The Sirens were waiting for the Commander's arrival.
First, she could not be a being from this world.
Second, she had to be capable of crossing over on her own for whatever reason, arriving as an outsider and signing a contract with a shipgirl.
That alone was already incredibly difficult.
One had to understand!
Parallel worlds did not share completely identical timelines.
If this world were to have an outsider arrive, then under normal circumstances, it could only be a human from the First Era who had broken free of that world's constraints and escaped into the Second Era.
Leaving aside whether humans from the First Era possessed such an ability...
Even if they did, they would have no way of realizing it.
The Sirens were also enemies of the First Era.
Yet they had never been enemies.
They could not reveal these things to anyone... because doing so would cause even greater changes.
All they could do was guide them. They could only urge them forward, like cracking a whip.
Hoping for it.
A miracle that occurred once in ten thousand.
Fortunately, things were better now!
Little Griseo was special.
She had intervened in an utterly unreasonable manner, and naturally erased every tragedy in an equally overbearing way.
The past, the future, and the present...
Would all settle into stability.
The shackles that had prevented the Sirens from telling the truth had naturally vanished as well.
She could speak now.
She no longer needed to act like someone speaking in riddles.
Everyone said that the Meta faction was difficult, truly difficult.
But now that she thought about it...
Could it really be more difficult than the Sirens?
They were both miracles created by humanity.
They knew the future, yet could not tell anyone.
All they could do was fail