After Contracting a Witch, I’ll Tear This Rotten World Apart

"You are Bran Ravenshorn, Lord of the Cold Crow, Demon of Lust, Mistress's Master, Chainbreaker, Overthrower of Northern Order... right?"

"Just call me Lord Bran."

"Lord Bran, don't you know how terrifying witches are? Half human and half beast, crazed and mindless, cruel and bloodthirsty. They're the most dangerous monsters, and the ones we must guard against most!"

"No. They're simply unable to control their power for the time being. That doesn't mean they're evil by nature."

"And those foolish, lowly slaves. You actually granted them the status of free citizens, and even paid them for their labor as a matter of course. Countless slaves have fled their former masters and escaped to your Cold Crow territory!"

"Everyone longs for a better life, even the slaves you consider lowly. Whatever their origins, the Cold Crow territory welcomes anyone who works hard and strives to do good."

"What about the nobles in the neighboring territories? Their bloodlines are noble and their status exalted, yet you made enemies of them for the sake of wicked witches and lowly slaves. It's outrageous!"

"You nobles live in luxury and debauchery while exploiting the common people. Your so-called noble status is built on the blood and sweat of countless ordinary folk. What is there to honor?"

"Y-You're spouting nonsense! This is how things have been done for thousands of years. It's the will of the gods. What you're doing is blasphemy!"

"If the gods know that the people are suffering, yet look on coldly and do nothing, then they don't deserve to be called gods!"