"So that's how it is..."
Russell let out a deep breath.
He had finally understood everything.
It's no wonder that whether it was Qiao or Alice, Bad Day, or anyone else, they all firmly believed—that as long as they could find the truth of history, it might be possible to save this world.
They were not any historians obsessed with seeking the truth of history, nor were they extremist organizations committing atrocities under the guise of searching for history.
They were rebelling against the organization, but not to oppose it; they were assassinating Elves, but not to exterminate them; they were attacking the Codeless, but not to eradicate them. They seemed to be fighting against everything, hostile to everything... as if the whole world was an enemy, yet as if friends and allies existed everywhere.
