Brian frowned, looking hesitantly at the document in Keira's hand. "What's this?"

Keira pushed the item in her hand forward a bit. "Take a look at it before you say anything."

Brian frowned again.

Keira deliberately provoked him. "Deputy Director Dawson, are you afraid to look at something given by a young woman like me?"

Brian wasn't taken in.

But Luke was irritated. "What did you say? Let me see!"

He stepped forward and snatched the document from Keira's hands, glanced at it for a moment, and was slightly taken aback. "What the hell is this?"

The people behind him leaned forward to look. "Isn't this the declaration we made when we joined the Special Division?"

Those words made Brian pause for a moment. "What?"

Luke then handed the document to Brian.

Brian looked down at it.

It was indeed the declaration they had all written when they joined the Special Division.

These people had joined the Special Division out of love for their homeland, willing to dedicate their lives to serving their country...

Before joining, everyone had to recite the charter of the Special Division and write down their original intentions in this booklet.

It was just that as time went by, everyone had forgotten.

The Special Division had many members, and this booklet looked very old...

While the others were confused, Brian stared blankly for a moment, then immediately flipped through the pages, landing directly on page 36. There, two different types of handwriting were present.

One was written by someone who appeared very learned, with attractive handwriting: For the great rejuvenation of Crera!

Brian paused slightly.

at it and was

it was indeed old Mr.

frowned and looked further

a row of childlike handwriting,

was simple: For the great rejuvenation of

voice of

that row of words made

immediately sneered. "Who wrote that? It's

face darkened, and he smacked Luke on the head. "Watch your mouth! I wrote it at the age of five,

Luke was dumbfounded.

But isn't your declaration of joining the

remark to them, and

in the last thirty years. Brian was fifty; he was five years old about

was still a developing country, striving to catch

these predecessors that brought about today's

how much old Mr. Sims, and he had sacrificed for

Was it really because he liked being a

No...

in an assassination attempt as a child, sustained an injury, and

belong to the Sims family. It belongs to everyone. Little Brian, when you grow up, you must remember this. You must fulfill the wish of me and your father! You must lead the Special Division,

this, Keira handed him

newer, although it might have seen many years as well, dating back

was young and careless, he scribbled his own declaration where old Mr. Sims had written his manifesto. Still, when he officially joined the Special Division, he had his own page

at

it, and slowly flipped open to

to see that declaration to know what it

of Crera! To be Crera's safest Guardian!" The fierce expression on Brian's face gradually dissipated upon

an original

own aspiration drove him to take over the Special

hoped to protect his family and country, to be a Guardian of

did he begin to

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