment those words were spoken, Natsuki Subaru on the other side suddenly started twitching wildly as well. He dropped to his knees as though suffering unimaginable pain. "Ah! I see! I must not have been diligent enough! That is why the Witch is testing me like this!"
As he spoke the last sentence,
Natsuki Subaru began smashing his head against a rock. "Please grant me forgiveness, Witch!!!"
"Wait, no..."
The surrounding Witch Cultists were even more baffled by this. "I think this one might be the real Archbishop, right? Looking at his devotion, he seems more devout..."
"Bastards! You slothful fools!"
Petelgeuse finally went completely mad. He spread his hands, and countless Invisible Hands burst forth from behind him, lunging at the nearby cultists.
Since he was not quite sane,
he had no intention of holding back at all.
Before the Witch Cultists could react, those invisible giant hands had already reached them. They grabbed every