Triumph City.
Sparks of fire dotted the steps below the Hall of Glory—the torches held by Triumph City's citizens.
From the Dead Agent to the threat of the Celestials, the residents of the Villant Alliance had weathered every crisis.
And now, the Alliance and the major survivor factions had jointly declared the end of the Wasteland Era. Battlefield Atmosphere Team had finally found the chance to come clean to the people of Triumph City.
From the battle at Fallen Leaf Valley, to his lone journey across Sunset Province, then being entrusted with a critical mission at West Sail Harbor, becoming embroiled in a power struggle, and landing in prison, he recounted every experience along the way in full detail.
That he was a resident of Vault 404; that he had originally joined the Legion to gather intelligence; that he had later been moved by another side of the Velanders; that he had decided to do something to help the people around him, and everyone trapped by the past...
Other than the parts about the game and players, he had revealed almost everything he could... Though even if he had said nothing, no one would have blamed or questioned him.
Still, thinking of everything that had happened after Marshal Julius left, he considered it again and again before ultimately choosing to face the people who supported him honestly.
Some things could be left to time, but if other things were not finished today, they were destined to become regrets of history.
Battlefield Atmosphere Team had not expected it.
After hearing his account, the Velanders standing beneath the Hall of Glory's steps were calmer than he had imagined.
Including Corway.
Including Penny, her father Centurion Bannott, and the other civilian officials who had supported his rise to power...
Perhaps—
They had guessed