One-way traffic

Despite Accelerator's persistent questioning, the witch cultist in front of him remained silent.

Or rather, he actually spoke in a very low voice.

Accelerator could hear a whisper-like voice, but he couldn't understand what the other person was saying at all. This wasn't because he lacked language knowledge, but because the other person wasn't speaking in normal language from the beginning.

He grabbed the other person's head with a bored expression, and little by little, blue electricity began to surge through the witch cultist's entire body.

Manipulating the brain's bioelectric currents.

If he were to reverse the flow completely, he could obtain the information he desired, and he had indeed done so in the past.

He manipulates Last Order's brain bioelectricity to clear the virus from the Misaka Network, but for now, he's merely using this power to investigate the memories in her mind.

It's not a particularly difficult thing.

However, after he read a little bit of the memory, the figure in front of him changed.

"what?"

The witch cultist's body vanished from his sight like liquid.

Accelerator was stunned.

Even he hadn't expected this to happen, and when he came to his senses, the witch cultists in front of him had completely vanished from their original positions.

"What is that? It completely defies the laws of physics... Is it magic?"

But he did not sense the flow of magic in the atmosphere.

The first person clicked his tongue in amazement. Based on the partial memory information he had just obtained from the other party, he understood a little bit.

The enemy's target is not just this place.

Within this border region of Mezas, there are not only the mansions of Roswaal.

Thinking this, Accelerator charged forward without hesitation, taking off at a speed exceeding the speed of sound.

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This is Alam village.

The villagers who used to live here are now all hiding in a huge warehouse.

But this is actually meaningless.

"Hoo... Ha..."

A young girl was standing there, panting.

She had red hair and wore a black and white maid outfit, but her entire body was covered in blood.

It's Ram.

What she wanted to protect were the villagers of Alam Village behind her.

"Oh! Oh oh oh oh oh oh wow!!"

There was someone opposite her.

The other person was wearing a loose robe and had an exaggeratedly dark complexion.

No, it's not just about skin color.

Even the other party's behavior was incredibly exaggerated.

"Diligent... so diligent! He's just too diligent!"

While making strange gestures with his hands, this person also had an unimaginable expression on his face.

It wasn't a smile, it wasn't an angry look, it wasn't any expression at all; there was simply no way to describe what kind of emotion it was.

It's already distorted.

"To protect the innocent children in the village, to protect the innocent villagers, a young girl! Ah! A young girl was able to stand up so diligently and fight for their safety! This is love! This is extreme! So diligent!!"

"Ahhh—my brain, my brain is trembling! I can't control my emotions! This diligence is making my brain tremble! Trembling, trembling, trembling, trembling, trembling, hee hee hee hee ha ha ha ha!?!"

It's simply incomprehensible behavior.

Ram covered the wound on her chest with her left hand, gritted her teeth, and raised her head in disgust.

"...witch, cultist!"

"But to give up the fight because of your own pain, to just stand here indifferently, to give up simply because of the pain in your body's nerves—"

The other person raised their head.

A pair of eyes, wide open and bulging, trembled incessantly.

"You are lazy."

"Don't joke around... Cultist of the Witch—!!!"

A storm arose.

Ram shouted loudly, relying on the little magic he had left.

"Ul Fura!!"

The tornado from the bombardment transformed into a wind spear, hurtling towards the enemy.

however.

Ram's attack, created using all of his magic, was torn apart.

"What…"

By something unseen.

"No, no, no, no, no, no—this won't do!"

Ram stopped breathing instantly.

Something gripped her tightly, leaving her suspended in mid-air.

"Everything I've done is under the witch's orders! The witch! Yes, the witch! Ahh! No matter what, I won't let anyone stop this job that the witch entrusted to me. Or are you trying to make me fall into sloth? Are you trying to make me fall into sloth? Are you trying to make me fall into the same sloth as you?!"

"Gurgle...waa..."

Ram couldn't even breathe, let alone curse the other person.

With her hands bound by an unseen force, Ram's vision began to blur.

"Ahhh—I knew it, I knew it, I knew it! You are lazy, you are sinful! You don't deserve love, you are not diligent at all! You can't pass the witch's trial, only I! Only I, only I, only I—can break through this trial and obtain ultimate love! My brain, my brain is trembling?!?"

After a series of unbelievable ramblings, the other person's tone returned to calm.

"So."

He smiled, a very calm smile on his face, and his tone also became calm.

"—Go to hell."

Just as he said, an unseen force acted completely on Ram.

then.

—The enormous tree stump, traveling at the speed of a cannonball, crashed down in an instant.

Thump—! The bizarre man with unimaginable behavior was smashed away in one breath, and Ram's body also landed on the ground.

"Cough! Cough cough——"

She quickly took deep breaths, raised her head, and looked around with blurry vision.

Who is it?

"really interesting."

A strange voice came from behind.

Accompanying this was a series of crisp footsteps.

"I originally thought that being a simple madman should be my job, but it seems that being a madman has a deeper art?"

He walked to the front.

It was a person with white hair, and a scarlet color as red as blood.

"—Right? You crazy bastard."

"Whoa! Whoa-whoa—!!"

The man in front of him stared wide-eyed at the person in front of him with an expression of utter astonishment.

He couldn't help but smile.

"Ah...ah! This uniqueness, this profound meaning, it can't be wrong! It absolutely can't be wrong!"

"You—you once met a witch! You are someone who has seen a witch! Witch, witch! Witch, witch, witch, witch!!"

"—But this affection can only belong to me alone."

His voice instantly turned icy cold.

Nevertheless, the smile on the other person's face did not diminish in the slightest.

Then.

"what."

Accelerator grinned.

A smile, like that of a monster of equal caliber, bloomed on his face.

"You're really good at talking nonsense, aren't you? You're a scoundrel."

Two people, two different identities.

At this moment, an absolute conflict arose.

Chapter 75 The World We Can't Reach

The situation has completely changed.

Ram was the first to gain some insight.

"Why, why would you...?"

She never imagined that Accelerator would appear in a place like this.

It's nighttime now, and even if they wanted to return from the kingdom, it would take at least half a day. Roswaal and the others went there during the day, and the royal selection process was essential. So, even if they really wanted to return from the royal city to Roswaal's mansion, they would have to wait until at least midnight to get back.

However, standing in front of her was a genuine, top-tier level 5 superhuman.

The number one in Academy City, completely reigning supreme here.

"Ahhh! Love, the love of a witch! The witch's aura emanating from you is so alluring!"

The guy in front of him, who was constantly turning his head like a madman, immediately caught Accelerator's attention.

"What the hell is this?"

"Ah—that's right, I forgot to introduce myself in my haste."

Just a second ago they were acting so erratically, but the next second, they stood up straight.

"My identity is the Archbishop of Sin, of the Witch Cult—"

"Petricius Romani-Conti...that is it!"

The tone of voice was completely unlike that of a normal speaker.

He looks like someone who escaped from a mental hospital.

Accelerator scanned the other man, and his assessment of him was... only one point.

"He's had a mental breakdown?"

"Excuse me, utterly rude!! You have no sense of decency whatsoever!"

As if provoked, the man in front of him, who called himself Petitchius, started shouting desperately.

She even went so far as to bite her own fingers, completely disregarding the blood flowing from her arm.

Even Accelerator raised an eyebrow at this.

This guy is clearly in a state of mental breakdown.