Miss Witch, Please Love Me

"Do you love me? Freya?" "What are you talking about Gawain? I have always loved you, haven't I?" Freya stood on tiptoes and gently wrapped her arms around my neck. Her eyes fell on me, silently but completely. I looked into Freya's eyes. At this time, there was no deliberately pretending tenderness in her eyes, nor was there any evasive guilt. Not even a trace of love! In response, I couldn't help but frown slightly. "Really? ………… St. Catherine's Church After discussions between the church and the Leonian Order, the following statement was issued: Witches are the heretics of the world. They betrayed God in order to make a pact with the devil. They were no longer country women using herbs or spells, but agents of Satan on earth. The one you pity is not the old woman or the woman, but the devil himself who disguises his form and steals his appearance. Your hesitation will expose the entire diocese to divine punishment; your decisiveness will win you the crown of heaven. This is not persecution, but purification; this is not cruelty, but the severity of great love. Sacrificing the damned few to save the many is divine arithmetic. Therefore, everything is an act of justice! … I looked at the witch hunt notice published by St. Catherine's Church, and veins popped out on my forehead. Is this right?