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.

and was also

the signature, it was indeed

frowned and looked further

a row of childlike handwriting,

was simple: For

voice of a

that row of words made Holly pause slightly.

immediately sneered. "Who wrote

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

Luke was dumbfounded.

this? But isn't your declaration of

people didn't understand the significance of this sentence. It seemed a light-hearted remark to them, and they were unaware of how many of their predecessors paid the

country, Crera, had only started developing so well in the last thirty years. Brian was fifty; he was five years old about

a developing country, striving to catch

efforts of these predecessors

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

it really because he liked being a forensic

No...

in an assassination attempt as a child, sustained

up, you must remember this. You must fulfill the wish of me and your father! You

of this,

was obviously newer, although it might have seen many years as

his own declaration where old Mr. Sims had written his manifesto. Still, when he officially joined the Special Division, he

stared at that

slowly flipped open

need to see that declaration

safest Guardian!" The fierce expression on Brian's face gradually dissipated upon seeing

an original

own aspiration drove him to take over the Special

family and country, to be a Guardian of

he begin to forget

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