After the explosion, Felt and the others rushed towards the remaining witch cultists.
Felt jumped like an agile wild cat, and Rom swung his large club, easily smashing the witch cultists to a pulp.
Elsa, like a black lightning bolt, pierced through the crowd, passing through the gray-white smoke from the explosion, and her sharp blade reflected a bright light under the sun.
After the light, the black clothes of several witch cultists were torn apart—their stomachs were also slashed open, and their internal organs flowed out like water from a broken bowl, staining the ground dark red. The smell of blood mixed with the smell of gunpowder filled the air.
Ayanokouji had just slowly emerged from the forest. He knew that although he had the best combat power among ordinary people, he had no advantage among these people with unique abilities.
Moreover, the witch cultists were already very weak. Leaving it to Elsa, Emilia, and the others was more than enough, and he didn't need to take action himself.
Seeing the witch cultists falling to the ground one by one in front of him, Ayanokouji's heart was unmoved. To him, these people were just obstacles in his way. Killing them all was like sweeping them away.
Soon, the area became very quiet, and the smoke gradually dispersed, leaving only corpses on the ground and one or two survivors.
Standing in the middle of the battlefield, Emilia looked at the corpses around her, biting her lip, her heart feeling mixed. Although she knew the other party was a scourge to the kingdom, the feeling of killing was unpleasant.
No matter what her position, she had taken other people's lives...
"Ayanokouji, we should have finished everything and captured some prisoners." Emilia shook her head, trying her best to dispel the disturbing thoughts in her mind, walked quickly towards Ayanokouji, and said, "What should we do next?"
"Investigate the surroundings to see if any have escaped the net." Ayanokouji noticed the confusion in Emilia's eyes at this moment.
The other party's lack of awareness might lead to fatal consequences in the future, so he said, "Let me interrogate them."
"Alright!" Emilia nodded enthusiastically, then searched the nearby area with the others, while Ayanokouji and Elsa stayed where they were.
After ensuring that Emilia and the others had left, Ayanokouji slowly walked towards the captive witch cultists. His eyes swept over them: "Elsa, eliminate them."
"With pleasure." Elsa smiled.
Without giving the believers time to react, the sharp knife in her hand had pierced their bodies and took their lives instantly.
"I thought Master really wanted to interrogate them first." Elsa wiped the blood on her sword and asked curiously.
"There is no way to get any information from their mouths." Ayanokouji replied calmly.
He knew that the Witch Cult was a group of beings with insane beliefs. It was very difficult to extract information from them. He might have ways to dig out information from them, but now there was no need, as he had already learned enough from Petelgeuse.
Moreover, he had to consider that Petelgeuse might have told these subordinates about "him being the Sin Archbishop of Pride." Although Ayanokouji had no contact with these believers, to prevent unnecessary trouble and misunderstandings, he decided to deal with them first.
"No one else is around!"
After a while, Emilia and the others returned, slightly surprised to see that the captives had turned into corpses.
"Some of them tried to launch an attack, so Elsa killed them all." Ayanokouji said calmly, without any change in his expression.
"Is that so... Witch cultists are indeed a bunch of lunatics..." Emilia pouted and said.
"But before we dealt with them, we did obtain some information." Ayanokouji continued, "Their target is you, Emilia."
"Me?" Emilia's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.
She didn't know why the Witch Cult was targeting her.
"According to the Gospel's instructions, they want to use you as a vessel to resurrect the Witch of Envy." Ayanokouji continued, "Not only that, they also planned to massacre the entire village."
He revealed the Witch Cult's purpose not only to explain their appearance but also to make Emilia more aware in her heart. If she continued to be like this in future battles, there could be seriously dangerous consequences.
"If we can't stop these witch cult members, I'm afraid the villagers will suffer a catastrophe."
Ayanokouji continued, and after hearing this, Emilia nodded, her eyes becoming firm, and the confusion and guilt she felt when killing the enemies gradually disappeared.
She knew that everything she had just done was to protect the village, and those witch cultists didn't deserve any sympathy.
"Let's clean up here, then prepare to return." Ayanokouji said.
After dealing with Petelgeuse, Ayanokouji finally resolved a difficult problem.
Upon returning to the mansion, Frederica taught Melli the importance of being a maid. This was originally Ram's job. After Ram left, Frederica took on this task, and she seemed to enjoy the moment.
As for Ayanokouji, he once again accurately found the portal in the mansion and entered the Forbidden Library.
"Why are you wasting my precious time again today?"
Beatrice was still sitting in a chair facing the door, her legs swinging like a swing. Although her eyes were always looking at the book in front of her, Ayanokouji noticed that Beatrice was glancing at him from time to time.
