Within the sacred temple, a fierce gust of fanaticism swept through.
The atmosphere was no longer serene but filled with a passionate, intense surge of faith.
The light projected from the stained glass windows shone on the challengers' faces. Their eyes gradually filled with determination, as if they were moved by divine power.
"Praise the Lady of Destiny! If I am a damned cultist, a traitor, then please steer my fate towards destruction!"
"Death to the Resurrection believers, traitors, and their whole family! In the name of the Lady of Destiny, I swear!"
Everyone, whether they were believers of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny or not, started copying Lanci and repeating his words!
Generally speaking,
No nations or priests of the Goddess of Destiny would be bored enough to force every person to praise the Goddess of Destiny as proof of innocence,
Or just to disgust the cultists.