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FINAL TRIAL

And now, you know the truth. Who's behind everything, and why.

And the question that hangs in the air now is - what's next?

It's noon when you all go down to the firepit, the sun hanging bright in the air. Red is there, seated calmly, watching all of you - and Archer is standing up, looking imposing.

It's time to talk.

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We're under orders to kill anyone who finds out about it.

[ He looks at Mitsmol and then Lenka before looking back at her. ]

After seeing how it was similar to what the hell going on here... [ He started to have a lot of doubt and concerns. ] I'm the opposite from a certain blockhead we know. I didn't want him or anyone to hate me for it, you know?

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[Oh.

Thanks for not killing him???]

[ He's got you. Also you're now part of Class Zero ]

I doubt those orders truly matter now.

[your superior isn't here, Nine!1]

No one would hate you for having a useful ability like that. Is there a limit to the mount of souls you can carry?

[ The difference is...it's Mother's orders. His superiors can all go to hell.

Nine just shakes his head. ]

About a hundred of each type.

[ 99 to be precise of each kind. Who knows if kinds even work here. ]

[huh!]

That should be sufficient.

[she smiles]

We heard in the Metaverse that there are only about one hundred souls trapped in between. You should have plenty of space to spare.