After the Glacier Burst, I Killed the Gods with My Sword

>The Holy City draws out the gifted blood of mortal children every year, euphemistically calling it the "Baptism of Divine Grace." >I laughed when they drew my sister this year. >After all, I was no longer the innocent boy who had my "heart of justice" taken away ten years ago. >When the Pope held up the golden cup to receive the Holy Light, I pulled out the Dragon Breath Sword and jumped up—— >"It's time to return what you stole with interest!"