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Paladins:  The paladins didn’t move. The way they refrained from counterattacking implied that they’d been given orders not to beforehand. Instead, they stood up in unison and raised their arms horizontally over their chests. Turning to face the Grave Keeper’s corpse, they bowed. Their postures seemed to be ones of mourning.
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Kaito:  Kaito arrived at a hypothesis that the Grave Keeper’s escorts seemed to have had a relatively high compatibility with the demon meat and that maybe that was because they’d willingly chosen to consume the meat and carefully tuned their portions. No matter what kind of person they are, anyone with a strong will will inevitably find admirers, even if that person harbored nothing but madness, just so long as their conviction was unshakable.
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Elisabeth:  "Tch, how ghastly. ’Tis my first victory to ever be so irksome.” Elisabeth landed on the ground unopposed. She clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction.
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Kaito:  A violent wave of confusion washed over Kaito. The Grave Keeper had died, and she hadn’t even tried to defend herself. And she’d probably even told the paladins not to retaliate. But why? He had no idea what she’d been trying to accomplish, and pondered if they should really be playing along with the Grave Keeper’s scheme like this. Plagued by his misgivings, Kaito turned to look back at Jeanne. She still hadn’t made her decision. Instead, she was looking at Elisabeth in supplication.
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Elisabeth:  Elisabeth dispelled her sword and began walking. It didn’t look as though she intended to give Jeanne any replies past the three she already had. The black Torture Princess passed by the golden Torture Princess. Suddenly, though, Elisabeth came to a stop. Still facing forward, she gave a quiet murmur. “’Twere it I, I would ask no one. And if any dared tell me what to do, I’d lend them no ear.”
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Jeanne:  “…”
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Elisabeth:  “Yet, ask you did. I obtained power by killing people as they wailed and screamed. You obtained power by killing the willing. One part the same, one part different—not that I was informed, at any rate. In truth, I find it unpleasant that such a woman would declare herself Torture Princess. That is what I say to you, Jeanne de Rais, the saint, the whore, and the maiden of salvation.” Only Elisabeth’s eyes moved as she gazed at her in profile. When Elisabeth spoke next, her voice was cold beyond belief. “Do as you please. ’Twere it I, I would kill her. But you are not I. And the burden of your choice shall be yours alone to shoulder. But bear no conceits—saving the world and destroying it are but mere matters of personal selfishness.”
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Jeanne:  “…It would seem both my options are cruel. But damn, this one’s a doozy.” Jeanne’s voice was quiet and subdued.
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Elisabeth:  The ebony Torture Princess resumed walking, leaving her behind. Elisabeth left Kaito and the others behind as well as she headed toward the Butcher.
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Kaito:  Kaito hurriedly grabbed Hina by the hand and followed behind.