The absolute, undeniable news of Erwin Takahashi von Stahlberg’s total liberation sweeps through the grand, historic corridors of the Universit?t Hōhenreich zu Hohenwald like a massive, unstoppable tidal wave of pure euphoria. The entire student body, from the anxious freshmen to the seasoned senior academics, is completely thrilled beyond measure. For an entire, agonizing week, a suffocating, deeply pessimistic assumption had heavily plagued the prestigious campus. They all genuinely believed that the most brilliant, highly principled law student of their generation was tragically destined to spend the rest of his natural life rotting away in a freezing federal prison.

  They entirely understand that this miraculous, highly unprecedented legal victory would absolutely never have occurred if not for the sudden, terrifying intervention of the legendary Ghost Advocate. Dr. Alaric von Hohenberg utilized his absolute, breathtaking legal genius and his profoundly pure, sincere heart to completely shatter the state's fabricated indictment, flawlessly saving Erwin from the deeply malicious charges designed to destroy him. In the immediate aftermath of the explosive trial, Dr. Alaric firmly retains his towering, highly mythological status as the absolute ultimate terror of massive, corrupt corporate conglomerates.

  His rapidly expanding list of defeated victims is no longer strictly limited to mid-level corporate executives. General Matthias Kronwald, the highly arrogant police chief who violently authorized the brutal, legally baseless arrest, is currently facing a deeply humiliating, highly public demotion and a permanent reassignment to a powerless, entirely irrelevant precinct. But the absolute greatest, most satisfying casualty of the Ghost Advocate’s wrath is the towering billionaire tyrant himself. Klaus von Stahlberg is now legally mandated by a highly furious federal judge to pay a staggering, deeply humiliating ten million Derhom in direct punitive restitution to his own son for the malicious theft of his personal data.

  The catastrophic, highly explosive financial bleeding absolutely does not stop at the courtroom doors. The stock value of the massive Stahlberg Konzern AG is actively, violently plummeting in a terrifying freefall across the global financial markets. Klaus and his chief legal counsel, Conrad Lichtenberg, who had previously exhausted massive, multi-million Derhom black-book funds to hire the absolute best, highly illegal IT mercenaries on the dark web, are forced to swallow the most bitter, entirely devastating defeat of their corporate lives.

  However, despite suffering hundreds of millions in sudden, catastrophic financial losses and enduring a massive, highly public destruction of their prestigious reputation, the towering, heavily reinforced glass walls of the Stahlberg empire still remain standing. The incredibly deep, highly entrenched political influence and the massive, generational wealth accumulated over decades absolutely will not completely collapse overnight. Klaus has violently lost this specific, highly critical battle, but he is a deeply ruthless, entirely obsessive predator who absolutely refuses to ever genuinely surrender.

  He will actively, maliciously execute whatever horrific, highly illegal actions are strictly necessary to ensure his massive, twisted ambitions are ultimately fulfilled. But as he sits completely alone in his dark, ruined executive suite, the ruthless billionaire realizes that his fundamental, primary objective must violently shift. His brilliant son completely abandoned his corrupt legacy long ago, and his deeply elegant wife has officially divorced him, taking absolutely nothing but her total freedom. Klaus now entirely understands the true, deeply terrifying nature of the massive threat growing in the shadows.

  He knows with absolute, chilling certainty that once Erwin officially graduates from the university with top honors and formally dons the heavy robes of a federal prosecutor, his absolute primary, deeply personal target will be Klaus himself. Erwin actively desires to completely tear down his own father's empire because he intimately knows the massive, highly guarded sins committed by the conglomerate. He knows exactly how many innocent, hardworking victims have been completely crushed, silenced, or buried by the company's countless, highly illegal industrial projects. That profound, unyielding thirst for genuine justice is the exact reason why Erwin will absolutely never stop hunting him.

  Meanwhile, miles away from the dark, paranoid isolation of the corporate glass towers, a profoundly different, incredibly vibrant atmosphere actively fills a popular, highly acclaimed restaurant situated just a few blocks from the university campus. The interior of the bustling establishment is bathed in a soft, incredibly warm golden light from vintage brass chandeliers, offering a perfect, highly comforting sanctuary from the freezing winter winds outside. The air is heavily saturated with the mouth-watering, highly savory aromas of roasted meats, rich spices, and the joyful, highly energetic clinking of thick glass mugs.

  The restaurant's absolute largest, heavily polished wooden table has been entirely reserved for the evening, completely surrounded by faces radiating pure, unadulterated relief and profound happiness. Sitting near the center of the long table is Erwin, entirely stripped of his degrading federal uniform, wearing a crisp, highly comfortable casual shirt. Sitting directly to his left is his mother, Elizabeth von Stahlberg, who looks incredibly elegant, deeply relaxed, and entirely free. Sitting intimately close to his right side is the absolute center of his world, Aoi Mizuno.

  Surrounding this deeply loving family core is the fierce, highly loyal university vanguard who bravely stood their ground in the federal gallery. Samuel, Marek, Felix, Jonas, Ryo, Timothy, Kana, Hina, Nana, Yuri, and Meiare all completely squeezed around the massive feast, entirely dedicating this evening to celebrating Erwin’s absolute freedom. The heavy, terrifying trauma of the past week is actively being washed away by the sheer, undeniable warmth of their profound friendship.

  Marek, possessing an absolutely boundless, highly chaotic energy that completely refuses to ever be silenced, suddenly pushes his heavy wooden chair back and stands up. He raises his tall glass of cold, bubbling cider high into the warm air, actively demanding the immediate attention of the entire, highly energetic table.

  "Alright, everyone, I require absolute silence for a highly important, deeply official toast!" Marek announces loudly, his voice carrying a highly theatrical, deeply joyful cadence that instantly makes his friends smile. "Tonight, we actively raise our glasses to celebrate the absolute, unquestionable freedom of our best friend, the future, highly terrifying Supreme Court Justice who is going to completely obliterate all the greedy, overpaid corporate suits in this city!"

  The entire table erupts into loud, highly enthusiastic cheers, raising their glasses in completely unified agreement. But Marek is absolutely not finished. He turns his mischievous, highly energetic gaze directly toward Erwin, offering a massive, entirely unapologetic wink. "And naturally, we must also enthusiastically toast to his incredibly beautiful, fiercely courageous girlfriend!"

  The sudden, highly public, and completely direct compliment instantly causes Aoi's beautiful face to flush a deep, highly visible shade of crimson. The young psychology student immediately lowers her head, feeling incredibly shy under the sudden, highly affectionate spotlight of the entire table. Erwin, sitting right beside her, also feels a sudden, highly uncharacteristic flush of heat rise to his ears, though his dark eyes shine with profound, highly evident pride.

