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This is the duty of a witch.

When the last drop of blood flowed from the fierce blade, the divine Inari priestess kicked the terrified village chief away!

"Ah ah ah ah..."

The village chief let out miserable cries from his torn mouth.

His cane knife was also broken, and he was twisted on the ground like a crab that had lost its limbs.

The tendons in both his hands and feet were severed, and he lost everything that made him a normal human being.

Without looking at the village chief who was no longer able to resist, the Inari Miko walked straight towards the dazed Yae Sakura.

"Show your courage and put an end to this."

She said in front of Sakura.

Chapter 89: The rebellious priestess draws the sword of rebellion against God!

heartbeat.

The heartbeat deep in my bones is beating violently at this moment.

Yaezakura was stunned, not just confused, but more of tormented.

Does the mysterious witch mean to kill the village chief herself?

Yaezakura has killed many monsters and witnessed the death and sacrifice of humans.

But she still hesitated when it came to letting a witch end the lives of the villagers with her own hands.

"What are you still hesitating about?"

The shrine maiden wearing the Inari God mask asked with a deep tone.

"If you want to protect the ones you love, you must learn to resist and give up."

"Rin or the village chief, it's your choice."

Upon hearing this, Yaezakura's heartbeat continued to accelerate, and bloodshot was about to seep out of her eyes.

As a witch.

Yaezakura never left the village where she grew up in her entire life.

From the moment she was born, her family's bloodline destined her to become the priestess who protected this village.

Under the eager gazes of the tribesmen and the respectful looks of the villagers, the witch grew up obeying the expectations of everyone.

And her self-esteem was gradually eaten away by her "responsibility as a witch."

A shrine maiden should naturally protect the villagers and serve the gods. This is her duty.

"When I came here just now, I saw him preparing to hurt Yae Rin and wanted to break her arm and leg tendons."

"If it weren't for me, your sister would have died tonight."

"Even so, you still want to be a diligent and responsible witch?"

The Inari Miko whispered, and every word etched itself firmly into Yaezakura's heart.

"Tell me your choice..."

Yaezakura's eyes were dazed and she was hesitant to take any action.

The resentment deep in her heart was not enough for her to cut off everything.

Hesitation and indecision always lingered on the tip of her knife.

At this moment, the breathing of the people outside the space almost stopped.

They were all very nervous when faced with Yaesakura's choice.

Everyone is speculating in their hearts about the final choice.

Even they, from a third-party perspective, cannot give the best answer.

This is a multiple-choice question with almost no choice.

Both sides of the scale are irreplaceable and must be chosen in life.

On the one hand, it is her duty as a witch since childhood, and on the other hand, she has good intentions in her heart and hopes to save his life.

On one side is resentment and suffering, the murderous intent of the village chief, the persecution of the villagers, and the ruthlessness of the god...

Everything is forcing Yaezakura to draw her sword, which shows her evil side.

Once you draw your sword, there may be no turning back.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, Yaezakura looked around blankly.

Hell in one thought!

One thought to heaven!

On one side is the bright road, on the other side is the abyss of despair.

The knife rises.

From then on, she had to face the rebellion of the witch she once was, and the fear of the villagers she once protected.

Dark, cold, lonely.

She will close her heart and turn loneliness into thorns to protect herself.

People in the dark world regarded her as an alien and held a grudge against her.

Full of light, the eager eyes of the tribesmen, the respectful gaze of the villagers, their expectations will be completely contrary to hers.

After making the choice, the girl will completely bid farewell to her past.

Everything she once treasured would be blown away by the sound of the sword before her eyes.

And when the knife falls, she will keep everything she has now.

The respect of the villagers, the purity of the shrine maiden, and the inheritance of the head of the Yae family.

She is still the witch who knew nothing before and remains pure forever.

There is no need to make a choice or face the dark side of this world.

At this moment, heavy rain suddenly fell from the sky.

"Boom!"

Originally, it was because of the drought that we needed to pray to the gods, to offer sacrifices, and to save Lin’s life.

But even though we were defying the gods and disrespecting them, it still rained.

In the darkness, Yaezakura looked up in confusion. The rainstorm was raging wildly and the dark sky seemed to be collapsing.

This rain came suddenly.

The cold rain wet the girl's hair and extinguished the fire in her heart.

It's all over long ago.

No more choices to make.

The rains have come and the drought is over.

Can--

Warm tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

What a dramatic scene. The rain that Rin couldn't obtain even with her life fell so carelessly.

Suddenly, Yae Sakura raised her hand. She turned her head and saw the delicate profile of the Inari Miko on her shoulder.

The shrine maiden's hand was lifted up by the shrine maiden who was holding her waist from behind.

A decisive voice sounded in his ears.

"Don't wait until it's too late to regret why you didn't make a choice earlier."

"It is better to muster up the courage and make a choice that follows your heart."

The Inari Miko didn't use any force, she just placed her hand on the back of Yaezakura's hand.

A warm breath passed over, and she always believed that Yaezakura could do it all.

Redemption?

Sakura doesn't need that kind of thing.

The only one who can redeem her is herself!

"Boom!"

At this moment, there was a loud thunder.

A flash of purple-red lightning streaked across the night sky.

Hand up, knife down.

Scarlet blood splashed onto Yaesakura's face.

Her palms were trembling slightly.

There is no need to look back.

As long as she falls into darkness, she can protect Rin and everything she loves.

Then, she was willing to stay here forever.

From then on, the cowardly and hesitant witch died.

The new ones are those who rebel against light and against God.

The anti-god witch!

Just when Yaezakura collapsed.

But suddenly, a shrill laugh came from the original statue of the god.

"Interesting, this is what humans are like. Because of their greed, they can betray all ideals."

"Is that so, witch?"

God, appeared.

There was a cracking sound and the room where gods were worshipped collapsed and cracked.

A gigantic fox demon towered like a cloud in the thunderstorm.

The flaming body and red eyes looked at the two men fiercely.

Once rain drops onto its body, it quickly evaporates and turns into steam.

"--Roar!!!"

A roar like that of a wild beast.

This is the god they have been worshipping.

I've never seen it before, so I was afraid.

Seeing the fox demon causing trouble, Yaezakura was no longer afraid.

On the contrary, she even felt like laughing.

Is this the kind of god that is worth everything they give up?

"Go find Rin. She's in the corner of the shrine, little miko, don't forget her."

The mysterious woman in the Inari god mask whispered to Yaesakura's face.

After saying this, she raised her sword and looked straight at the god.

one person!

One God!

Oppose each other.

In front of the huge god, the body of the Inari Miko is as weak as an ant.