Dave suddenly lifted his head and roared furiously, "Who are you calling a heretic!?"
"Ah, it seems you prefer to chat on your knees." Motan spread his hands, his eyes full of malice and coldness, "I was certainly referring to you, Mr. Sagel. After all, killing a fellow student from the same academy is somewhat contrary to your identity as a believer in the gods of courage and justice, isn't it?"
Everyone was stunned. What was this seemingly madman talking about?
Killing a fellow student from the same academy?
Dave... Sagel?
What the hell!?
"Nonsense!" Dave stood up, his face ashen with anger, "Are you questioning the noble faith of a man who has devoted everything to the gods?"
"No, no, no~" Motan shook his head: "I'm just questioning whether your brain ever got hit with something hard. As for your faith, I don't question that, but that will be a topic for later. Now..."
