Editing The Unexplored Summon Blood Sign:Volume5 Chapter4 (section)

===Part 4===

“What? You didn’t run off?” asked Humanism.

The gothic lolita kimono girl stood in the burning world.

She was answered by Open Bluff, the head of Illegal.

“I could ask you the same thing. You can only throw out the ideal and choose what is right, so I thought you would’ve been the first one out of here.”

At this point, the tense atmosphere between the three major powers had vanished.

Did they understand that those matters were of no importance here?

“I do not know what the ideal is.”

Their lives would end in just a few minutes.

Whether the war was won or lost, there was no saving the summoners on the front line. The White Queen was not an opponent they could hope to defeat unscathed.

“But I gave a lot of thought to what was the most right and what would be the most beneficial.”

“…”

“All we did was push back at each other, so perhaps the world would be better off with the lifestyle of that boy who tried to have everyone get along despite knowing how reckless that was. Fighting to leave that seed behind might not be a bad idea.”

“You moron. That’s what we call a dream. And that’s a privilege only afforded to people.”

Humanism gave him a blank look, but Open Bluff did not care and continued.

“Hey, while I’m at it, could you teach me one thing at the very end here?”

“Teach you what? The pure justice that Illegal hates so much?”

“No.”

He took a long stick from a subordinate – it was the basic kind of sacred tree Blood-Sign that Humanism seemed to like – and he announced his conviction.

“For the first time in my life, I feel like using my own hands to fight for this thing we call the world. So teach this Award 0 how to fight using the Summoning Ceremony.”

“Heh heh. Ah hah hah hah! So we have a complete beginner on our hands here, do we!?”

For a brief moment, the two of them laughed like old friends.

But they were rudely interrupted by Perfect Equilibrium, the head of Freedom and the resident of the world of sleep. Or she should have been. But now she was shockingly wide awake.

“So how many people do you think we can gather? We seem to have lost all contact with that Award 3000 Madam.”

“…Well, we don’t stand a chance either way.” Humanism honestly admitted that, but she still coldly calculated out the numbers. “Let’s ignore what group anyone belongs to. The summoners and vessels are scattered, so it would be more efficient to shuffle them all up between the major powers and rebind the contracts.”

“Anything’s fine if it will end this racket and let me get back to sleep.”

They heard footsteps behind them.

The vessels who followed those summoners also seemed to be ready.

Humanism smiled fiercely as she adjusted her grip on the most basic practice Blood-Sign.

“Then let’s show that White Queen just what a leader is and just how stubborn we can be!!”