“I did grow up while hearing praises from others calling me a genius, but it would be difficult for me to face you alone in this situation.”

Rosenkreuz smiled bitterly and swallowed Clipport's fruit.

Shortly thereafter, his pupils shrunk and his irises instantly turned purple.

“You do know that Aleister Crowley made that drug, right?”

“Of course I do. However, we have created a neutralizing agent that can suppress the side effects. Through that, many pagans were granted forgiveness for their sins.”

The Holy See's task force, Castineon, was secretly conducting human experiments.

That was why Pronoia's power was recently soaring.

Their logic stated that as long as they stayed committed to the church, using the Clipport’s Fruit was not an evil act.

“I see that you now interpret the doctrine as you want.”

“When fighting against hordes of evil, be prepared to become a martyr. It is clearly stated in the doctrine. So please don't sell me short just because I took the Clipport's fruit.”

“Aleister Crowley is the head of the Witch Cult. He is also the head of the Golden Rose Society.”

“So...