She was never a traitor, nor a criminal, but the true guardian of the Empire.
Those rumors, fabrications, and the blind accusations of the masses pushed her further away, and buried her sincerity and vitality forever in the cold frontier lands.
Even with regret and apologies, the harm had been done.
She had her revenge, and from then on, everything about the Empire no longer concerned her.
On that day, under the clear sunny sky, the long-sealed archives of the Mecha Academy were finally revealed to the world.
After a century, the square was packed with crowds, and on the giant screen was the image of the girl soaring freely in her youth, defying all the shackles the world tried to impose on her—living a dazzling life of her own, even on the brink of a cliff facing the abyss.
Sheffield Benedict stood at the highest spot, declaring in the most solemn ceremony:
The third commander, Hannah—officially relieved from her duties.
