When he saw the wary expressions on Fang Cheng and Kanzaki Rin's faces, Wakamatsu Kazuki knew what they were thinking.
He gave a wry smile. "Don't worry. I'm not going to tell the Truth Cult who you are. I stepped in mainly because I didn't want to see two young people die here. You should go."
Fang Cheng had already started taking the rings off himself and Kanzaki Rin.
Kanzaki Rin touched her neck and asked softly, "Why don't you take your wife and children back? There's no future for you in the Truth Cult. What you're doing will bring disaster sooner or later. With your record, the Countermeasure Department would never treat you unfairly."
The Truth Cult's methods for extracting secrets from the Wishers seemed flawless, but the moment they dared put that information to use, they were sure to alert the Area 11 government.
Then the whole place could be wiped out by missiles. No matter how powerful Kitaryu Shingen was, all of Nanmoku Village would be reduced to ruins, and every believer would be buried with it.
"Treat me fairly? Forget it."
Wakamatsu Kazuki's voice was thick with distrust. He clearly had no faith in the Countermeasure Department at all. "Even if they did treat me fairly, I've already wasted my youth in the Truth Cult. What would I even do if I went back?"
He had left Tokyo with the Truth Cult back then, heading out into the wilderness. Alongside a large number of believers, he had fought gangs and monsters and built Nanmoku Village from the ground up, pouring the best years of his life into the Truth Cult.
At first, he had still been able to stay in touch with his superiors and keep his identity in mind. But after losing contact, he gradually