"We just killed the witch cultists who sneaked into the territory." Ayanokouji said slowly, his eyes on Beatrice's face, just to see her reaction.
"Oh." Beatrice only responded lightly, without much talk.
"How about this?" Ayanokouji then took out the Gospel hidden in his clothes.
This was Petelgeuse's Gospel.
"This?!"
A surprised expression appeared on Beatrice's face, her eyes suddenly widening, and she stood up from the chair she was sitting on, "Where did you get this?"
Seeing her reaction, Ayanokouji could confirm that Beatrice and Petelgeuse had a connection.
Beatrice didn't react when she heard about the Witch Cult earlier, but she had such a big reaction after seeing Petelgeuse's Gospel.
"Found it from the remains of the witch cultists." Ayanokouji said lightly.
"Did you kill him?"
"No, he might have been killed by the fire magic stone." Ayanokouji didn't know the relationship between Beatrice and Petelgeuse, so he hid the fact that he himself killed Petelgeuse.
"Geuse... Did you leave me too..."
Beatrice hugged Petelgeuse's Gospel tightly in her arms, with an incredulous look in her eyes. The sadness was like losing a very important relative.
"Was he important to you?" Ayanokouji asked.
"Betty doesn't have anyone important!" Beatrice immediately raised her head and said, "Betty doesn't care about anyone except Bubby! Betty doesn't care at all! Betty..."
"Betty, at least don't cry when you're lying." Ayanokouji said.
"Betty isn't lying...Betty..." Beatrice's voice trembled slightly, "Don't think just because you signed a contract with Betty, you can talk nonsense! Get out of here now."
Although Beatrice sounded very threatening, she didn't immediately use magic to expel him.
Ayanokouji sat right next to Beatrice. His face seemed expressionless, but he looked at her from the corner of his eye: "It's not good to keep feelings inside. Sometimes find someone to talk to, it will relieve a lot of stress."
He could feel that Beatrice's emotions were fluctuating greatly. For him, this was the best opportunity to gain her trust. When someone is emotionally agitated, if they can talk to someone else about their emotions, they are more likely to trust that person.
People are least defensive at this moment, and it's easy to reveal the secrets in their hearts.
This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and Ayanokouji didn't want to miss it.
"You seem to know it well!" Beatrice looked at him from the corner of her eye and said.
When he heard this sentence, Ayanokouji seemed to be stunned for a moment. Although he knew how to use other people's feelings and emotions, he still couldn't understand the meaning of those emotions and emotions were just tools to be used.
He quickly realized. He had thought about similar questions before. He also chose to leave the White Room and come to Advanced Nurturing High School to find the answer to this question. He still couldn't get it.
"After talking so much, why don't you leave now!" Beatrice looked at him with a slight pout in her eyes.
Ayanokouji's eyes met Beatrice. If the other party really wanted to drive him away, she would have done so long ago, and there was no need to threaten him.
He picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup into the empty cup in front of him, and took a sip: "Did you make the tea yourself, Betty?"
"What does it have to do with you!"
"It tastes good." Ayanokouji said slowly, his facial expression unchanged, but this sentence was not a lie.
"Of course! I don't want to think about who Betty is, but when I think about being able to satisfy the taste of an ordinary person like you, Betty feels a little unhappy!" Beatrice pouted.
"You also have a Gospel, Betty." Ayanokouji put down his teacup and asked directly.
"Do you know?" Beatrice's eyes widened slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in them.
"I saw it, but you didn't deliberately hide it, did you?" Ayanokouji said slowly. "You know Petelgeuse, don't you? Are you also following the instructions in the book?"
"Of course! Do you think Betty signed a contract just for your strange reasons?" Beatrice immediately said, with an angry expression on her face, but it seemed more like she was forcing herself to show this expression. "Don't think too highly of yourself, human..."
"But there's nothing written in your Gospel." Ayanokouji said slowly.
"You, you, do you know everything..." The angry expression on Beatrice's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a look of surprise as if she had been shocked.
"I just saw it by accident." Ayanokouji's tone remained very calm.
Although he previously couldn't understand the contents of Petelgeuse's Gospel, it indeed had text in it, while Beatrice's Gospel was completely blank.
"The person you are waiting for surely doesn't have any guidance in the Gospel."
Beatrice was silent for a moment, then sighed and shook her head. "Yes, it has been a long time. It has been a long time since it has shown Betty's future."
She lowered her head slightly and seemed even more resolute in her heart. "The contract that Betty abides by is to guard and manage the Forbidden Library."
"A contract with whom?"
"My mother, whom the world calls the Witch of Greed, Echidna."