Young Lady: I Will Stand in Heaven!

"People of America,"

"I know your anger, your unease, and your demands, but please endure—"

"This is a rebirth. We will win. Though it will not be easy, we must hold on. The final outcome will be historic."

Across America, broadcasts, television, radio, and mobile phones all carried the voice of the blond President of America delivering his speech, yet it did nothing to help.

A vast number of America's elites and those connected to them had suddenly vanished; so had part of the supernatural military, along with the most crucial and mysterious Veteran Guild.

Something like this could not be concealed at all. Hundreds of thousands of people had disappeared. The mid-level personnel who had not qualified for a "ticket" suddenly discovered that their bosses and superiors were nowhere to be found. After contacting one another, they immediately learned the truth.

Those elites had already fled!

"Traitors!!"

"This is a despicable betrayal of the nation—"

"Shit, those bastards are already in space, holding wine glasses and laughing at our struggle!"

The enraged masses took to the streets. More than 1,200 demonstrations and marches erupted at once, spreading through nearly every city under the President's jurisdiction, large and small.

As for the Holy Church faction? They had Father of the Sea's protection. They only needed to watch the spectacle with glee.

Yet even as they watched, quite a few incidents of supermarket panic buying broke out.

In this day and age, what would tomorrow even look like?

No one could say for sure.

But America's situation was only a "minor interlude." The real key was the battle in the Island Nation.

Every country and every force was closely watching the Osaka region of the Island Nation.

Heian-kyo!

The entire world knew about Kuko Yoa's grievances.

If she were to attack