"Bang~"
The moment Evelina uttered that word, every person besides Frian had their head blown apart in an instant. Headless bodies thudded to the floor, and Frian's eyes trembled as the horror sank in.
"L-Lady Evelina!"
Frian staggered back but tripped over one of his former living friend's arms. He crashed onto his backside and scrambled away, shuffling across the floor as Evelina walked toward him at an unhurried pace, clearly savoring his fear.
"So… what made you think it was a good idea to start this stupid conspiracy in my territory?"
"I-It wasn't my idea!"
"Oh~? Even if it wasn't your idea, why did you agree to join in, then?"
"W-Well…"
Frian hesitated. Evelina was terrifying, yes—but was he really going to spill the inquisitors' secrets? Was he really going to risk a god's wrath by betraying the grand priest and his inquisitors just to save his own skin?
What about his afterlife? Was this really worth it?
"I-I can't sa—"
