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"Benson!"
Melissa could not help taking two steps forward. The girl, usually so mature and quiet, showed an extremely rare flash of anxiety. She looked at her elder brother's back, recalling what she had just heard, and for a moment lost the ability to speak.
Whatever she had been through before, she was still a girl who had only just come of age, encountering something like this for the first time.
The Mandated Punisher looked at the silent Benson, then beckoned to Melissa.
"Miss Moretti, please come here. As one of those involved, you must come with us as well."
After seeing Melissa's age, he had naturally changed how he addressed her.
Benson forced himself to rally and stood between Melissa and the two police inspectors outside the door. Just then, something suddenly occurred to him. Looking at the inspectors' dark blue hair, Benson said suspiciously-no, with certainty:
"We believe in the Goddess, but you two must be believers in the God of Thunder and Truth, correct? Why aren't you handing us over to the clergy of the Church of Evernight? Is it because what Klein... participated in, or is planning, has something to do with the Church of the Storm?"
The two Mandated Punishers exchanged a glance. Gale, whose tone toward heretics was less than friendly, spoke first.
"This involves far more than you can imagine. We're only responsible for taking you away, and we aren't authorized to know any more of the inside details."
"What exactly is it? I haven't heard so much as a whisper."
In an instant, all sorts of shocking incidents surfaced in the eldest Moretti's mind, including but not limited to terrorist attacks, the still-uncaught murderer who had assassinated Emperor George Augustus III, retaliatory attacks by people from the Southern Continent against the