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"I am Rentaro Satomi, a member of the Tendo Civil Security Company, I..."

"Mr. Satomi, do you believe in God?" Giorno suddenly interrupted him, speaking softly.

"Um... I don't have any religious beliefs."

"That's good, because what I'm about to say might contradict God's teachings," Giorno said calmly.

"But I hope you listen carefully. The most important thing in this world is trust. And the most taboo thing is insult. Listen carefully, if trust is insulted, not only will a person's reputation be damaged, but their entire life and daily life will be plunged into a dilemma."

Giorno got up, took two wine glasses from the cabinet, poured some red wine, and pushed them in front of Rentaro Satomi, saying gently...

"Our organization will not get angry and fight over trivial matters such as pointless interests or over things like seats being taken in theaters or on buses. Fighting with others is a really boring thing to do; only a fool would enjoy it."

He picked up the red wine, swirled it, took a sip, and fixed his gaze on Rentaro Satomi's voice, saying calmly...

"However, when faced with acts of insult and distrust, one must risk one's life. Even if it means killing someone, God will forgive us. I hope you remember this."

Rentaro Satomi held a wine glass in his hand, but he was sweating profusely.

Pressure, immense pressure

Damn it, he actually felt intense pressure from this boy who looked like he was still underage and was even wearing a school uniform!

This pressure does not come from harm or intimidation, but from the immense pressure of facing those in high positions and those in power!

Facing Giorno, this feeling was even more intense than when he faced Kikunojo Tendo, the head of the Tendo family!

Rentaro Satomi fell silent, trembling, then took a deep breath and bowed in apology.

“I’m so sorry! I shouldn’t have concealed my origins! Mr. Giovanna, I’ve come to visit you on behalf of the Holy Emperor and… the Tendo family!”

“Very good, Mr. Satomi, this is the first step in building trust.”

Giorno immediately smiled warmly and said softly.

"Then please tell me, which side do you want to stand on, which side do you want to represent? And do you think what we've done is right or wrong?"

Rentaro Satomi was speechless for a moment, feeling his mouth go dry. After several seconds of silence, he finally spoke haltingly.

“I… His Majesty the Holy Emperor hopes that you will treat these children kindly and send them back to school inside the giant stone monument, while the Tian Tong family believes… you should not possess so much illegal force.”

"Oh I got it."

Giorno wasn't surprised or odd; instead, he crossed his arms and calmly said...

"Then I'll answer them one by one. First, I need to know, Mr. Satomi, what is your attitude? Do you think what they said is correct?"

"...At least I don't think it's right to let these kids struggle within such a gang."

Rentaro Satomi struggled for a moment, then said seriously

"But I brought them a safe environment, clean food, and the strength to protect themselves."

"But you're also turning them into killing machines!" Rentaro Satomi shouted.

"Those weapons—they weren't meant to fight Gastrea at all, they were meant to fight humans!"

"Because the ones who harm these children the most are humans themselves!"

Polnareff, who was standing nearby, couldn't stand it anymore. He couldn't bear to listen to this nonsensical guy spouting nonsense, so he stepped forward and said bluntly...

"Where were you when they were being bullied and humiliated by those incompetent people? We gave these children the weapons to fight back—to fight back against the perpetrators and so-called rational people like you!!!"

Perhaps it was Polnareff's imposing presence, or perhaps it was the sudden increase in size he experienced after acquiring the Pillar Man's bloodline, that made him instinctively shrink back.

“Let’s put all that aside, Mr. Satomi. The lady next to you must be one of these children, right?”

Giorno stepped in to smooth things over, shifting his gaze to the red-haired girl with twin tails beside him, who then introduced herself.

"My name is Aihara Enju."

"Oh, so Miss Aihara, before asking if you're having a good time at school, has your identity been exposed?"

Enju Aihara shook her head. Of course, it definitely hadn't been exposed.

"Why not disclose this after the new Gastrea Act came out?"

Why—Giorono's question silenced Enju Aihara. Of course, it was because she was afraid, and she knew perfectly well why!

At this moment, her friends and the people on campus who are kind to her are only doing so because they perceive her as an 'ordinary person'.

