Light Banquet lowered her head.
Her hands clenched tightly.
"No-there is a way to separate the merged consciousnesses-in theory-it can be done-"
Lynn felt a stir of interest. "How?"
"I don't know-this portion of the data has already been deleted from our memories-because it was deemed unnecessary-but in our God of Ten Thousand Machines' backups-there should still be relevant data that hasn't been completely destroyed-"
She spoke quietly. Without a doubt, the price was terribly steep.
But she could no longer afford to worry about that.
Because if these were the only few fates left to choose from, if every road led to tragedy, then she would still choose the one that offered hope.
Because as long as their consciousnesses survived, machines could one day regain everything they possessed now.
But once they were enslaved or destroyed...
Then there truly would be nothing left.
Lynn pondered for a long time. Without a doubt, the information he had received was crucial.
He did want to achieve the Trinity, but the greatest obstacle was whether his Colossus and Sir Awen would disappear once the Trinity was fully realized. But if he could achieve the Trinity while preserving their identities and wills as much as possible...
Lynn opened his eyes and gazed at her, saying fervently:
"I hope you're telling the truth, Light Banquet. Good. Your terms have tempted me. If that's the case, I can help you, and I can give you my word."
"I won't destroy your entire civilization. I'll leave you a way to survive."
Light Banquet closed her eyes weakly and raised her head.
It was as though a weight in her heart had finally settled.
She didn't know whether she was doing the right thing, but as long as there was a sliver of hope, she had to