Gundam Seed: Final Destination Chapter 592: : Free

"You can actually calm down a little bit, at least the matter is over for the time being."

Seeing that Aslan still couldn't recover from the shock, Durandal couldn't help but comfort him.

At this time, Aslan was already overwhelmed by the news of the nuclear bomb, so he could only sit down as promised.

He didn't even notice Noel had left the conference room.

"Of course, we didn't expect this situation beforehand, but when it happened, we were still very shocked. I didn't expect them to force the war like this, and launched a nuclear bomb without saying a word..."

Durandal replied bitterly.

Aslan listened, he felt as if his consciousness had been paralyzed.

"It is unreasonable enough to start a war under such circumstances, and with this kind of behavior... such a war is too outrageous."

Aslan nodded as if driven.

This is one-sided tyranny.

But isn't that what war is all about?

There is no reasonable and aboveboard war at all.

Even if there is, it is only cleverly disguised by one side in the war-or both sides.

"——The coalition has temporarily withdrawn its troops, but I don't think they will let it go..."

Durandal pondered slowly sentence by sentence, as if trying to reach some conclusion.

"This time, our people's hearts are in turmoil. Although it is blocked, we are facing the threat of nuclear bombs again..."

These words cut Aslan's heart.

Why did you do this - this is the voice of the victims of the fall of Julius 7.

Those who have suffered are united in their resentment against those who caused it.

Today, the people of the colony will utter a grievance-why do you want to do this?

"The problem is only now beginning..."

Listening to Durandal's words mixed with sighs, Aslan finally raised his head uncontrollably.

"Speaker, then...!"

The other party looked at him, as if remembering his existence again.

Aslan struggled to find the right words: "So... after the attack on the colony...and the declaration of war...how are you going to deal with it?"

The momentary urgency even made Aslan pause in his speech.

Seeing the help-like look on Aslan's face, Durandal sighed deeply: "If we decide to retaliate because of this, the world will turn into a quagmire-like battlefield again... I understand the truth , Of course, I don't want this to happen..."

After hearing this, Aslan couldn't help but feel a kind of silent emotion in his heart.

This person really understands.

He worries as much as himself that the world will sink into the mire and abyss.

At this moment, a dreamlike expectation flashed in Aslan's heart.

But Durandal's next sentence directly shattered it.

"--It's just that it's impossible to continue to hide the situation, and more and more people will know about it, and it will be hard for people to be angry--they will definitely not be willing to forgive this behavior, and as the speaker, I can't choose to turn a blind eye .”

Under Durandal's gaze, Aslan couldn't say a word.

"The situation has evolved to the same process as the previous World War. How can I stop it? The nuclear bomb has once again threatened our lives!"

What Durandal said is the out-and-out fact.

Aslan could understand that, after all, no one would be willing to appease his anger.

Just as the earth suffered from Junius' disaster, are you going to tell them that war is not feasible, it will bring more pain and loss of life?

Yeah, you didn't lose anything important in this disaster, so you can be generous.

But what about those who have lost loved ones, lost their homes, lost their jobs, lost everything?

That's not simply tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, but tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of people.

The fall of Junius directly caused the death of nearly ten million people in the United Earth, and nearly one billion people were affected to varying degrees.

You must know that among the major forces on the earth, the places with the highest population density are almost all coastal cities, and the tsunami caused by the fall of Junius wiped out almost all the coastal areas on the earth.

"But... please try to stop it! Speaker...!"

Seeing the speaker's indifference, Aslan's heart returned to two years ago.

At that time, he went to the National Defense Headquarters alone, trying to change the thoughts of his father who is the speaker. Will it be the same now as before, and he still cannot make the other party understand his intentions in the end?

Feeling almost frustrated, Aslan confided his thoughts.

"If you are only controlled by anger and hatred, blindly killing each other, that is not acceptable! If this continues... the whole world will fall into a war that no one can benefit from. I beg you, please stop it. This consequence...!"

"Alex..."

"I... I am Aslan Sara!"

Interrupting Durandal's consolation, Aslan finally couldn't restrain his thoughts.

"It is the son of Patrick Sarah who expanded the flames of war to the point of uncontrollable two years ago, and even spread stupid hatred all over the world!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Aslan suddenly felt the embankment in his heart burst.

Those dark thoughts that have been entangled in my heart for a long time are surging in search of venting.

"I believe my father's words are right! I went to the battlefield to take the lives of my enemies and fight with my friends... Even when I noticed something was wrong, I didn't stop anything, and in the end I lost everything...!"

All kinds of painful lessons from the past are lingering in his mind.

The death of the companions, the hatred caused by the disappearance of those lives, the killing intent towards Kira——

Cagalli's crying questioned.

Lux's soul torture.

cried Aslan, full of remorse.

It was my father who caused this situation, and he was the culprit of all these tragedies.

"...But! There are still people who are manipulated by my father's remarks, and then... let the result evolve to this point...!"

"Never let this happen again..."

Aslan couldn't speak any more, he just panted excitedly.

As if exhausted after sprinting with all his strength, he leaned back on the chair and turned his face away in pain.

