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Chapter 518

Day 113 – Late Night, Theocracy, Grand Cathedral,

Death came easily. With every swing of my beloved blade, Middle-aged Man Cutter: Disinfect! blood sprayed and screams rang out.

The knights of the church, who would regenerate unless killed completely, now realized, once their arms and legs were severed, and their wounds no longer healed, they were doomed. They wailed in despair. No mana-wrapping was needed; mere body technique was enough. Terrified, their knees buckled. Hesitating and bewildered, they were cut down. Without the resolve to face life and death, once they sensed their own mortality, fear froze them in place.

「If Dancing Girl-san’s late, that must mean she ran into some enemies. Poor things. Yeah, she’s angry, she’s scary when she’s angry.」

The beastfolk I rescued had been imprisoned here in the cathedral all this time. Their eyes were vacant, drained of spirit. I blasted away every memory they didn’t want to