If they discover she is a child of the curse, even if the law has granted them human rights, those once friendly gazes will instantly turn hostile.

“You see, Mr. Satomi, even your companions know that the law is the law, and human relationships are human relationships.”

Giorno continued in his perfectly steady voice...

“Even if we send these children to safe schools, they will only be subjected to discrimination and persecution. If they stay here, I can hire someone to teach them. It’s better to be with other children than to be rejected as outsiders.”

"If we keep communicating, we'll eventually understand each other," Rentaro Satomi shouted.

"But staying here with you—you'll only turn these children into killing machines!"

He finally revealed his true thoughts: in his view, the 'Blessing' that united the Sons of the Curse was nothing more than an evil organization that exploited the Sons of the Curse.

“That’s right, that’s exactly how it is.” But Giorno readily admitted this.

"I'm teaching these kids how to kill!"

Chapter 39: 39. Sigh, young man!

Many gangs around the world were originally formed by people who didn't want to be bullied and banded together.

In the gaps between power struggles, the persecuted band together for warmth and support, and thus they begin to form their own organizations. Because they operate on the fringes of the law, and are contrary to but not enemies of genuine political groups, they become what are known as gangs.

Of course, when the gang unites together, they naturally gain corresponding power, and organizations that operate in the gray area are extremely prone to committing crimes. Therefore, the degeneration of gangs and the oppression of the lower classes is an inevitable cycle.

Giorno understands this, but he still wants to be a mafia superstar!

This dream stemmed not only from the gangster who redeemed him in his childhood, but also from Giorno's understanding that this was the most direct and simple way for him to realize his ideal.

It is extremely difficult to gain power through normal channels, and even if one does, that power is inevitably subject to interference from countless unseen forces.

To change everything around him and make things better, he needs to have enough power that no one can question!

His strategy was simple—victory, then domination. That was all, and that was enough!

Therefore, he wanted to become a passionate boss, because only in this way could he improve Italy, his hometown, as quickly as possible.

Similarly, the 'blessing' he established here, training these cursed children to master weapons and the art of killing, was the fastest and most inevitable path he had chosen!

This is not a shortcut, but the inevitable path to standing up.

Organizations that do not use violence, regardless of their form, are destined to have no dignity or power!

This path is difficult and is destined to be seen by the world as violent and evil.

But this is also a path that cannot be bypassed; this long, thorny road is precisely the most important shortcut.

Therefore, giving these children weapons was the "right" decision Giorno made!

"Yes, I am indeed teaching these children how to kill!"

Faced with Rentaro Satomi's accusations, Giorno readily admitted them, and then exclaimed excitedly...

"Just as I thought! What you're doing is wrong! You're only leading these children into an abyss of destruction—violence and terror are doomed to failure!"

“But it is the foundation of everything,” Giorno said calmly in the face of this accusation.

"Without violence and threats, you cannot gain the respect of others. Only when people know that provoking you will result in painful consequences will they choose to retreat to a distance that makes you comfortable."

"That's fallacy and heresy. Violence will only lead to more violence..."

Rentaro Satomi was still talking excitedly, but Giorno was too tired to listen anymore.

Ultimately, he met this person simply to find out the attitudes of the two forces behind him.

The holy emperor who implemented the new laws held a worried attitude towards his 'blessing,' but ultimately it was a force for appeasement, only wanting to release the cursed children under his command to accept the life of normal people.

But Giorno's answer remained the same—when we can overcome the great obstacle in people's hearts, then we can dream of the possibility of letting these children live ordinary lives!

As for the other one, it probably represents the thoughts of the Tendo family.

They behaved like normal government agencies, feeling uneasy and instinctively repulsed by a force that was outside the government's jurisdiction and posed a threat.

However, they were unwilling to resolve the issue themselves, partly out of fear of his abilities. Therefore, they wanted to cooperate with him and bring these cursed children under their control.

Giorno found the latter's ideas more constructive than that unrealistic Holy Emperor.

But—based on Giorno's understanding of these clueless Japanese people over this period of time, these dogs and donkeys who seem to be resurrected from the Showa era are definitely not going to do anything good!

