Xiao Ran took a loudspeaker from Moses, gave him a slight smile, then raised it and spoke loudly. "That's right, they really did come to help us. But I can tell you this: as soldiers sent here with a mission, their operational priorities have an order. Their top priority is naturally the robot and its pilot, Haruto, whom they can study and reproduce after obtaining them, greatly strengthening ARUS."
"You students are all secondary. So-called kindness and volunteer work are merely pastimes for people with money and time, a game for earning gratitude. Once danger arises, after ensuring the safety of the machine and Haruto, who would care whether you lived or died? It may sound harsh, and it may be hard to accept, but ask yourselves honestly: what obligation or need does ARUS have to save children like you, who are completely useless and cannot bring them any benefit?"
"You see the adult world too simply, and you see politicians as far too kind. The ones truly willing to protect you wholeheartedly are not ARUS. They never will be. It is this shattered nation, us soldiers who see you as this nation's future, and yourselves."
Xiao Ran chuckled softly, turned to look at Figaro's retreating, bedraggled back, and added loudly, "But Mr. Figaro has just agreed that he can take away anyone willing to flee with him. Those who wish to leave may go with him. I will lead those who do not wish to leave in holding this module. I will make those who stay stronger and braver."
"War is not a game for cowards, nor is it the unrealistic fantasy of selfish people, much less a stage for tragic heroes. It is a cruel and real place where you will die if you do not work hard,