Blame the Witch !

“May the Lord’s Light be with you.”



The presiding judge crossed his hands on his chest, which was the ritual of the Church of Light.



“Carl, your sins have been determined, and the dirty sins have been integrated into your flesh, hair and marrow, making me smell the stench of heresy.”



“Only the burning stake that shines brightly can wash away the dirty sins on your body.”



“Together with the witch, accept the burning of the stake and burn the sins in your souls!”