Therefore, maintaining the status quo is the safest course of action, allowing the cursed children to unite, giving them the power to resist and cause harm, and making others hesitant to act against them.

We will not give up resisting, but we will not actively expand our influence. We will not harm the interests of others, nor will we allow others to harm their interests.

The best course of action at this stage is to designate this previously uninhabited area for our own management and not interfere in anything else.

Conservatism certainly has its merits and advantages, but whatever the answer and the result, it must be correct in line with what this clueless person is shouting about!

Giorno remained silent, while Polnareff knew what to do.

He stepped forward, looking down at the young man from his elevated position, and said calmly...

"Unrealistic fantasies, weak tenderness—young man, retreat! Your abilities are insufficient to realize your unrealistic empty words."

He pointed to Aihara Enju and said calmly.

"You can't even fully protect this child, so stop spouting nonsense!"

"Nonsense! You evil people are exploiting these children's violence, and I will not stand idly by!"

Seeing that negotiations had broken down, and feeling like a champion of justice, Rentaro Satomi suddenly took action.

His prosthetic arm erupted with three overlapping cracking sounds, flashing with a ghostly blue light. The ammunition cartridge embedded inside the prosthetic arm unleashed tremendous thrust, propelling a punch toward Polnareff's head.

That's an explosive punch!

Faced with the menacing Rentaro Satomi, Polnareff simply drew a Western-style rapier that Giorno had specially made for him.

There's nothing special about this weapon; its only attributes are exceptional 'hardness' and 'sharpness,' and it's well-suited to Polnareff's current size.

He didn't use the Silver Chariot. A Stand isn't a power that's easily revealed to others, especially since—

He doesn't need the Silver Chariot; he's enough to teach this boy a lesson!

Rentaro Satomi's reaction speed was accelerated by the "Type 21 Black Stone Prosthetic Eye" embedded in his left eye, so Polnareff's movements were completely exposed to him.

Did we win?

He stared in astonishment as Polnareff let his fist pierce his chest without flinching.

The rapier he wielded sliced ​​his prosthetic hand in half!

Polnareff pierced all the joints of the ultra-hard pomace alloy with his rapier, and the rapier he created with the power of an angel and a demon prevailed in the confrontation.

But most importantly, it's that shameless blood-swapping tactic!

In battle, the outcome can be determined in just a fleeting moment of exchange.

In no time at all, Polnareff easily knocked Rentaro Satomi to the ground, crippled his arm, jammed the rapier into his prosthetic arm, and pinned him to the ground.

He didn't even intend to use a stunt double throughout the entire process.

After all, in a sense, once Polnareff possesses a sufficiently powerful physical body and wields a rapier, it seems that having or not having the Silver Chariot makes little difference...

"Alright, kid, you've already lost!" Polnareff said calmly, while the wound on his chest was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

This is the Pillar Man bloodline!

Unless their brains are instantly severed or they are exposed to sunlight, Pillar Men are almost invincible to conventional damage. While the rudimentary Pillar Men bloodline, enhanced through mutations in the God Realm, has lost some of its power, it has also lost its greatest weakness.

Perhaps in other aspects, the Pillar People are not as good as other bloodlines in terms of enhancement, but in terms of recovery ability, they are far ahead!

"You, you're also..." Rentaro Satomi stared at Polnareff in disbelief, muttering to himself.

"Don't you dare bully Rentaro!!!"

Aihara Enju, her eyes red, tried to rush forward, but Kira Yoshikage silently held her down.

"Don't move," Yoshikage Kira said in a very calm tone.

"I don't like hurting children, so don't make me do things I don't want to do."

Enju Aihara's small body froze. The chilling killing intent emanating from behind and a primal fear from within her made her unable to move.

Just then, a small ball of light suddenly appeared on Rentaro Satomi's body and floated toward Polnareff. The ball of light, about a centimeter in size, then disappeared between his fingers, and a warm aura seemed to enter his body from his fingers.

"Changed the main character's storyline! Obtained one D-rank side quest and 2500 reward points!"