A week before the prophet woke up,
Chernobog, The top floor of the Grand Hotel Burg-Usas.
"...Are you really going to do this, Talulah?"
"It's not too late to give up now."
"If we don't do it, it would be too cowardly to wait here for other 'heroes' to help us. "
Looking at the two men who looked worried in front of her, Talulah looked calm.
"The future can only be won with our own hands. The two of you should know this better than me."
"However, the emergence and reason of this ability are still unknown, not to mention the possible damage caused by instilling it with all your strength. Casualties..."
"You don't understand, Amiya. If this sacrifice can lead to a better future for others, no one will regret it. We are all doomed people, and now we have the ability to fight against fate, Then even if the possibility is one in a billion, we will give it a go."
"But this is a bit too cruel..."
Seeing the fate that Talulah is welcoming, even if Amiya has already enlightened, There was still a sad expression on that small face.
It is not the death of dozens or hundreds of people, but hundreds of thousands or millions of people singing triumphantly and going to hell together. That was definitely not what Amiya wanted to see.
Once this plan is implemented, the infected people in Chernobog, the infected people gathered from all over the world, will have no reason to survive.
They want to create a paradise for the infected in this heavily guarded world of stalking each other. A group of tortured patients used their last lives to transfer into a tower for their last hope and dignity. Such a future is not a good future.
Even worse than the infinitely reincarnated battlefield that took place in Colombia, it is foreseeable that the battle situation will appear around Chernobog. Amiya didn't want to see such a scene no matter what.
Because this is actually cutting off the territory of an already crazy militaristic country, tearing off the mask that was put on their faces. Even if it took a lot of manpower and material resources to resist the Catastrophe, the Reunion movement with five labors and seven injuries would have to face the encirclement and suppression of the Ursus army. That is one of the top military forces in the world.
And with half a year of scientific and technological progress, they are likely to carry out brutal unlimited bombing of Chernobog with the mentality of consuming old equipment.
And judging from the news from the mayor, those councilors from Ursus don't seem to mind this kind of thing.
The future is almost bleak and looks hopeless, but it is something that must be done.
"The world is not afraid of the infected because they haven't witnessed our strength. Someone has to tell them that we infected people are not their slaves, and we are not monsters that everyone can bully. We also have personalities and families, we are people with ideas and freedom. And all of these require strength."
"But, if you fail..."
"So you, Speaker, are the second and third ways."
Sitting on the chair elegantly Picking up the teacup, Talulah seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with her.
"I will stand here until the day I die. I will stop any semblance of hostility here. The army of the Ursus Empire, the raiders of other organizations, I will meet their challenges here. Likewise, You will spread and grow around us as the scattered light, and keep the fire for us."
"Talulah..."
"I will not be optimistic that I will never fail, no, maybe I will definitely fail."
See Looking at her face reflected in the tea water, thinking about her mood a year ago, Talulah smiled at herself on the water.
"I might die here, but if people like me don't stand up, people with oripathy will still be bullied and trampled. People's understanding of respect is mutual. As long as we exist, they will Respect the infected for another day. If they put forward the so-called peace and salvation, that the infected should be treated kindly, it must be because we have existed. Because they need us. The world needs us. We are an integral part of them."
"I will play the role that makes them feel the pain, while Amiya, you and your Rhodes Island are lobbying at the upper level. You are the last hope and the fire, let the higher-ups understand the orignium. The sick have the most superficial kindness. They need you to heal their pain. Their children are the best weapons."
"You are kind-hearted infected, you and us are the opposite of each other, we must keep it like this. And the mayor is the best prop to be responsible for publicizing these things."
"I believe that with such actions, we can achieve a completely clear division."
"Miss Talulah..."
Looking at the face in front of her with a natural expression Talulah, Amiya opened her mouth to say something, but found that she couldn't say anything.
All the reasons have been blocked, and now the matter has reached the last moment. The Catasrophe Messengers had issued a warning, but countless Infected have been left behind demanding huge amounts of money, and many Infected have even been placed in the mines to die. This is something that the Reunion movement cannot accept.
In any case, they have to make a choice.
No one can do anything about Catastrophe. The original calculation time was no longer enough. With Eden's technical support, the original two-month time was shortened to one week. The Reunion movement, which was about to take off slowly, had almost no choice in the face of this unexpected reality.
Either give up these brothers and sisters who have been developed, run away in embarrassment, and hide. Or just rise up and declare their existence.
The former is impossible, they will not give up their lives, and the Reunion movement will not accept such a thing to happen.
So all that's left is to raise the pole. Although the cost may be the blood of millions.
Rush, lack of preparation, lack of manpower, elite troops have not yet arrived, and allies can only hide in the dark. There is hardly any other better way to integrate the movement. It was as if the whole world was displeased with them, forcing them to make a choice at this time.
"Miss Talulah, the path you chose is really..."
Looking at Talulah with a plain face, Amiya, who was sitting on the seat, showed a little unbearable color.
But Talulah, who had already realized something, took the initiative to comfort the leader of Rhodes Island with a steady smile.
"Don't show that expression, Amiya. I may not die here. If I can win the help of Eden and other forces, I will not die here. Lungmen has already shown us kindness, We are not fighting alone. Somebody will want us to show up. Even if it is against Ursus, someone will help us."
"... Excuse me. Is this the conference room?"
"Oh, Please come in."
Hearing the voice from outside the door, facing Amiya's surprised gaze, Talulah said calmly. And the Iron Fist Mayor, who had been silent all this time, also showed a slightly playful smile, and looked in the direction of the door of the conference room.
And a girl with a golden ponytail and some weird costumes arrived in the room, looked at everyone and nodded.
"Kazimierch's knights, come here. I'm glad to see you who are working hard to fight Oripathy."