PAID

Did you ever mess with a beehive when you were a kid?

If so, then you’d know.

You’d know just how savage and terrifying those normally docile bees can become when enraged.

You’d know exactly how frightening something calm can be when it finally loses its temper.

Ding, ding—!

The bells of the temple rang out in rapid succession, signaling an alarm.

The warning sound echoed through the great sanctuary as priests and nuns swiftly mobilized in an orderly manner.

“A heretic! Find the heretic!”

“Inquisitors and the Holy Knights, move out immediately! Get in touch with the monks too!”

“…The monks? They won’t move.”

“Tell them it’s a temple emergency!”

A powerful, resonating force shook the sanctuary.

No one failed to hear it, and the priests—who normally never raised their voices or showed anger—clenched their teeth.

The atmosphere had already been tense lately, and now the Great Sanctuary had been infiltrated?

This wasn’t something they could let slide. Even the monks—who never interfered in temple affairs—had to be summoned for this.

Countless figures gathered, their torches blazing as they exuded the aggression of Spartan warriors.

In this moment…

“They’re scarier than demons.”

“When priests get angry, it’s terrifying.”

“If we get caught, we’ll be burned alive.”

Even seasoned champions, who feared nothing, found themselves shrinking back in apprehension.

It was a moonlit night.

***

“…So why the hell did you rush in like maniacs and make this mess?”