In the patrol ship, under the gaze of his subordinates, Councilman Hyman, with trembling hands, propped himself up on the console.
He tried hard to sit steadily, but the increasingly intense shaking betrayed his current emotions.
The whole ship was as silent as death.
Ignoring the gazes around him, he was just gasping for air.
Now, it was as if he was experiencing auditory hallucinations.
Just now, Councilman Wilfred Ralph actually appeared in person, right when he was about to make up his mind.
That feeling of rebirth, like seeing the Dawn just as he was about to drown, left him dazed even now.
The councilman's words were so brief it was shocking.
But the content was like a planetary collision, exploding countless people.
That... "good" represented a complete, unaltered agreement to that kid's idea!
The Planet Council actually agreed to this insane revenge plan.
The Planet Council actually compromised in the face of a threat.
