Smack, smack, smack!
Kaneda Hideki raised his hands and applauded softly. "You're quite clever. You're right, but you can't blame me. They were too weak-willed to handle life undercover, yet they wouldn't join the Truth Cult or die. I was in a difficult position."
"You're the one who's weak-willed!"
Kanzaki Rin said coldly, "How can you face the Countermeasure Department after everything they did for you? How can you face your own responsibilities?"
"Shut up!"
He hadn't expected those words to hit Kaneda Hideki's sore spot, sending him into a rage.
"Five years! Do you know what I've been through these past five years?"
Kaneda Hideki roared without a care for his dignity. "You sent me here to go undercover, then ignored me for five years! Every time I asked to be transferred back, you brushed me off with excuses. You never cared whether I lived or died! Since you abandoned me, don't blame me for turning to the light. You brought this on yourselves!"
Kanzaki Rin had no answer. Bureaucracy was rampant within the Countermeasure Department, and Kaneda Hideki was one of the few undercover agents still alive.
The harder he fought to survive within the Truth Cult, the less likely the Countermeasure Department was to bring him back. They were waiting for the day he could prove useful. It was a vicious cycle.
"That's enough, Priest Kaneda."
Wakamatsu Kazuki spoke coolly. "This isn't the time to air your grievances."
Kaneda Hideki quickly lowered his head in apology, then turned to Fang Cheng and Kanzaki Rin with a smile. "It's a shame you didn't drink the Sacred Wine. If you had, all this trouble would've been unnecessary. Take them down."
He waved his hand, and a series of thuds rang out.
Dozens of armed believers around them, including the