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.

was also

it was indeed old Mr.

and looked

row of childlike handwriting, crooked and

simple: For the

to be imitating the statement above, but like the voice of a young

that row of words made Holly pause slightly. "What's

sneered. "Who wrote that?

face darkened, and he smacked Luke on the head. "Watch your mouth! I

Luke was dumbfounded.

this? But isn't your

It seemed a light-hearted remark to them, and they were unaware of how many of their predecessors paid

only started developing so well in the last thirty years. Brian was fifty; he was

Crera was still a developing country, striving to catch up with

of these predecessors that brought about today's development in

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

Special Division? Was it really because he

No...

attacked in an assassination attempt as a child, sustained an injury, and was unable to practice

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, carry out our responsibilities, and strive to make

of this, Keira handed him another

might have seen many years as well, dating back

written his manifesto. Still, when

stared at that

it, and slowly flipped

that declaration to know what it

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

an original

to take over

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

he begin to forget this

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