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February 15, 2026

Chirem Act 6-15.1

BGM: [MV]Vernal Days Dreamed by the Stars - Mika Kobayashi

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Act 6-15: Vessel's Girl

TL : Cnine

ED/PF :

R1[1-2], R2[3-4], R3[5-7]

Part 1

 ―― While Rakuichi and the others were having a blast at the SPA Resort, in the meeting room of the temple inside Enzenite Magic Academy.

 「That's why, this is the time! The single greatest chance we’ll ever get to wipe out the Evil God once and for all!」

 A heated meeting filled with clamorous arguments unfolded, driven mainly by two opposing factions.

 Walter Toltried, commander of the Eastern Command Base, slammed his fist onto the round table, his hoarse roar echoing through the hall. He stood like a living relic of war, radiating authority forged through decades of battle. At his side, cautiously raising her hand in agreement, was Shimano Sawatari-Bunpuku of the Western Command Base, glasses flashing as her small peaked ears twitched and her striped tail swayed nervously.

 「W-w-we in the West also, um, sh-share the same opinion. Humanity’s long-awaited Hero has been chosen, a-and all four Shrine Maidens are present, a-and each nation is steadily completing its preparations for war… Diabolo is on the verge of collapse, s-so now, when both our forces and our morale are at their peak, is the perfect chance to wipe out Deathlion and the remaining forces of Diabolo.」

 「But even so, deliberately reviving an Evil God seems a step too far, doesn’t it?」

 Raising an objection was Bruce Stringfield, leader of the Northern Command Base delegation, a man who still bore traces of youth yet exuded the seasoned presence of a veteran warrior from beneath his beard. Immediately after, an unidentified figure clad entirely in robes and wearing a doll’s head, Uriente Dollman, leader and base commander of the Southern Command Base delegation, began to let out an eerie chuckle.

 「H-h-hold on… You’re saying we should just casually invite the apocalypse ourselves? You haven’t thought this through at all. What if it blows up in our faces? And how are you planning to sell this to the whole world? ‘We reckon we’ll probably win, so we’ll revive the Evil God. If we lose, well, tough luck.’ You think people are just going to nod and agree? Are you serious? This is what happens when stubborn old geezers and instinct-driven beastfolk start running strategy meetings…」

 「N-no! Th-that’s not my personal opinion! It’s just… the base’s official stance, so… um… Sorry about that…」

 「What use is such timid thinking from those chosen by the Goddess and blessed with destiny and protection?! If we do not destroy the Evil God, humanity will live in fear of its shadow forever! Then surely, as Colonel Shimano says, now, when Diabolo is weakened and our preparations are complete, is the moment we must strike!」

 「I have no desire to oppose Lieutenant General Walter or Colonel Shimano directly. As long as the Evil God exists, people will indeed live in fear. That much is true. But deliberately reviving the Evil God ourselves is a complete contradiction, isn’t it? The very reason the Enzenite Allied Forces were formed was to stop Diabolo’s attempt to resurrect the Evil God and to destroy them!」

 「T-That's why I'm telling you that it's not my personal opinion, it's the majority consensus of the Western Command Base...」

 「That’s where you’re wrong, Colonel Bruce! The very purpose of the Enzenite Allied Forces is to destroy the Evil God! Remember why this educational institution was founded in the first place! Training soldiers to fight the Evil God’s followers is only part of it. Its greatest objective is to select the hero chosen by the Goddess! And why must we choose a hero?! Because our ultimate goal is the defeat of the Evil God! If that is the case, then the final objective of the Enzenite Allied Forces, which is primarily made up of this academy’s graduates, should be obvious!」

 「“Selecting a hero is just a contingency plan for if it ever comes to that, right? The first priority should be protecting people’s lives and maintaining world peace. When the situation is already overwhelmingly in our favour, isn’t it unnecessary to deliberately take on extra risk right now?」

 「I understand how you feel, Lieutenant General. However, if we are to do this, then at the very least we should devise a plan that guarantees a decisive kill… Or prepare measures to seal or restrain the Evil God in case of failure. Such groundwork and backup plans should be fully prepared, and global consent obtained, before proceeding.」

 「Exactly. You’ve skipped every necessary process and gone straight to ‘let’s do it now!’ That’s why we’re pushing back. Do you understand what we’re saying?」

 「I already said… it’s not even my idea… sniff… sniff…」

 「You are far too complacent! If we hesitate like this and miss our chance, what will you do if Diabolo regroups in the meantime?! It will be too late to regret it then!」

 「Charging in blindly will only lead to disaster! And when that disaster hits, it won’t be us who pay the price! It’ll be the innocent people of the world!!」

 One faction demands a brutal resolution: revive the Evil God in Diabolo’s place, strike it down, and seize victory as soon as possible.

 The opposing faction argues for restraint, insisting that Diabolo and their collaborators be watched relentlessly, and that the Evil God’s resurrection be crushed before it could ever begin.

 Now that the Hero has been formally chosen and Diabolo was hanging by a thread, this ideological clash has erupted in full force. Both sides speak with reason, yet neither offers a path without risk. And so, with every council meeting, answers slip further away while resentment digs in deeper.

 「Headmaster Goldwin! As chairman of this council, we demand your judgement! Will you declare our choice to be correct?! Or will you side with the sophistry of these spineless cowards?! Which is it?!」

 Having decided that further discussion was futile, Walter turns to Goldwin, who had been observing the debate from the chair.

 Goldwin’s already weathered face folded into even deeper lines as he moved slowly, as though each motion carried the weight of years. At last, he spoke.

 「Hmm… Advisors, what do you make of this? Judia-dono, the Witch of Eternity, and Ashley-dono, Princess of the Blazing Fist. I would very much like to hear your opnions.」

 His gaze shifted, settling upon Judia seated beside Uriente.