  Sitting directly next to the overly enthusiastic speaker, Felix lets out a loud, highly exasperated sigh. Without a single moment of hesitation, Felix raises his hand and actively smacks the back of Marek’s head with a loud, highly resonant slap. "You seriously need to shut up, Marek," Felix reprimands him, laughing loudly. "I genuinely believe we should actively hire a construction crew to completely fill your massive mouth with wet cement."

  The highly casual, entirely expected physical comedy instantly causes the entire table to erupt into a massive, highly contagious fit of genuine, roaring laughter. The suffocating, terrifying tension of the federal courtroom is entirely gone. "Cheers!" they all shout in absolute, completely joyful unison, violently clinking their heavy glasses together across the center of the table.

  As they actively begin to pass the massive, highly aromatic platters of food around the table, Kana shakes her head with a heavily exaggerated, deeply theatrical sigh. "Honestly, I am incredibly sad that our precious, highly anticipated winter semester break had to be violently cut short by a massive, highly illegal corporate cyber-attack," Kana complains jokingly, loading a thick slice of roasted meat onto her porcelain plate.

  Yuri immediately points her silver fork toward Kana, entirely matching her highly sarcastic tone. "You are absolutely right, Kana. Before we plan our next summer holiday, we should definitely visit the campus IT experts first to actively double-check if our personal data has been completely breached by a billionaire tyrant. That way, we can actively prevent the federal arrests and get a much longer vacation!"

  The highly morbid, deeply absurd joke perfectly highlights the sheer, unimaginable insanity of the trauma they just survived, causing another massive, highly echoing wave of laughter to sweep across the table. Even Erwin chuckles softly, finding profound, deeply healing comfort in his friends' ability to entirely completely normalize the terrifying chaos.

  However, just before Mei can actively dig her spoon into a highly expensive, steaming bowl of rich soup, she suddenly pauses. She looks up, her eyes slowly scanning the massive, incredibly luxurious spread of premium food completely covering the long wooden table. A sudden, highly practical student anxiety flashes across her face. "Wait a minute," Mei asks cautiously. "Who is actually paying the massive, highly terrifying bill for this absolute feast?"

  Marek, actively rubbing the back of his previously smacked head, confidently points directly at the wealthy pharmaceutical heir sitting across from him. "Oh, do not worry at all, Mei! We all simply need to deeply thank the highly generous young master Felix for completely volunteering to treat us all tonight!"

  Felix's jaw instantly drops in sheer, unadulterated outrage at being violently thrown under the financial bus. He immediately raises his hand and actively delivers a second, significantly harder smack directly to the back of Marek's head, completely ignoring Marek's loud, highly dramatic yelp of pain as the rest of the table absolutely howls with laughter.

  Sitting entirely gracefully amidst the chaotic, highly energetic youth, Elizabeth von Stahlberg places her soft cloth napkin on her lap and offers a deeply warm, incredibly beautiful smile. "Please, absolutely do not worry about the bill tonight, my dear children," Elizabeth announces, her voice radiating an absolute, deeply comforting maternal authority. "I am entirely taking care of it. Every single one of you bravely stood by my son's side in the dark, and I completely consider all of Erwin's fiercely loyal friends to be my very own children."

  Hearing the incredibly generous, deeply loving statement from the elegant aristocrat, Kana leans slightly forward, her eyes instantly sparking with a highly mischievous, entirely targeted intent. "Oh, you are incredibly kind, Mrs. Stahlberg," Kana teases, her gaze actively shifting directly toward Aoi. "But I am quite certain that you do not just view Aoi as another daughter. You already completely consider her to be your official daughter-in-law, don't you?"

  The entire table violently erupts into another massive, highly teasing round of laughter and energetic cheering. The highly direct, completely unfiltered teasing instantly causes Aoi to entirely lose her composure. Completely overwhelmed by profound embarrassment, Aoi instinctively leans heavily to her left, actively burying her deeply flushed face directly against Erwin's broad, highly protective shoulder to hide from her friends' relentless teasing.

  Nana immediately jumps into the fray, actively supporting Kana's relentless assault. "Oh, do not rush them too much, Kana! If she isn't the official daughter-in-law yet, then simply being the highly guaranteed future daughter-in-law is absolutely enough for tonight!"

  Erwin also deeply feels the highly intense, completely unavoidable heat rushing directly to his cheeks, entirely embarrassed by the highly public, deeply accurate assessment of his absolute devotion. Under the heavy, deeply draped tablecloth, Erwin's large hand actively finds Aoi's trembling fingers. He completely intertwines his hand with hers, holding on with a fierce, highly reassuring grip.

  "My friends are completely crazy, they have absolutely no filter," Aoi whispers softly against his shirt, her voice highly muffled and completely saturated with deep embarrassment.

  Erwin leans his head slightly toward hers, a profoundly warm, highly genuine smile completely breaking through his usual stoic demeanor. "My friends are exactly the same, Aoi," Erwin whispers back, his dark eyes briefly glaring jokingly at Marek. "Especially him. We just have to completely ignore them."

  Actively deciding to entirely embrace the deeply romantic, highly public moment rather than shy away from it, Erwin uses his free hand to gently slice a small, incredibly delicate piece of a sweet dessert resting on his plate. He carefully places it on his silver fork and slowly, highly deliberately turns his entire body toward his deeply embarrassed girlfriend.

  "Open your mouth, Aoi," Erwin requests softly, his deep, highly soothing voice entirely cutting through the loud, highly chaotic noise of the restaurant.

  Aoi looks up, her expressive eyes widening in pure, unadulterated shock. She lets out a highly breathy, entirely nervous laugh, feeling absolutely mortified because she knows exactly how many highly eager, entirely teasing eyes are currently locked directly onto them. Erwin, however, remains completely, entirely unfazed, absolutely refusing to lower the silver fork.

  "Come on, Aoi, just completely surrender and do what he says!" Kana cheers aggressively from across the table, highly ecstatic to witness the incredibly rare, highly romantic display. "A highly domestic, entirely sweet moment like this from the great Erwin von Stahlberg absolutely never happens twice!"

  Entirely unable to resist his gentle, highly loving request, Aoi finally yields. She leans slightly forward, her blushing face radiating pure, highly absolute affection, and slowly opens her mouth. Erwin gently, incredibly carefully places the sweet dessert directly onto her tongue. Aoi closes her mouth, actively tasting the highly rich, entirely delicious flavor, a massive, completely undeniable smile of pure joy instantly blooming across her beautiful face.

  Sitting directly across from the young, highly devoted couple, Elizabeth von Stahlberg watches the incredibly intimate, profoundly tender exchange with a deeply focused, highly emotional gaze. A beautiful, incredibly pure smile completely softens her elegant features, though her heart aches slightly with a highly profound, deeply buried realization.

