Fanatics are inherently strange creatures. They appear powerless before their god, yet they still possess free will.0

Radia Schmidt had intended to kill me. She hadn’t explicitly said so, but the implication had been so clear that verbal confirmation was unnecessary.0

Radia Schmidt, who had followed me with the intention of killing me, now realized that the person she had tried to kill was Ouen’s Champion.0

Radia Schmidt, who prided herself on her unparalleled devotion, had to acknowledge that she had failed to recognize Ouen’s Champion and had tried to kill him.0

Fanatics do not doubt their god. They also do not doubt themselves. While they seem to have absolute faith in their god, they actually have absolute faith in themselves. They believe that their devotion to their god makes it impossible for them to be wrong.0

However, the reality she was being confronted with contradicted her beliefs.0

The person she intended to kill had actually been chosen by one of her gods.0

The moment she recognized this, Radia Schmidt was forced to confront her error. However, fanatics cannot admit such things. If they could, they wouldn’t have fallen into the abyss of fanaticism in the first place.0

Therefore, Radia Schimdt couldn’t admit that what she had been so ready to commit would have been the greatest sin against the gods she believed in.1

Therefore, she had to find some sort of logic in which she wasn’t wrong, without denying or doubting the gods she so fanatically believed in.0

“That should belong to Olivia! That… That should not be in your possession!”0

Naturally, Radia Schmidt arbitrarily labeled me as a thief of the Holy Relic. She seemed to have established in her mind that since Olivia served Ouen, Tiamata, the Holy Relic of Ouen, should belong to Olivia.0

“… It is Olivia’s.”0

“… What?”0

“We are both masters of Tiamata. I can’t demonstrate it to you right now, but Tiamata belongs to both me and Olivia. You could say it’s a dual soul-bond. Ah, you probably wouldn’t like hearing that… but what can I do? To put it simply…” I grinned and whispered in Radia Schmidt’s ear, “Olivia and I are practically soul-bound to each other.”1

“You… you…! You blasphemous, vile maggot! How dare you speak such filth about Ouen’s represen...0