The day I was put on trial, a torrential rain fell over the imperial capital. As the only hero of the human race, I had just returned from the blazing Demon Domain with the Demon King's head. My left arm had been severed at the elbow, and the Demon King's horn had pierced my abdomen. I'd shoved my intestines back inside three times along the way. I dragged my broken body onward, thinking peace and glory awaited me. Instead, I was met with a "Holy Light Cage" cast by Saintess Alice. She stood on the high platform of the holy temple, still as pure as a snow lotus, yet her words were cold as steel spikes: "Lian, you were tainted by the blood of the Abyss when you slew the Demon King. For the purity of the human race, please