  Throughout her entire, highly restrictive life completely chained to the terrifying, highly manipulative billionaire Klaus von Stahlberg, Elizabeth had absolutely never, not even once, experienced a single moment of such pure, highly unconditional, and entirely gentle affection. Watching her brilliant son completely shatter the highly toxic, deeply abusive generational curse of his father's bloodline fills her with an absolute, highly overwhelming maternal pride.

  While the rest of the highly energetic table actively engages in loud, completely joyful conversations about their upcoming classes, Elizabeth leans slightly forward over the polished wood. "Erwin," Elizabeth calls softly, her voice possessing a highly serious, deeply profound weight that instantly commands his absolute attention.

  Erwin immediately turns toward his mother, actively listening. "I need you to strictly promise me something right now," Elizabeth instructs, her eyes locking intensely onto his. "You must absolutely promise to always guard Aoi incredibly well. You must absolutely never, under any circumstances, deeply hurt a woman's heart."

  Elizabeth pauses, her elegant voice completely saturated with the heavy, undeniable wisdom of a highly resilient survivor. "Because it is from women that all of you are brought into this world. The profound, highly silent struggles and the immense, invisible pain that women endure are absolutely never easy, Erwin. You must actively honor her entirely."

  "I promise you, Mother," Erwin answers immediately, his dark eyes entirely unwavering, his deep voice ringing with an absolute, highly unshakeable sincerity. "I will absolutely always protect her with my entire life."

  Satisfied with his absolute vow, Elizabeth slowly turns her highly compassionate, deeply loving gaze directly toward Aoi. "And my sweet Aoi," Elizabeth speaks softly, reaching across the table to gently touch the young girl's hand. "I absolutely cannot stay here in this city constantly. I have my own highly complex, deeply personal matters to finally resolve in other places now that I am entirely free."

  Elizabeth takes a slow, highly emotional breath, actively preparing to entrust her absolute most precious treasure to the young psychology student. "I desperately need you to be his absolute ultimate softener. Be his warm, highly comforting fire when the world is entirely freezing, and be his gentle, highly cooling breeze when his righteous anger burns too hot."

  Her voice drops into a highly confidential, entirely heartbreaking whisper. "You must deeply understand, Aoi, that my son has actively survived highly horrific, entirely traumatizing events that actively scarred his soul. When he was just a small boy, he violently lost his two absolutely closest childhood friends because his father ruthlessly fired their families, entirely forcing them to disappear."

  Elizabeth's eyes shine with deeply held, highly painful maternal tears. "He actively endured severe, highly brutal physical violence from his father for years. And he has just barely survived a massive, highly malicious federal manipulation orchestrated by his own blood. He requires your absolute, entirely unbreakable light."

  Hearing the deeply tragic, highly agonizing details of the profound suffering Erwin had silently carried for his entire life, Aoi's heart actively shatters. She looks at Erwin, her deep eyes entirely overflowing with a massive, highly fierce, and absolutely unconditional love. She turns her highly determined gaze back to the elegant aristocrat.

  "I absolutely promise you, Mrs. Stahlberg," Aoi declares fiercely, her voice ringing with absolute, entirely unbreakable devotion. "I will absolutely never, ever disappoint him. I will actively stand by his side in the absolute darkest moments of his sadness, and I will be right there in his absolute highest moments of joy. He will absolutely never be alone again."

  Hearing that highly pure, absolutely sacred vow, a profound, entirely massive wave of absolute peace completely washes over Elizabeth. The heavy, highly agonizing maternal burden she had carried for over a decade is entirely, permanently lifted.

  The slightly heavy, deeply emotional atmosphere is beautifully, entirely perfectly broken as Aoi picks up her own silver fork. With a bright, highly radiant smile, she actively spears a small piece of food and gently, highly lovingly feeds it directly to Erwin.

  The young law student accepts the bite with a soft, entirely peaceful smile, his dark eyes completely shining with absolute happiness. The cold, highly terrifying winter night outside is entirely forgotten, completely dissolving into a profoundly warm, highly beautiful evening saturated with genuine laughter, absolute freedom, and an entirely unbreakable love.

  The crisp, incredibly bright morning sun actively pierces through the towering, floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the Hohenwald International Airport, casting long, deeply warm golden rays across the heavily polished departure terminal. The violent, relentlessly freezing winter storm that had aggressively assaulted the city for the past week has entirely passed, leaving behind a perfectly clear, highly vibrant blue sky that feels profoundly symbolic of the massive, highly emotional liberation that has just occurred. The bustling, highly energetic atmosphere of the massive international hub is filled with the echoing sounds of rolling luggage, boarding announcements, and the excited chatter of countless travelers, but within this chaotic sea of humanity, a small, deeply intimate circle of absolute peace completely anchors the room.

  Erwin stands tall and entirely composed near the first-class international departure gate, his broad shoulders completely free from the suffocating, terrifying weight of the federal chains that had bound him just twenty-four hours ago. He wears a meticulously tailored, dark navy wool coat that perfectly masks the severe, highly painful dark bruising still marking his torso, his aristocratic features completely relaxed into an expression of profound, absolute tranquility. He holds a sleek, highly expensive leather travel bag in his hand, acting as the fiercely protective, deeply devoted son until the very last possible second.

  Standing directly in front of him is Elizabeth von Stahlberg, completely unrecognizable from the deeply stressed, highly suppressed woman who had spent decades trapped within the cold, heavily reinforced glass walls of the Stahlberg corporate citadel. She is dressed in an incredibly elegant, understated beige trench coat, a silk scarf wrapped gracefully around her neck. Her beautiful face is entirely glowing, radiating an absolute, highly undeniable lightness and a pure, unadulterated joy that makes her look a decade younger. For the very first time in his entire life, Erwin is actively looking at a woman who is completely, entirely free.

  "I still cannot entirely believe that you are actually leaving the country today, Mother," Erwin murmurs softly, his deep baritone voice heavily saturated with a highly complex, profoundly beautiful mixture of deep sadness and absolute, highly triumphant pride. "The massive, multi-million Derhom estate in the city feels incredibly empty without your presence."

  Elizabeth offers a soft, incredibly warm, and highly melodic laugh that completely lacks any of the rigid, highly forced aristocratic tension she used to carry. She reaches out with her elegant, manicured hands, gently adjusting the collar of her son's winter coat. "That massive, cold estate was absolutely never a true home, my brilliant boy," Elizabeth replies softly, her eyes shining with absolute, undeniable clarity. "It was merely a highly expensive, deeply suffocating golden cage designed entirely by your father to keep us perfectly controlled. I am absolutely done with the dark, freezing shadows of Hohenreich."

  She looks past the massive glass windows, gazing out at the sleek, massive international jets actively preparing for takeoff on the sunlit tarmac. "I am traveling to the southern coastal countryside of the Mediterranean," Elizabeth reveals, her voice completely ringing with absolute, highly anticipated excitement. "I purchased a small, incredibly beautiful historic villa overlooking the ocean, completely surrounded by vibrant, entirely unrestrained vineyards. It is a place where nobody absolutely cares about the towering, corrupt legacy of the Stahlberg name. It is a place where I can finally, truly breathe."

  Standing intimately close to Erwin's side, Aoi Mizuno smiles radiantly, her deep, expressive eyes completely reflecting the sheer, absolute happiness of the elegant older woman. The young psychology student is wrapped warmly in a thick, knitted winter scarf, her presence acting as a constant, highly soothing 'Water' element that entirely grounds the young law student.

  "It sounds absolutely breathtaking, Mrs. Stahlberg," Aoi whispers sincerely, her voice carrying a highly gentle, deeply comforting warmth. "You completely deserve every single ounce of that absolute peace and beautiful sunshine. You have actively sacrificed so incredibly much for Erwin's safety."

  Elizabeth turns her deeply loving, highly compassionate gaze directly toward the young girl. Without a single moment of hesitation, she entirely abandons the remaining aristocratic boundaries and steps forward, wrapping her arms securely around Aoi in a fierce, profoundly emotional embrace. Aoi instantly hugs her back, entirely resting her chin against the older woman's shoulder as they share a deeply silent, highly powerful moment of absolute, mutual understanding.

  "You must absolutely stop calling me Mrs. Stahlberg, my sweet, incredibly brave girl," Elizabeth whispers softly against Aoi's hair, her voice thick with highly emotional, deeply held maternal tears. "I have officially abandoned that dark, toxic name forever. You simply call me Elizabeth. And I absolutely meant every single word I said to you at the restaurant last night. You are the absolute, undeniable light of my son's life."

  Elizabeth slowly pulls back, keeping her elegant hands gently resting on Aoi's slender shoulders. She looks deeply into the young student's eyes, her expression shifting to one of absolute, highly profound trust. "I am officially leaving his deeply scarred, highly fiercely guarded heart entirely in your capable hands, Aoi," Elizabeth instructs softly, passing the ultimate, highly sacred maternal torch to the woman who will become her son's future. "Protect his brilliant, unyielding steel with your pure, absolute water. Never let the corrupt, dark world completely harden his beautiful soul."

  "I absolutely promise you, Elizabeth," Aoi answers immediately, her voice breaking slightly with profound, highly genuine emotion, a single, incredibly beautiful tear escaping her dark eyes. "I will absolutely never, ever let him fall into the darkness. I will guard his heart with my entire life."

  Satisfied with the absolute, unbreakable vow, Elizabeth finally turns back to her son. Erwin gently drops the leather travel bag to the polished floor and entirely closes the distance between them. He wraps his long, incredibly protective arms entirely around his mother, pulling her into a massive, highly emotional, and completely unconditional embrace. He buries his face in her shoulder, inhaling the familiar, deeply comforting scent of her expensive perfume for the last time before she formally departs for her new, highly liberated life.

  "I love you so incredibly much, Mother," Erwin whispers, his hoarse voice actively cracking under the massive, highly overwhelming weight of their absolute victory and their deeply bittersweet farewell. "Thank you for completely finding the absolute courage to finally walk away. Knowing that you are entirely safe and completely free from his terrifying, highly manipulative grasp is the absolute greatest victory I could ever possibly achieve."

  Elizabeth holds him fiercely, actively rubbing his broad back, deeply mindful of the severe, highly painful contusions hidden beneath his heavy coat. "And I love you more than life itself, my brilliant, absolutely fearless warrior," Elizabeth replies, her own hot tears freely spilling down her cheeks. "Do not ever stop fighting for the absolute truth, Erwin. But please, entirely remember to actively live your life. Do not let your deeply righteous war against your father completely consume your ability to experience genuine, highly profound joy."

  The sharp, highly automated voice of the airport intercom suddenly echoes through the expansive departure terminal, officially announcing the final, mandatory boarding call for her specific international flight. The deeply emotional, highly intimate family sanctuary must finally, inevitably come to an end.

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  Elizabeth slowly, highly reluctantly pulls away from her son's protective embrace. She reaches up, her trembling fingers gently wiping a stray tear from Erwin's sharp, highly aristocratic cheekbone. She offers them both one final, incredibly radiant, and entirely peaceful smile. "This is absolutely not a permanent goodbye," Elizabeth promises them softly, her eyes entirely shining with absolute, highly undeniable hope. "I completely expect both of you to visit my villa the absolute second your summer semester officially ends. The ocean views are entirely waiting for you."

  "We will absolutely be there, Mother," Erwin promises firmly, a soft, highly genuine smile completely breaking across his bruised face. "Have an incredibly safe, entirely beautiful flight."

  With a final, deeply graceful wave, Elizabeth turns and walks confidently toward the heavily secured international boarding gates. She does not look back, her posture perfectly straight, her steps completely light and entirely unburdened. Erwin and Aoi stand completely still in the sunlit terminal, their hands tightly intertwined, actively watching the elegant woman until she completely disappears into the massive, highly bustling crowd.

  The heavy, profoundly agonizing chapter of Elizabeth's dark, deeply oppressive imprisonment is officially, permanently closed. As Erwin feels the warm, highly comforting grip of Aoi's slender fingers in his hand, a massive, highly overwhelming wave of absolute, deeply rooted peace completely washes over his exhausted soul. He has entirely successfully protected his mother.

  However, the brilliant, highly analytical young law student knows with absolute, chilling certainty that his massive, highly dangerous corporate war is absolutely far from over. His father is heavily wounded, highly humiliated, and entirely bleeding millions of Derhom, but the deeply ruthless, heavily entrenched titan is absolutely not dead.

  "Are you entirely ready to go, my love?" Aoi asks softly, actively breaking him out of his deep, highly strategic thoughts. She looks up at him, her dark eyes entirely filled with absolute, highly unshakeable support. "Dr. Hohenberg's highly encrypted message stated that he absolutely expects us at his private office precisely at noon. We should absolutely not keep the Ghost Advocate actively waiting."

  Erwin takes a deep, highly stabilizing breath, completely shifting his brilliant mind from the deeply emotional farewell to the highly strategic, incredibly dangerous reality of his future. He squeezes Aoi's hand firmly, offering her a look of absolute, entirely unbreakable resolve. "I am completely ready," Erwin confirms quietly. "Let us go."

  Exactly one hour later, the sleek, highly anonymous black town car provided by their mysterious legal savior entirely bypasses the towering, heavily congested financial district of Hohenwald. It completely actively avoids the massive, highly intimidating glass-and-steel monoliths where corrupt corporate titans like Klaus von Stahlberg usually operate.

  Instead, the vehicle quietly navigates into a deeply historic, highly quiet, and entirely unassuming academic district located on the outer edge of the city. The car pulls up to a beautiful, highly weathered, century-old brick building partially covered in dark, dormant winter ivy. There are absolutely no massive, highly glowing corporate logos or expensive brass plaques entirely announcing the presence of an elite, top-tier law firm. It is a place completely designed to be entirely invisible to the arrogant, highly heavily insulated corporate world.

  Erwin and Aoi step out into the crisp, highly freezing winter air, walking completely together up the worn stone steps. They enter the quiet building, immediately enveloped by the highly comforting, deeply academic scent of aged paper, old leather bindings, and dark, freshly brewed coffee. They navigate the quiet, heavily carpeted hallway and approach a solid, heavily carved oak door located at the very end of the corridor.

  Before Erwin can even raise his hand to knock, the heavy wooden door smoothly opens. Standing in the doorway is Dr. Alaric von Hohenberg. The legendary, highly terrifying master litigator is entirely stripped of his intimidating, highly formal three-piece courtroom armor. He wears a comfortable, highly tailored dark wool sweater and simple reading glasses resting low on his nose, looking entirely more like a highly distinguished, deeply intelligent university professor than the absolute apex predator of the federal justice system.

  "Ah, you are entirely punctual, Erwin, exactly as I completely expected," Dr. Alaric greets them warmly, his deep, highly resonant voice entirely lacking its usual, highly lethal courtroom edge. He steps aside, gesturing gracefully with his hand. "Please, both of you, come entirely inside. We have incredibly massive, highly critical matters to actively discuss regarding your future."

  They step into the expansive, highly impressive private office. The entire room is a massive, highly organized sanctuary of absolute legal knowledge. Towering, heavily laden mahogany bookshelves stretch from the dark hardwood floors entirely up to the high, vaulted ceilings, completely packed with thousands of highly complex, heavily annotated legal tomes, historic case files, and thick, highly classified evidentiary binders.

  Alaric entirely directs them to a pair of deeply comfortable, highly worn leather armchairs situated perfectly in front of a massive, heavily carved antique desk. He moves to a small silver tray, elegantly pouring three cups of steaming, highly aromatic black coffee, placing them gently on the low wooden table between them before taking his own seat.

  "I highly assume the departure at the international airport went entirely smoothly?" Dr. Alaric asks softly, taking a slow, highly deliberate sip of his dark coffee. "Your mother is officially, completely free from the highly toxic, heavily monitored airspace of Hohenreich?"

  "Yes, Doctor," Erwin confirms, a profound, deeply genuine gratitude entirely lacing his voice. "She is completely safe, entirely beyond his highly corrupt, heavily weaponized reach. And I absolutely know that none of this deeply miraculous peace would have been entirely possible without your absolute, entirely brilliant intervention. You completely saved my life, and you entirely saved my family."

  Dr. Alaric slowly lowers his porcelain cup, his storm-grey eyes entirely losing their highly casual, deeply academic warmth, instantly replaced by a highly intense, deeply piercing, and entirely absolute seriousness. He looks directly at the brilliant, highly battered young student sitting across from him.

  "I did absolutely not execute that massive, highly complex courtroom slaughter simply out of the goodness of my aging heart, Erwin," Dr. Alaric reveals softly, his voice dropping into a highly confidential, deeply commanding register. "I actively stepped entirely out of the shadows, deliberately exposing my highly classified 'Ghost' persona, because I absolutely recognized something incredibly rare, entirely unique, and highly dangerous in you."

  Erwin sits perfectly straight, entirely ignoring the sharp, highly agonizing throb in his fractured ribs. He leans slightly forward, his highly analytical, deeply brilliant mind actively clinging to every single word the legendary legal master speaks. Beside him, Aoi listens with absolute, highly devoted attention, completely understanding the massive, highly monumental shift that is currently occurring.

  "When you initially contacted me on those highly encrypted, deeply buried dark-web forums over a year ago, you were merely a highly angry, entirely traumatized boy desperately seeking a blunt weapon to actively strike your father," Dr. Alaric explains, completely exposing the highly secretive, deeply hidden history of their digital mentorship.

  "But over the incredibly grueling, highly complex months of our entirely anonymous correspondence, I actively watched your brilliant mind completely evolve," Alaric continues, his eyes shining with profound, absolute, and highly undeniable respect. "You actively began to deeply understand that simply exposing a single, highly corrupt corporate crime is absolutely entirely useless if you do not possess the absolute, terrifying legal capability to violently tear down the entire, heavily entrenched systemic foundation that actively protects the criminals."

  Dr. Alaric leans forward, resting his elbows firmly on the heavy antique desk. "The highly traumatic, entirely brutal federal trial you just successfully survived was absolutely not the climax of your grand, highly righteous crusade, Erwin," the master litigator states with absolute, chilling finality. "It was entirely, completely nothing more than a highly brutal, deeply necessary baptism by absolute fire. It was a massive, highly volatile stress test explicitly designed by the universe to entirely prove the absolute purity of your unyielding steel."

  The profound, heavily undeniable weight of the legendary lawyer's words completely fills the quiet, highly academic room. Erwin stares directly into the storm-grey eyes of the man who had entirely saved him, deeply realizing that this highly private meeting is absolutely not a simple debriefing. It is a massive, highly monumental crossroads that will entirely dictate the entire trajectory of his life.

  "Your father, Klaus von Stahlberg, is currently heavily wounded, bleeding massive, multi-million Derhom capital from his shattered stock values," Dr. Alaric states coldly, actively outlining the highly dangerous, entirely undeniable reality of the corporate war. "But he is absolutely not dead. He will actively retreat into the darkest, most heavily fortified corners of his corporate citadel. He will actively rebuild his deeply corrupted political alliances, and he will entirely prepare to violently strike back against the world that deeply humiliated him."

  Dr. Alaric slowly stands up from his heavy leather chair. He walks to the massive, heavily fortified window, looking out at the quiet, deeply historical academic district. "When that highly inevitable, entirely apocalyptic day finally arrives, Erwin, you absolutely cannot fight him as a highly inexperienced, entirely idealistic university student," Alaric warns softly, entirely turning his back to the light. "You must actively become an absolute, highly terrifying apex predator. You must entirely learn how to completely manipulate the darkest, highly complex shadows of the federal justice system better than the corrupt monsters who actively built it."

  He turns back to face the young couple, entirely dominating the quiet room with his sheer, absolute, and highly undeniable legal supremacy. "I am officially offering you a highly classified, entirely exclusive position as my direct, personal protégé," Dr. Alaric von Hohenberg declares, entirely passing the massive, highly terrifying mentor's torch to the next generation.

  "I will personally, entirely rigorously train you in the absolute darkest, most highly complex arts of high-stakes corporate litigation and deep-cover digital espionage," Alaric promises, his voice ringing with absolute, highly unshakeable authority. "I will actively teach you exactly how to completely, entirely dismantle massive billionaire empires without ever leaving a single, highly actionable trace. I will entirely forge you into the ultimate, highly lethal weapon of absolute justice."

  The massive, highly monumental offer completely hangs in the quiet, heavily scented air. Erwin's heart pounds violently against his battered ribs, entirely overwhelmed by the sheer, absolute magnitude of the opportunity. To be actively, entirely trained by the legendary Ghost Advocate himself; it is the absolute, highly undeniable path to completely achieving the pure, highly righteous justice he had desperately sought his entire life.

  Erwin slowly turns his head, entirely seeking the highly grounding, deeply absolute wisdom of the woman sitting beside him. Aoi does not hesitate for a single, microscopic fraction of a second. She looks deeply into his dark, entirely searching eyes and offers him a fierce, highly absolute, and entirely unbreakable nod of pure encouragement. She is entirely ready to stand completely by his side, actively acting as the soothing, highly protective 'Water' to completely temper the terrifying, highly lethal 'Steel' he is absolutely about to become.

  Receiving her absolute, highly unconditional blessing, Erwin turns his highly analytical, deeply determined gaze back to the towering, entirely legendary master litigator. The highly terrified, deeply desperate boy who was violently thrown onto the concrete train platform is completely, entirely dead. The man sitting in the heavy leather chair is fully, absolutely prepared for the incredibly dark, highly bloody war ahead.

  "I entirely accept your offer, Dr. Hohenberg," Erwin Takahashi von Stahlberg states firmly, his deep voice ringing with absolute, entirely unbreakable conviction. "Teach me absolutely everything. Teach me exactly how to fight in the absolute dark."

  An incredibly extraordinary, profoundly life-altering offer sometimes arrives from the absolute most unexpected, highly unlikely source imaginable. A legendary legal expert, the terrifying Ghost Advocate whose very existence strikes profound, paralyzing fear directly into the heavily guarded hearts of massive corporate conglomerates, has officially opened his highly secretive doors. For the absolute first time in his long, deeply shadowed career, Dr. Alaric von Hohenberg has actively accepted a direct apprentice. His ultimate, highly specific goal is to meticulously forge a brilliant, unyielding weapon perfectly capable of entirely destroying ruthless, manipulative tyrants like Klaus von Stahlberg and the countless other corporate monsters actively hiding within the city.

  ONE MONTH LATER.

  The bustling, highly academic life at the Universit?t Hōhenreich zu Hohenwald has slowly, finally returned to its entirely normal, highly predictable rhythm. The massive, deeply suffocating storm of the federal trial has completely passed, leaving behind a profound, entirely undeniable peace. To the casual observer, Erwin Takahashi von Stahlberg’s daily life appears entirely unchanged, actively walking side-by-side with his fiercely loyal friends. The exact same holds true for Aoi Mizuno and her dedicated circle within the psychology faculty, their days entirely filled with towering stacks of new assignments and highly complex research projects.

  However, hidden entirely behind this calm, highly public facade, the actual reality of Erwin's life has violently transformed into an incredibly brutal, highly demanding academic crucible. If he had previously spent his entire life studying obsessively to secure absolute top marks in his standard university classes, he must now actively multiply that intense, highly exhausting effort tenfold. He constantly forces his brilliant, highly analytical mind to operate vastly beyond normal human capacity simply to grasp the highly complex, terrifyingly advanced legal doctrines Dr. Alaric actively imparts every single evening.

  A freezing, highly bitter winter morning actively breaks over the quiet university dormitory complex. The sharp, incredibly piercing electronic wail of a digital alarm clock aggressively echoes against the thin walls of the small student room. Bright, entirely unforgiving rays of early morning sunlight actively forcefully slip through the slight gap in the heavy window blinds. Yet, on the highly chaotic, deeply tangled bed in the corner of the room, Erwin shows absolutely zero signs of conscious life.

  The most brilliant, highly disciplined law student of his entire generation remains deeply, entirely fast asleep. He completely buries his exhausted body and his face entirely underneath the heavy, thick winter blankets. A loud, highly rhythmic, and deeply heavy snoring sound actively emanates from the dark mound of fabric, serving as a highly undeniable testament to the sheer, unimaginable physical and mental exhaustion he actively endures following his grueling, all-night training sessions at the mentor's hidden office.

  The small wooden door to the adjoining bathroom suddenly creaks open, actively releasing a thick, highly comforting cloud of warm steam into the freezing bedroom air. Samuel Weiss steps out confidently, a plush white towel wrapped securely around his waist. The wealthy pharmaceutical heir’s blond hair is completely soaking wet, actively dripping small beads of water onto the wooden floorboards. The usually impeccably dressed, highly arrogant playboy stops entirely in his tracks, wiping the condensation from his face, and stares directly at the heavily snoring mound on the opposite bed.

  Hearing the incredibly loud, highly uncharacteristic snoring coming from his usually stoic, deeply composed best friend, Samuel immediately bursts into a loud, highly genuine fit of roaring laughter. The deeply absurd, highly comical sight serves as a perfect, entirely grounding reminder that the supposedly invincible hero of the federal courtroom is ultimately just a deeply exhausted, overworked young man. Shaking his head in pure amusement, Samuel walks confidently toward the chaotic bed. He actively attempts to wake Erwin gently, softly tapping his completely hidden shoulder through the thick layers of the blanket.

  "Wake up, Your Honorable Supreme Court Justice, the sun is entirely up," Samuel teases, his voice carrying a light, highly playful tone. However, his gentle, highly polite attempt yields absolutely zero results. The heavy snoring simply shifts into a low, entirely incomprehensible mumble. Entirely losing his patience with his best friend who actively sleeps like a dead man, Samuel reaches down, firmly gripping Erwin’s arm through the fabric, and shakes him violently with a massive, highly aggressive force.

  The sudden, highly violent physical jolt completely forces the exhausted protagonist's consciousness to return. Erwin gasps loudly, his dark eyes snapping wide open in a state of pure, unadulterated shock, acting as if a bucket of freezing ice water has just been violently thrown directly onto his face. He instantly sits bolt upright, his breathing highly erratic, and his deeply exhausted brain unconsciously begins to rapidly sleep-talk his mentor's complex legal doctrines.

  "Actively track the hidden financial arteries... completely expose the blind spots where the legitimate corporate capital is heavily laundered through the offshore proxies..." Erwin rambles frantically, his voice incredibly hoarse, his deeply analytical mind still completely trapped in the brutal, highly intense training session from the previous night.

  Witnessing the deeply absurd, highly chaotic behavior of his roommate who absolutely never manages to wake up peacefully, Samuel throws his head back and entirely loses himself in another massive fit of loud, highly echoing laughter. He casually leans against the wooden bedpost, feeling incredibly entertained by the entire spectacle. Erwin blinks rapidly several times, actively attempting to gather his highly scattered, deeply confused thoughts. He rubs his exhausted, deeply sleep-deprived face roughly with both of his hands, actively ignoring his best friend's relentless, highly mocking laughter, and lets out a massive, jaw-cracking yawn.

  "Are the highly secretive teachings and the dark legal doctrines of Dr. Alaric truly that incredibly heavy, actively driving you to absolute insanity?" Samuel asks, his tone entirely shifting to one of genuine, highly profound curiosity. He intimately knows that the legendary Ghost Advocate is absolutely not an ordinary corporate attorney.

  Erwin lets out a long, highly exhausted sigh, actively scratching the back of his messy, deeply unkempt dark hair with a highly serious expression. "His entirely unconventional teachings are actually incredibly, profoundly fascinating, Sam," Erwin answers, his deep voice slowly actively regaining its usual, highly composed cadence. "He explicitly teaches me that if you genuinely want to successfully confront and entirely destroy massive, heavily guarded corporate conglomerates, you absolutely cannot simply examine the superficial surface documents."

  Erwin stares blankly at the opposite wall, his mind actively recalling the massive whiteboard in Dr. Alaric's office, heavily covered in complex corporate network diagrams. "He actively teaches me to entirely target the deepest, most foundational money flows. By violently dissecting those massive financial currents, I will entirely know exactly where the highly specific legal transaction points are used as a deceptive shield, and exactly where the massive, highly illegal injections of dirty money are entirely hidden."

  Suddenly, a highly terrifying, completely undeniable realization violently strikes Erwin's brilliant mind. He looks down rapidly, his eyes locking directly onto his silver wristwatch resting on the small wooden nightstand. His dark eyes instantly widen in sheer, unadulterated panic as he registers the highly unforgiving digital numbers flashing aggressively on the screen. "Damn it," Erwin curses loudly, entirely abandoning his calm demeanor. "The mandatory, highly intensive lecture from Dr. Lukas Brenner is actively starting in exactly thirty minutes!"

  Without wasting a single, microscopic fraction of a second, Erwin violently launches himself completely out of his warm bed with the absolute speed of a lightning bolt. He sprints frantically toward his wooden wardrobe, aggressively grabbing a crisp, cleanly pressed button-down shirt and tailored trousers. He darts violently into the small bathroom to rapidly clean himself up, completely a blur of highly panicked, entirely desperate academic motion. Samuel simply laughs loudly at his best friend's highly chaotic panic, actively speeding up his own morning preparations to keep pace.

  Thirty minutes later, having completely finalized his highly rushed morning routine, Erwin walks with long, incredibly fast, and highly determined strides alongside Samuel down the freezing, wind-swept campus sidewalks. The biting, incredibly sharp winter air actively stings their skin, but the massive UHH campus is already completely swarming with thousands of highly energetic students aggressively rushing toward their respective massive lecture halls. In the midst of his hurried, highly focused walking, the sleek smartphone resting deep inside Erwin's heavy winter coat pocket vibrates softly.

  He quickly pulls the device out, his exhausted, highly driven face instantly breaking into a deeply warm, incredibly genuine smile the absolute second he reads the incoming message. It is from Aoi.

  "Please absolutely do not push yourself too incredibly hard today, my love," reads the short, highly affectionate, and entirely caring text message from his fiercely devoted girlfriend. "You absolutely must remember to actively take the proper time to rest between your exhausting classes. Do not force yourself if your body is deeply exhausted. And please, absolutely do not stay up so incredibly late at the office again, or you will entirely get sick and end up right back in the hospital like before."

  Reading the gentle, highly loving scolding completely saturated with pure, unadulterated care, Erwin's deeply exhausted heart completely melts, entirely enveloped by a massive, highly comforting warmth. His profound, entirely draining physical fatigue simply seems to magically evaporate into the freezing winter air. He briefly stops walking, quickly typing a highly affectionate response with his thumbs while maintaining a bright, entirely genuine smile. He assures her that he completely understands her deep concerns, and he firmly promises to actively find the proper time to genuinely rest today. Before slipping the expensive phone back into his coat pocket, they both actively exchange highly romantic, deeply emotional messages, completely reaffirming that they love each other with absolute, entirely unbreakable devotion.

  A short while later, inside the massive, highly expansive amphitheater lecture hall filled with towering rows of cascading wooden desks, the heated air feels incredibly stuffy and highly oppressive. The highly demanding Civil Law class actively led by the notoriously strict Dr. Lukas Brenner is currently in full session. Throughout the massive, incredibly grueling six-hour lecture block, the vast majority of the young law students feel completely, entirely bored. Many of them are actively fighting heavy, undeniable exhaustion, resting their heavy heads on their polished wooden desks, completely unable to absorb the highly dry, incredibly technical civil material.

  However, sitting perfectly straight in the very front row, Erwin’s posture remains absolutely rigid, projecting the highly disciplined aura of a dedicated soldier. His dark, highly analytical eyes remain intensely locked directly onto the podium.

  He feels incredibly, entirely focused, completely understanding that total mastery of civil law is the absolute, highly foundational weapon required to violently dissect and entirely destroy the massive assets of corrupt corporate titans. Dr. Lukas Brenner currently paces the floor, explaining in his deep, highly authoritative voice the incredibly specific types of legal deeds they must absolutely master if they genuinely wish to graduate and become highly elite, professional Notaries.

  "A professional notary absolutely does not merely record information; they actively, legally legitimize the absolute will of the parties directly in the eyes of the federal state," Dr. Lukas Brenner explains loudly, aggressively drawing a thick chalk line across the massive blackboard. "You must actively pay incredibly close attention to the specific komparisi section located at the very beginning of every single authentic document. It is exactly there that the highly critical legal capacity, the absolute identity, and the formal authority of the appearing parties are actively tested and completely verified. If your komparisi contains a single, microscopic legal flaw, the entire, massive power of the deed will completely collapse."

  Erwin actively transcribes every single, highly critical word with incredible, absolute speed, his brilliant brain actively absorbing the heavy, highly complex theories. "There are massive, highly varied categories of deeds that will actively become your primary legal weapons," Dr. Brenner continues, pacing back and forth. "Ranging from standard sale and purchase deeds explicitly designed to transfer massive ownership rights, to highly aggressive hukum lelang or auction law agreements authorizing the violent, total seizure of assets from defaulting corporate debtors, and even massive grant deeds between wealthy individuals."

  The towering professor glares intensely at the massive sea of students. "Even entirely within the highly intimate scope of family law, your absolute role is incredibly crucial. You will actively draft binding prenuptial agreements enforcing the total separation of massive assets, highly complex inheritance documents, and the profoundly significant child acknowledgment deed, which actively and legally binds the civil status of a child to their biological father in the absolute eyes of the law," Dr. Brenner states firmly.

  This deeply profound, highly specific knowledge is completely absorbed by Erwin, actively realizing that these specific, highly aggressive civil weapons will be incredibly vital in entirely destroying the heavily protected business dynasties of corrupt billionaires.

  The deeply exhausting, highly mind-numbing six hours finally, inevitably pass. After actively completing all of his highly demanding academic classes for the day, Erwin immediately walks toward his metal locker. He quickly organizes his heavy leather messenger bag, entirely preparing to immediately travel and continue his highly brutal, secret studies with his legendary mentor, Dr. Alaric. However, before he actively leaves the main university campus, Erwin makes a highly deliberate, deeply essential detour to the psychology faculty building to properly say goodbye to Aoi.

  The atmosphere entirely outside the classic, highly beautiful psychology building is relatively quiet in the late afternoon. Erwin stands waiting patiently near the main entrance, casually leaning his broad left shoulder entirely against the thick trunk of a massive, highly weathered winter tree. The biting, incredibly crisp afternoon wind gently blows through his dark hair. A few moments later, the heavy glass doors actively push open, and Aoi emerges, walking closely alongside her two best friends, Mei and Yuri.

  The absolute second Aoi's deep, highly expressive eyes lock onto the tall, incredibly handsome figure actively leaning against the tree, an incredibly beautiful, entirely radiant smile completely blossoms across her face. Mei and Yuri immediately nudge Aoi's arm playfully, actively giving their deeply devoted friend some much-needed privacy, and quickly wave goodbye. Erwin and Aoi look directly at each other, their faces entirely illuminated by a deeply warm, incredibly genuine affection. Aoi actively quickens her pace, and without a single moment of hesitation, they immediately wrap their arms around each other in a fierce, incredibly tight embrace directly beneath the shadow of the winter tree, deeply seeking the profound comfort of each other's presence.

  "I am so incredibly sorry that I cannot stay entirely longer," Erwin whispers softly, his deep voice heavily saturated with highly genuine regret close to her ear. "I absolutely must return to my highly demanding internship at Dr. Alaric's secretive office right now. I truly apologize that I am currently becoming incredibly difficult to meet. My time is almost entirely consumed."

  Aoi gently loosens her tight embrace, looking directly up into her boyfriend's dark, highly intense eyes. She shakes her head firmly, a highly understanding, incredibly mature smile completely gracing her beautiful face. "You absolutely do not need to apologize to me, Erwin," Aoi explains softly, her voice possessing an entirely soothing, highly comforting cadence. "I will also be incredibly difficult to meet frequently right now. I just actively received a massive, highly demanding workload of new research projects directly from my professors that I must entirely focus on."

  Aoi reaches up, her slender fingers gently adjusting the soft collar of Erwin's winter coat with a touch of profound, absolute love. "So, we are entirely struggling and actively working incredibly hard together right now for our future," Aoi states, her tone entirely supportive and deeply fiercely loyal.

  Hearing the incredibly profound, highly remarkable level of mature understanding from the woman he absolutely adores, Erwin nods slowly. His entire heart is completely saturated with a boundless, incredibly deep sense of absolute gratitude. Beneath the thick branches of the winter tree and the highly pale, golden afternoon sunlight, they entirely lean in close. Completely ignoring the passing students, they share a deeply tender, incredibly emotional kiss, actively channeling all of their profound longing and absolute, entirely unbreakable love into one single, highly warm connection.

  After the beautiful, deeply sweet kiss ends, Erwin pulls back slowly. He formally says goodbye with a slightly hoarse voice, and they both actively exchange absolute, highly unwavering promises that they love each other entirely, no matter what massive obstacles lie ahead. "I love you" says Aoi, "I love you more" reply by Erwin.

  As Erwin turns around and begins to walk away down the snowy concrete path, Aoi remains standing completely still beneath the tree.

  She crosses her arms over her chest to block the freezing wind, absolutely refusing to take her deep, highly expressive eyes off of his retreating back. She actively watches the man she entirely loves with profound, absolute pride until his tall silhouette completely disappears around the far corner of the historic campus.

  Thirty minutes later, Erwin finally arrives at the highly quiet, century-old brick building entirely covered in dormant winter ivy. He pushes the heavy, highly imposing oak door open and actively steps into the highly secretive, entirely hidden office of the absolute legend. However, as he actively enters the massive, incredibly expansive main library filled with thousands of ancient legal tomes, Erwin's footsteps instantly halt.

  He finds Dr. Alaric standing perfectly straight in the absolute center of the room. But the legendary mentor is absolutely not entirely alone today. Standing in a highly precise, highly disciplined semi-circle directly in front of Dr. Alaric are four incredibly sharp, entirely highly formally dressed young individuals. Erwin’s highly analytical eyes sweep across their highly focused faces one by one, and his brilliant instincts instantly register that these four completely unknown individuals actively radiate an aura of absolute, incredibly terrifying intellectual sharpness. They are clearly highly brilliant young legal experts, exactly like Erwin.

  Hearing the heavy wooden door close, Dr. Alaric turns his head. A highly mysterious, incredibly calculating smile completely returns to the weathered face of the legendary Ghost Advocate. "Welcome, Erwin. You are entirely punctual," Dr. Alaric greets him, his deep baritone voice echoing with absolute authority. He shifts his body slightly, actively gesturing for Erwin to entirely join the highly disciplined line.

  "Starting entirely today, the dynamic of your highly intensive internship will completely, violently change," Dr. Alaric states with a highly authoritative, entirely uncompromising tone, looking directly at the five incredibly brilliant young legal minds standing before him. "You will now actively work entirely alongside the four of them. I have meticulously, highly carefully selected all of you from the absolute darkest, highly unseen corners of the academic world. You are absolutely the best of the best."

  The Ghost Advocate places his hands firmly behind his back, his highly terrifying, absolute aura completely dominating the entire room. "I will personally, actively guide all of you through the absolute most complex, highly dangerous, and entirely secretive corporate cases existing throughout the entire nation of Hohenreich. You will actively become my highly lethal, entirely unseen shadow blades."

  Hearing the massive, highly absolute declaration, Erwin nods his head firmly. His dark eyes shine with an entirely unbreakable, highly absolute steel determination. He now completely understands the sheer, unimaginable scale and the highly terrifying burden resting entirely on his broad shoulders. He is absolutely no longer fighting this massive corporate war entirely alone, and he is now actively a crucial part of a highly elite, completely unseen shadow team entirely comprised of legal experts possessing the exact same, incredibly extraordinary, highly lethal skills as his own. A massive, entirely new dawn for absolute justice in Hohenwald has officially begun.