Senju Natsuyo spoke.

"I understand, Mr. Weiming. Please guide me in the future. I will wholeheartedly help you achieve your goal."

A serious expression appeared on her little face.

Because each goal is extremely difficult, she is prepared to do everything in her power to help Weiming.

This man was honest with her.

Unexpectedly, Wei Ming's large hand landed directly on her head.

"What are you talking about? I can handle these things with ease."

"You just need to be a happy and attractive little beauty by my side, and eat and drink well with me."

"Can…"

Senju Natsuyo wanted to say something more.

Wei Ming interrupted and said, "By the way, from now on call me Brother Wei Ming, not Mr. Wei Ming."

"...Brother Weiming"

This affectionate address... made Natsuyo Senju's heart race.

It feels like...family...

"Haha, come on, I'll take you to see the Holy Emperor."

With that, he picked up Princess Senju Natsuyo in one swift motion.

She calmly put her arms around Weiming's neck, but whispered, "Brother Weiming, actually I have feet."

Wei Ming blinked, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"Is it possible that I just want to take advantage of Xia Shi?"

Chizu Natsuyo's ears turned slightly red, but she put on a thoughtful expression.

"Speaking of tofu..."

Suddenly, she looked up and said very seriously, "I'm hungry."

"Pfft! How could you say something so funny in a situation like this! Hahaha."

He laughed as he carried her away from there.

……

"Ugh…"

Back to the certificate issuing hall.

Everyone has already left.

Kikunojo Tendo has begun gathering manpower and recruiting civilian law enforcement officers to recover the Seven Stars' legacy.

Now only the Holy Emperor sits at his desk, sighing deeply.

A worried expression graced her beautiful, fair face.

A stack of new documents lay on the table, but she hadn't had a chance to look at them yet.

The chat group issue and the public opinion surrounding the promulgation of the new Gastrea Law have already overwhelmed her.

In addition, the major event of the loss of the Seven Stars' legacy has now occurred.

For a moment, she didn't know what to do.

"You seem troubled?"

"Who?"

The Holy Emperor suddenly looked around.

What I saw was a man with black hair and golden eyes, standing next to a girl.

"Unknown," he replied calmly.

"Senju Natsuyo." Her introduction was as concise as Weiming's.

"Master Wei Ming!"

The Holy Emperor stood up.

This title surprised Senju Natsuyo.

Wei Ming's status seems to be very high.

Even the highest leader of the Tokyo district, the Holy Emperor, addressed him as "Sir".

"Aren't the others here?"

The Holy Emperor was asking about the Archangel and his companions.

"They went to kill Gastrea, and Kisara Tendo is still at her house."

Wei Ming walked to his side and casually picked up the documents on the table, flipping through them at will.

He then posed a question to the Holy Emperor: "Have you received an answer to my question from back then?"

"..."

The Holy Emperor bowed his head.

She still doesn't know how to answer the question about the darkness in the world.

The life of the cursed son is life.

Human life is life in her eyes.

Her wish is to build a world where the cursed children can have human rights and everyone can live together in peace.

She wavered between hesitation and confusion.

Weiming looked at Qianshou Xiashi.

"Xia Shi, what do you think of the situation of the cursed child? As the cursed child, you should have a say."

The Holy Emperor's gaze also fell upon her.

There was an unseen encouraging and supportive look in his eyes.

She spoke her mind: "I feel that the cursed child is in a very bad situation."

"Becoming the cursed children of the Initiators may improve their living conditions, but most Promoters only use them as tools, and they can be reassigned or replaced when they break or die."

"The cursed child who cannot become the Initiator cannot even guarantee the most basic survival."

"They cannot work, cannot earn money, cannot get food, and will only starve to death."

"Those who steal because they cannot bear hunger will be ruthlessly beaten to death or tortured to death if discovered."

She paused for a moment, then gazed intently at the Holy Emperor and spoke slowly.

“The cursed children live…not like humans…they live like Gastrea.”

"..."

Hearing the heartfelt words of a cursed son, the Holy Emperor felt a sharp pain in his heart.

“I have enacted the Gastrea Law, which proclaims the law granting human rights to the cursed children, and I believe everything will be alright.”

The Holy Emperor held such hopeful expectations.

"Heh, your expectations are probably going to be dashed."

Wei Ming sneered.

He casually pulled out a piece of paper from the documents and handed it to her.

"Look at what's up there."

The Holy Emperor picked up the paper.

Read it word by word.

"!!!"

Immediately afterwards, her expression froze.

It was as if they had suffered a tremendous blow, and cried out in disbelief, "Why did this happen?!"

The text on the paper.

[The percentage of people opposing and supporting the law restoring the human rights of the cursed children, as outlined in the Gastrea Law promulgated by His Majesty the Holy Emperor.]

[4% of respondents in favor]

[Neutral individuals comprise 3% of the entire Tokyo area]

[Opposition accounts for 93% of all Tokyo residents]

Only 4% of people support this law!

In other words, only about 4% of people in the Tokyo area consider the cursed child to be a human being!

What a terrible number.

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