From RE0, Sato Kazuma decided to cheat on food and drink

Meanwhile, Kazuma Sato kept dying and coming back to life, while Aqua was sweating profusely trying to help—though she didn't really do much.

Natsuki Subaru stared at Sato Kazuma, momentarily stunned.

The other person's awareness of death... is something that I myself cannot even reach.

Although Kazuma Sato kept reviving, he didn't experience any pain because his mana was drained in an instant.

And the person who is most exhausted is not even in this world.

"Er."

"inside."

“S”.

"add."

"Oil."

"what."

Kazuma Sato was like a ghost in a movie. Eris had just sent him away, and the next second he was back here, without even having time to finish a sentence. He could only utter one word at a time.

Eris was truly drenched in sweat; this had completely exceeded her expectations.

However, Eris has no time to rest now and can only keep reviving Sato Kazuma.

She never imagined that she, a goddess, would have such a busy day.

It's all the fault of the bra pads!

. . . . . .

After numerous resurrections, the witch cultists have been almost completely wiped out.

Sato Kazuma, lying on the ground, looked around and realized that he had not been teleported to the God Realm, so he knew that the battle was almost over.

"It's finally over, Betty!"

Kazuma Sato said with a smile to Beatrice.

"Betty is really exhausted—of course, you and Idiot also worked hard. As expected of Betty's 'other person,' you are much more reliable in critical moments than usual."

Beatrice said to Kazuma Sato with a smile.

"But do you have an evolution option?"

"what?"

"Generally speaking, after defeating so many enemies, one should be able to evolve, right? When will Little Betty evolve into Mature Betty?"

"Betty, I..."

"Sigh, didn't we agree not to get angry?"

'Betty, Betty isn't angry, Betty just has a little itchy teeth!'

Beatrice glared at Kazuma Sato and said.

"The battle should be over by now. The witch cultists in the village should have been mostly wiped out. Next, we need to return to the manor to prevent any stragglers from launching a sneak attack."

Subaru Natsuki addressed the others.

Just as he was about to turn and leave, a voice full of madness and morbidity rang out from afar.

"My diligent believers, for this trial they have made such a sacrifice—I am deeply moved, deeply moved, deeply moved!"

“You are also very diligent, but your diligence has failed to live up to the diligence of my believers.”

"This is a trial, a trial called love! My brain is trembling!"

Everyone turned to look, and what came into view was a thin, skeletal man with a green mushroom-shaped haircut.

He was wearing the robes of the Witch Cult, but he exuded a chilling aura.

"You, who are you?"

Subaru asked somewhat nervously.

Although he had some contact with the Witch Cult in the previous cycle, he had not seen the person in front of him.

"I am the Cult of the Witches, the Archbishop of Sin—"

"—The Sloth Commissioner, named… Petitchius Romani-Conti!"

Chapter 77: The Archbishop of Sloth? Isn't this guy just a skeleton soldier?

After Petitchius finished speaking, his head bent at an impossible angle; a normal person's neck would have broken long ago.

"You are... Jules?!"

Beatrice's eyes widened as she looked at the other person in shock.

The man in front of her, who called himself Petitchius, was someone she once knew well.

Now, however, he is overwhelmed by madness and seems to have completely failed to recognize Beatrice's identity.

"This is bad, this is bad, this is bad!"

Natsuki Subaru was now on high alert, staring intently at Petruccius.

No matter how he looked at it, he could sense that the guy in front of him was extremely dangerous.

He is definitely not an ordinary witch cultist!

"Aqua, Kazuma, this person is probably no ordinary person... Hmm? Where is he?"

While Natsuki Subaru was still in a daze, Sato Kazuma and Aqua had already walked up to Petitchius's side.

"Hey, are you serious about this hairstyle?"

Kazuma Sato walked up to Petitchius and said with a smile,

"It's like having a green watermelon upside down on your head! Who designed this hairstyle for you? Hahahaha!"

When Sato Kazuma saw Petitchius's hairstyle, he couldn't help but laugh and said to him.

"what?"

Petitchius was somewhat bewildered.

Without a doubt, these people should be his enemies.

How come these people aren't afraid of me at all?

Unlike Subaru Natsuki, Kazuma Sato thought Petticius looked ridiculous and didn't seem like a very strong person at all.

I should be able to deal with him easily.

"How did you manage to twist your neck like that just now? That's amazing!"

Kazuma Sato tried to imitate the other person's movements, but quickly felt pain.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Aqua, can you do this...? Aqua, what are you doing?"

At this moment, Aqua cast an incredibly resolute gaze upon Petitchius.

An incredibly fierce power surged from within her.

"I never expected that an undead would dare to appear so arrogantly before this goddess! Unforgivable! Unforgivable! I absolutely cannot allow any undead to appear here! Dispel the undead!"

Aqua raised her hand, and a blinding light burst forth, engulfing Petitchius.

Petruccius's face was deathly pale, his features withered like a skeleton.

Isn't this just the lowest-ranking undead soldier?

Elsa wasn't a true undead before, so this guy in front of us definitely is!

"A useless goddess?"

Kazuma Sato couldn't help but let out a sigh.

He had previously used this skill on Aqua, but the effect was somewhat inferior to what it was now.

Is it because the number of Aqua's followers has increased dramatically that her power has recovered considerably?

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Petritchius let out a scream—

But soon, he realized something.

"Huh? What kind of magic is this?"

Petitschius felt nothing, except perhaps a slightly warm sensation.

"How is this possible? Why didn't my Undead Dispel work?! They clearly looked like the lowest-level skeletons!"

Aqua looked at the other person with a shocked expression.

"Could it be... could he be a demon king-level figure?"

"Wait a moment, Aqua."

As if he had just thought of something, Kazuma Sato reached out his hand towards Petitchius's nose.

The latter was completely bewildered, having no idea what these guys were up to.

"Aqua, this guy is breathing! Theoretically speaking, undead shouldn't need to breathe, right?"

Kazuma Sato said to Aqua.

"Yes, the undead don't need to breathe!"

Aqua looked at Petitchius with a puzzled expression.

"Jus... Petitchius isn't some kind of undead, he's a microelf!"

At that moment, Beatrice spoke up.

"Ha, you're saying this guy with that skeletal soldier face is an elf?"

Aqua and Kazuma Sato both uttered words of difficulty in unison.

This guy looks like an undead.

It turned out to be an elf.

Kazuma Sato, on the other hand, wore an even more disgusted expression.

Shouldn't elves all be beautiful women?

This guy is an absolutely ugly man!

He can't be an elf!

No way!

"Ughhhhh! Die!"

Kazuma Sato unleashed all his strength and punched Petitchius in the face.

Although his strength was slightly lower than that of an ordinary person, it still made the latter's head tremble a few times.

"This is what real brain-triggering looks like!!!! I didn't get a chance to make a move before, but now I can finally vent my anger!"

The next instant, Kazuma Sato was ready to push Petitchius to the ground, stomp on him a few times, and spit on him.

But at that moment, Petitchius burst into wild laughter.

"It hurts...it hurts so much, it hurts so much, it hurts so much, it hurts so much, it hurts so much, it hurts so much, it hurts so much! Ah, this is the reality of being alive!"

"...Another one?"

Kazuma Sato couldn't help but think of Elsa, who was also a masochist.

But Elsa is at least a great beauty, isn't she?

What are you, this guy who looks like a hybrid of an undead, a troll, and a goblin?

Kazuma Sato walked over to Aqua and wiped his hands on her clothes.

Even a slight touch makes it feel dirty!

Petitchius's gaze, however, shifted directly to Aqua's face: