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If he hadn't gone to Shuchi back then, but instead went to Advanced Nurturing, would he have been able to get a good night's sleep?

"A brave heart!"

Rother, who was watering the flower spirits, turned around and said solemnly.

"?"

The three of them were silent.

Brother, let's get serious.

We have no idea what a terrible future awaits us.

At least give me some hints!

“Well…”

Rother turned around, his dark, unfathomable eyes scrutinizing them.

"Do you remember, Hachiman, Chaldea's duty...? It's time."

"Chaldea's duty?"

Hikigaya and Ayanokouji were taken aback, remembering a long time ago... oh, it seems like only a month ago.

In short, Rother told them that Chaldea's duty was simple: to maintain the existence of the human code.

No need for morality, no need for right or wrong, no matter the cost, no matter what.

At all costs!

Rosser spoke coldly and cruelly: "We are neither heroes nor warriors, but merely a group of cold-blooded correctional officers."

"No need for historical remembrance, no need for ornate but empty praise; the mountains and rivers, the sun and moon, the stars in the sky, and the millions of heroic souls have already witnessed everything."

Danger is inevitable, death is inevitable.

Its sole purpose, its sole duty, is merely to pass on the torch, to light the candle, so that the flame of humanity may never be extinguished—nothing more.

Gollum~

The three boys swallowed hard, their pupils dilating slightly.

They saw it in Rosser's strange psychic field.

I saw a group of solitary legends, carrying candles, walking through the long, dark night, stepping over the corpses of their comrades, treading through thorns and abysses, igniting the flame that would continue humanity amidst piles of white bones.

Cruel, cold, neither good nor evil.

It does not conform to their moral values ​​(except for Ayanokouji), and they will never agree with it.

but.....

"I remember you weren't official investigators yet, were you?"

Rother laughed and said, "I'm giving you a chance to regret it. Do you decide whether to become Chaldea's investigators and humanity's torchbearers?"

If you're unwilling, I can use my connections to remove you from the competition, even if it's just for that spot, as a favor to you since you're my subordinates.

Otherwise, you'll die!

die?

It seems to have become a daily routine.

However, it seems that the real death has not yet occurred.

What would that be like? Complete disappearance, no more consciousness, no more loved ones, no more seeing color, feeling warmth, smelling flowers...

Ah, that's really scary!

"Sir, I had already made up my mind back then."

Hachiman Hikigaya stepped forward and simply looked at Rosser quietly, saying, "I am a coward because I am afraid, and I am not good at getting along with people. Therefore, I despise youth and regard it as a sin."

Perhaps it's because of inferiority complex? Arrogance? Or something else?

In short....."

Hachiman looked up, a helpless smile on his face: "I guess I really am a nagging person. I can't just watch someone cry for help and not lend a hand."

“Ahhh, this is so annoying. Kazuma-sama doesn’t want to die at all.”

Kazuma frantically rubbed his hair.

He's Kazuma, Kazuma-sama, just a shut-in otaku.

To die for some world, to save the world or something like that.

They don't match at all.

But....

"I knew all that money and those great benefits weren't for nothing... Count me in!"

Hachiman smiled, unsurprised.

After all, it's Kazuma.

However, Kiyotaka Ayanokouji did not decisively run away, but instead spoke expressionlessly.

"My intuition tells me that running away will only make things worse, and I feel more at ease calling him 'Mr. Rosser' than 'commander'."

Since they're on the same side, Rosser will only cause some trouble for fun.

Outsiders' words...

Of course, it's definitely not about being reluctant to part with friends.

He, Ayanokoji, is devoid of emotion.

"Oh? They kept them all? This is no joke."

Rother stroked his chin, looking quite interested.

The three of them looked at each other and smiled.

For fifty years, none of the three of them had any friends, and it was here that they experienced friendship.

Yeah, they're getting more and more despicable, sabotaging each other without holding back...

"Then I'll admit it..."

Rosser slowly raised his hand.

At this moment, light emerges from the ethereal and becomes real, transforming into a tangible fluid that converges from all directions.

Because the light was drained, the entire area seemed as dark as night, even though it was daytime.

Countless brilliant streams of light converged, spiraled, and intertwined, finally transforming into a magnificent and holy golden greatsword, which gently fell into Rosser's hand.

It was not simply metal, but rather a condensation of concepts such as "the strongest," "fantasy," "distant dream," "justice," and "starlight."

Like the radiance of the Milky Way, the cry of humanity, the sword's blade is like a hammer against the sky.

The whole thing is also extremely fantastical, with air ripple-like particle flows extending from the spine of the sword to both sides, and the blade itself vibrating slightly at a high frequency, causing sharp refraction of the surrounding light.

Simply witnessing it naturally evokes a yearning for justice, a pursuit of dreams, and a desire for the strongest.

All the hidden evil thoughts seemed to evaporate at this moment.

It is clearly an extremely powerful holy sword, a divine blade for saving the world.

Hachiman's eyes widened in disbelief.

Needless to say, Ayanokouji, who was practicing his sword, couldn't take his eyes off her.

Kazuma.....

"Sir, is this support for us?"

Kazuma looked at him with an embarrassed expression.

Want to eat fart.

Rosser didn't say it, but the meaning was clear.

The solemn expression was clearly meant to convey something.

The group fell silent, feeling a mixture of hesitation, panic, and excitement.

I keep asking myself, am I really ready?

To undertake such a great responsibility.

"are you ready?"

Rother's expression was solemn and dignified, as if carrying thunderous intent, a severe interrogation.

As his emotions shifted and his magic surged, the sky gathered clouds, dark clouds loomed over the city, and streaks of lightning snaked through the clouds, bringing this interrogation to its extreme.

"Are you ready to become a torchbearer?"

but.....

The boys' gazes gradually calmed down; their panic and hesitation vanished, leaving only a resolute determination that seemed to have been elevated.

"Yes!"

The voice wasn't loud, but it was full of determination and awareness.

Completely unaware, the investigators had been referred to as the Firebringers.

The three boys stood ramrod straight, like sharp swords, their chests puffed out, their resolve unwavering.

"heard it."

Rother raised his magnificent holy sword as if it were a scepter, pointing the hilt at the three of them.

"In that case, let's make it public."

A faint ripple of the power of words began to spread, and the holy sword glowed with ripples like breathing, sweeping across the body and soul, and from the soul to their very existence.

It was as if I were witnessing it.

It came out naturally to them.

"I (x3) voluntarily join Chaldea!"

They said in unison.

"Uphold your duty, whether for good or for evil, for life or for death."

"Upholding obligations without regard to morality, right or wrong, or the cost, at all costs!"

"For the survival of mankind and justice, for the continuation of the race, for the survival of civilization, let us pass on the torch and keep it alive forever."

"I will be the sword that sweeps away all enemies!"

"I will be the flame, never to be extinguished!"

"I will be hope, to raise the flame and reignite the future for all humanity in countless universes, for worlds on the verge of extinction, for those who are struggling."

"In this long, dark night, I will light a lamp with my life!"

It started as a whisper and escalated to almost a shout, filled with determination.

At that moment, they felt that their souls and consciousness had been elevated.

next moment.

It was not the voice of a human being, but a declaration from the depths of Commander Rosser's being, from some more essential and grander will.

"My spiritual descendants of the Great One, the progenitors of dragons and serpents, the bloodline of creationism, are hereby acknowledged!"

The magnificent sword, representing humanity's distant dreams, fell gently.

Despite the soul-searching spoilers, the three remained unfazed, even though their faces were pale and their foreheads were covered in sweat.

磁~

Crimson, mysterious runes appeared on the backs of their hands, shimmering with a living light.