Seeing Asia being belittled like that by the two of them, Ryuya naturally couldn't tolerate it.
He stepped in front of Asia, his eyes cold as he looked at the two girls ahead.
"You two seem rather full of yourselves. Even after being beaten to pieces, you still haven't put down that arrogant attitude?"
Xenovia remained unmoved.
"That's already in the past. The present is the present. What's the point of mixing the two together?"
"Hmm, Xenovia, she's already a devil. What's the point of talking to her?" the other girl said.
"That's not it, Irina. Even among traitors to the faith, there are those who feel guilt and cannot forget their faith in God. I can sense that kind of feeling from her."
When she heard that, the girl named Irina looked somewhat stunned.
"Eh… Is that true? Even though you've become a devil, you still believe in the Lord?"
A tear slid down Asia's face.
"I… I just can't abandon it… After all, I've always believed…"
"I see. Then die under my sword right now. That way I can judge you in God's name. Even if your sins are grave, our God will still extend the hand of salvation."
Xenovia spoke seriously as she gripped the cross-shaped weapon on her back. According to her, it was a sword.
Hearing Xenovia say she should atone with her death, Asia's eyes widened in terror.
At that moment, Ryuya's magic power erupted. The sharp pressure instantly tightened Xenovia's heart, and she and Irina immediately retreated, putting distance between themselves and him.
Wrapped in swirling violet-black magic power, Ryuya looked at the two girls expressionlessly and spoke calmly.
"Are you idiots, or just unbelievably stupid religious fanatics?"
"What are you planning to do? Fight us? Hmm… although the Church probably wouldn't allow it, if the other side attacks first then it can't be helped," Xenovia muttered to herself.
"I heard you call Asia a 'witch,' didn't you?" Ryuya said coldly as the Sword of the King appeared in his hand.
Right there on the street, in front of countless passersby, his magic power surged outward. The power of altered perception drove the surrounding crowd away from the area.
Xenovia answered bluntly and nodded.
"That's right. At the very least, people do call her a witch now."
"Because she can heal both devils and angels?"
A trace of disgust flashed through Ryuya's eyes.
"If kindness that extraordinary can be considered heresy, then you angels are truly foolish. You forced away someone who was a genuine Saint."
"Your thinking is strange. A Saint should be loyal only to God. The fact that she could help devils while being a Saint was already a grave betrayal. A Saint should be compassionate and loving, but she doesn't need friendship or love from others. As long as she has God's love, she can live on."
Xenovia said coldly, "Which proves that Asia Argento was never worthy of being a Saint to begin with."
Her words sounded completely natural to her.
It was as if she didn't even realize there was anything wrong with what she was saying.
What kind of ridiculous nonsense was that?
Anyone with common sense could see how unfair those so-called principles were to Asia.
"You really treated Asia as nothing more than a tool. Are the people in the Church all such scumbags? You talk about God loving the world, yet despite the suffering of humanity, God has never shown even a trace of compassion."
Ryuya looked at the two girls indifferently, genuinely feeling pity for them.
They were nothing more than ignorant and fanatical believers who had long since lost their ability to judge things for themselves.
And yet, they had no awareness of it at all.
Xenovia replied calmly,
"God loves humanity. If no miracle has occurred, it can only mean that the heart of faith is insufficient, or that it is false."
"…"
At that moment, Ryuya genuinely felt that this girl had been brainwashed by doctrine far too deeply.
"…All I can say is that your current Saints are truly pitiful."
Ryuya slowly raised the Sword of the King, holding it level. The tip of the blade pointed steadily at the two of them without the slightest tremble.
"Before I change my mind, get out of my sight. If you dare speak harshly to Asia again, I'll peel the skin off you."
"Oh? Are you provoking our Church? A mere low-class devil daring to talk so big?"
Xenovia showed no fear at all, calmly staring at Ryuya. Beside her, Irina Shidou tilted her head slightly.
"The Church doesn't allow us to attack people randomly… If they found out, we'd definitely get scolded…"
"But when someone throws down a challenge, we can't just ignore it. As long as we don't kill anyone, it should be fine. Besides, I actually want to test this devil. He seems to have some skill…"
Xenovia spoke seriously while examining Ryuya. After sensing the immense magical power emanating from him, even she looked a little surprised.
This devil didn't seem simple at all…
Irina seemed convinced and let out a breath.
"That's true. As long as the Church doesn't find out, it's fine, right? Hehe, then let me teach you a little lesson. The Lord will surely praise my good intentions. Amen~"
Listening to her self-satisfied speech, Ryuya suddenly felt a bit tired.
"…Looks like I was wrong. Asia, those two are just plain idiots."
Asia: "…"
"M-Maybe we should just forget about it?"
Clearly, Asia didn't want to cause trouble, even though she had just been wronged by the words of those two fools.
After all, there were still so many people around watching. Even though perception-altering magic was influencing them, it was still drawing far too much attention.
"I'll just give them a small lesson. I can't let you suffer that humiliation for nothing."
Ryuya's expression remained calm, but inwardly he was already exasperated with Xenovia and Irina.
Since he had already concluded they were idiots, he had no interest in arguing further with them. Otherwise, they might drag him down to their level of intelligence and defeat him with their vast experience in stupidity…
Across from him, Xenovia and Irina removed their cloaks.
Whoosh.
The cloaks fell away, revealing the black skintight combat suits they wore underneath.
Although little skin was exposed, the tight suits clearly outlined their figures.
Surprisingly well-endowed.
Ryuya stared at them, sensing a dangerous aura emanating from both girls.
These two were not weak.
Moreover, there was an extremely frightening presence around them. For some reason, it also felt strangely familiar to Ryuya…
At that moment, Xenovia tore away the white cloth wrapped around her large sword. Meanwhile, Irina removed something from her arm that looked like a bracelet. In the next instant, the bracelet transformed into a long blade.
The sense of familiarity in Ryuya's heart grew stronger and stronger.
This aura…
He remembered.
"…A Holy Sword?"
…
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