‘I think this is my first time here.’

As far as I could remember, this was definitely my first time here. It wasn’t really appropriate for me to be in places the heretic inquisitors were managing because they were wet and dark, making them look like dungeons.

Nothing would happen, of course, but I couldn’t help but get nervous at the moans and screams I could hear coming from everywhere. There were even people begging to be killed, so I started to cower just a bit.

I had no idea what they went through that they were begging to be killed, but I could easily guess it without even looking at them.

‘How are they managing this place anyway?’

The Order of Benigoa was the one managing the heretic inquisitors from the start, but I guarantee this wasn’t what they had in mind.

Thanks to Father Basel, the heretic inquisitors started to have a bigger role, and they were revitalized because of the recent events. All religions had heretic inquisitors or demon hunters, but the Order of Benigoa had grown bigger than I thought.

I couldn’t help but get curious if this place, which was basically a factory of negative...