"Hahaha, we can finally watch it live."
"Whoa, such a huge operation. Are all the people they caught superhumans involved in the incident? There are so many of them?"
"Probably not. Since it's a trial, it should be global in nature rather than limited to one region."
"After all, judging by the notice, they're doing this to correct mistakes."
Some newly joined Contract Anomalists were both thrilled and excited, vaguely feeling an indescribable sense of exhilaration.
"Wow, is our Aberration Association really this awesome? We can even uphold justice across worlds."
"Isn't this just ridiculously cool?"
"Newbie, this isn't justice."
"That's right. This is correctness."
"Many things can't be divided into just or unjust; it depends on whether they're right or wrong. But what is right differs for parties and races with different positions."
"The Aberration Association's correctness lies in containing Weirds and ensuring the continuation of humanity."
"Some forces, however, believe that survival—or even invasion—is what's right."
"Tell me, do Weirds think what they do is wrong? They merely spread contamination by instinct, devour things to complete themselves by instinct, and seek to advance to higher ranks."
"To them, their actions are right. We're the insects stubbornly resisting in a corner."
"You only need to follow in the Chairman's footsteps. There's no need to think too much."
"The Chairman's ideals are the faith we shall uphold for the rest of our lives."
What followed was a wave of Chairman fanatics fervently singing their Chairman's praises.
The newcomers were left at a loss.
They had heard of the Chairman, but most of what they knew came from older-generation Contract Anomalists, instructors, and captains.
What they heard was all about how powerful the Chairman was, how he had founded the Aberration Association, created the profession of Contract Anomalist, and led everyone