Isn't Being A Wicked Woman Much Better?

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"Was Mia Binoche in the witches' base?

—Not long ago, I heard that Miss Mia served in an orphanage. What the hell is this...?

Bound by a rope, the astonished gaze of the crowd focused on Mia Binoche who emerged from the forest.

Due to the great commotion that occurred at night, spectators gathered near the Sky Forest, and she cried with her slender body trembling as if to attract everyone.

".... T-Thanks. Heuk. Thanks."

Mia continued murmuring with a trembling voice.

"What are you grateful for? The sins of aiding the witches and pretending to be a Saint are not superficial. The punishment that will befall you will not be light."

Duke Seymour, walking near the research team, shouted with a cold voice.

Mia shrugged, and her blue eyes moistened.

"Still... now that I don't have to commit a greater sin against my will, I feel at peace."

Her words implied that she had been threatened by the 4th Queen and the Witches.

"You're trying to play the victim because you want to reduce your sentence. Do you think we don't see through such an obvious trick?"

When Belreck scoffed, Mia lowered her head even more.

"That's correct. I know my weakness and cowardice... I accept the guilt..."

Some people frowned and clicked their tongues at Belreck's cold expression for his ferocity.

They were the ones who saw Mia willingly bestow divine power on the underprivileged.

Although she suffered in the slums, she never lost her kind smile all the time, and the way she cried pitifully evoked some sympathy.

One of the priests included in the research team stepped forward and said cautiously.

"The young Mia has been gifted with divine powers by the Lord. While the situation is somewhat questionable, the relationship between the wicked witches and the young Mia needs to be investigated more thoroughly over time."

"Why do they need to investigate?! Simply pretending to be a Santa already is blasphemy! She could enjoy the glory my sister should have enjoyed!"

"However, Miss Mia possesses great purity of divine power. This was also guaranteed by the Archbishop. It is a contradiction for a person who has received the blessing of God to blaspheme..."

"Why is it a contradiction? There are records of fallen angels in the temple."

"Belreck. For now, calm down."

Rosad hastily dissuaded Belreck from touching on a delicate religious topic.

"Anyway, it won't turn out the way she wants."

"Damn it!"

Isidor was lost in thought, watching Mia Binoche's fierce and tearful performance, while Belreck muttered curses.

"You're deliberately arousing sympathy."

Quite a few people seemed to be stirred.

Even if she pretended to be a victim by gathering sympathy, it would soon be revealed that her good deeds had impure intentions.

Even Mia Binoche would know that a trial conducted by Visconti and Seymour would never result favorably.

"What's the point of prolonging this situation while behaving in a way that's not even amusing?"