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• Prime Earth Federal Headquarters
There is a tense silence in this place. There is a stark contrast between how this place should be, especially on a bright, sunny morning like today. Judging by the atmosphere in the headquarters, something very important was happening.
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Those who work here usually have their usual jobs, but today they've been given a different task, which emphasizes the importance of whatever it is that's bound to happen.
Most of the staff, along with the enlisted soldiers, were here. Additionally, some well-known people have also made an appearance. For example, the Continental Superhuman Tournament's finalists are all here. The High Marshals were also seen active.
Headmistress Lissandra of the Starlight Royal Academy, Archbishop Gabriel of the House of Light, Lead Trainer Fiona the Tyrant, Old Man Jin, and Tech God Charles were also here.
Even Chrissy and Erica were seen. Though they didn't attract too much attention since they usually spend their time either with Cedric or in solitary training,.
Still, the fact that all of these people were here was solid proof that something's about to go down, and whatever that is, it's bound to be big.
"All personnel, gather on the meeting hall for briefing! I repeat, all personnel, gather on the meeting hall for briefing. You have five minutes, move it!" Someone with a mic announced.
This was accompanied by a private notice coming from the official system network of the Federal Army, emphasizing its legitimacy.
Upon seeing this, all personnel; from the High Marshals down to the janitors, made their way to the meeting hall. With how big the Federal Army has gotten lately, some would've found it strange that they would gather everybody at one place that surely has a limited space. There's at least thousands of people here; how is it possible to fit this many people inside that hall?
Well, this question will soon be answered.
As it turns out, due to the importance of this event, the meeting hall that's usually reserved for the High Marshals was repurposed.
Upon entering the door, people found themselves standing inside an entirely different dimension, which was big enough to fit a lot of people and still had a generous amount of space left.
Here, they found seats, tables, a small stage, and a podium for the speaker. Everybody waited for further instructions before leaving the place where they initially appeared. It was one of the staff members who was already here who told them to find a seat and make themselves comfortable.
Filius replaced him and immediately began explaining the things they did to prepare everybody for this grand mission. He spoke of the risks numerous squads had to face to fulfill their part. He revealed everything that they did to pave the way for the rest.
After his explanation, Cassandra and Anthony also stated some other deeds they did to prepare for this operation.
Hearing all of this made everybody realize that these people were serious about this. They are truly intent on reclaiming the lost continent. They knew that there was no stopping this anymore.
Once his friends were done with their speeches, Raven returned to the podium and said:
"Everybody, I know that this is a huge matter for you. I won't deny that we did this without asking for your opinion. However, please understand that we won't gather all of you here and tell you all this if we aren't confident about our chances."
He paused for a bit and showed a determined expression.
"This fight will happen sooner or later anyway. Since that's the case, wouldn't it be better if we started it instead? Since we're taking the initiative here, we have the chance to maximize our advantages. The Lord knows that if we let the Demon Race have the initiative, we will be imprisoned once more.
I don't know about you, but after experiencing this kind of liberation, I really feel unwilling to go back to the old days."
"This time, we're bringing the fight to them."
"We've grown strong enough. We've endured enough. And we will prevail! Prime Earth is our home, our turf. It's time for us to free ourselves from this oppression and cleanse the world of their filth!"
"We won't be forcing everybody to participate in this fight if you're not willing to. I know that we all have different goals in mind, and I don't blame you if you don't think that our decision is wise."
"All of you will be given a choice to participate or not. If you join, great! We will welcome you with open arms. If not, then fine. But at the very least, please keep this discussion a secret to the public and don't hinder those who are willing to participate."
"Everyone, times are swiftly changing. We need to take initiative to grasp our future with our hands."
"We will give you a week to decide whether you'll participate or not. After a week, with or without you, we will launch our offensive against the demons of the Lost Continent."
"That's all we have to say. You all can return to your posts and continue with your usual work. Please decide wisely."
After saying this, the High Marshals along with other important personnel left the area, leaving the people silent and unsure of how to move on from here.
How could they ever expect these people to return to work and act as if nothing happened after dropping an explosive bomb like that? Isn't that unreasonable?