After a moment of silence.

It was only then that Durandal calmly said: "I heard Thalia and the others say that the prisoners on Julius 7..."

Aslan's body was slightly stiff, but Durandal's voice was full of concern.

"It seems that that made you suffer again..."

"No, it won't. I think it's better to know,"

As if refusing his sympathy, Aslan quickly replied: "Otherwise I will be kept in the dark again and never understand the truth..."

"Maybe you misunderstood me, Aslan, in fact, in my opinion, you don't need to feel guilty for their actions."

Leaning forward, Durandal comforted him in a deep voice, "You have a negative prejudice against Speaker Sara, maybe it's the result of helplessness..."

Aslan couldn't help looking at Durandal.

Does he mean that his father is not wrong?

But he was the one who denied his father's actions after the war!

My father did something wrong, a person who is trying to wipe out all life on earth, how reasonable is his approach?

However, Durandal's words seemed to touch Aslan's stubborn heart.

"It's just that, as far as Speaker Sara is concerned, he wasn't that belligerent at the beginning, was he? Maybe his approach was a bit extreme, but... tracing back to the source, all his actions are also based on Protect the 'colonies', protect us, in order to create a better world."

Aslan began to struggle a little.

This is not wrong... Father just chose the path he thought was right and worked hard.

At least he still loves the country deeply, is willing to protect it, and is willing to give everything for it.

At least in terms of loving the country, Aslan will not choose to question it.

"—Many people are like this. Although they have the intention, they make wrong decisions in the end. And those wrong speeches or thoughts may not be able to be completely conveyed, because the listeners also use Use your own thoughts and concepts to interpret those messages!"

"Speaker..."

Only then did Aslan realize that Durandal was comforting himself. He was a little frustrated for a while, and wanted to decline his offer, but seeing that Durandal was extremely calm, he continued to analyze to him:

"The prisoners on Junius 7 just took advantage of Speaker Sarah's words to normalize their motives. They believed that they had done nothing wrong, because in their hearts, Speaker Sarah might be I said so."

Aslan had never thought about this matter from this angle, so he couldn't help opening his eyes wide, listening intently.

"So, how can you be affected by that kind of speech? They are them, Speaker Sarah is Speaker Sarah - and you are you. No matter whose son you are, you are a An individual with independent thinking ability.”

For a while, these words gradually warmed Aslan's heart.

That's right... the father is the father, and he is himself, so Aslan denied his father's approach and chose to embark on the path of defying his father.

I know this intellectually, but I have never accepted it emotionally.

"Don't take that kind of thing as a debt, you owe nothing to anyone."

Aslan listened wholeheartedly and accepted what the other party said seriously.

Durandal suddenly smiled and said: "Look, didn't you come all the way here to prevent the war from happening again? That's enough, don't take all the faults on yourself."

Aslan lowered his head like a child, no longer as impulsive as before.

Looking back, I really felt guilty, so I lost my composure and was anxious all the time. If I had this mentality, whatever I did was just to make up for the uneasiness in my conscience.

This is not the time to be impulsive for personal considerations.

"Having said that, I'm still very happy that you can come here like this today."

As if to cheer up Aslan's spirit, Durandal showed a sincere smile.

"No, that's..."

"As long as everyone has such a heart, the world will be saved. Others may laugh at me as a dreamer, but this is indeed my belief. If human beings lose their dreams, then human beings will never be able to move forward."

Hearing this, Aslan couldn't help feeling a heat in his chest.

In this way, I and my partners are also dreamers.

The speaker really has the same philosophy as them.

I saw the determination in Durandal's gentle expression: "So, for this belief, we must overcome the difficulties in front of us..."

Aslan seemed to feel that he was getting something in return. The ending of the day I broke up with my father two years ago seems to have been rewritten at this moment.

He sat quietly, but he felt an inappropriate sense of satisfaction spontaneously.

Button——

Also at this time, there was a sound from the door of the meeting room.

Under Aslan's watchful eyes, a man in a red uniform came in with an uncertain age.

"Noel? You—"

Looking at Noel who put on the military uniform again, Aslan couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Can you change the color for me?"

Noel ignored Aslan's astonishment, and looked at Durandal.

"Letting you return to the army and become a red-clothed is the limit of what I can do now. After all, in the current situation, I can't stimulate the Earth United too much. Please forgive me for this, but I believe that in the future With your ability, you will wear white clothes again soon."

Durandal explained with a smile.

"Yes, thank you for your trust."

Noel put a special emphasis on the word trust.

Can't Durandal restore himself to the white clothes?

As for other people, Noel can barely believe it, but Durandal——

However, Noel had already expected this situation, or Lacus had expected it.

Whether it is due to the consideration of the situation, or the control of the power in his hand, and the control of Noel.

In the case of losing the use of drugs to control Nuoer.

It is impossible for Noel to become a white robe directly after returning.

Durandal really needs Noel's prestige in Sara's faction and his powerful mobile suit combat ability.

But at the same time, because Noel and Lux ​​are very close, Durandal will not let Noel exist.

He was deeply impressed by the fact that Lux likes to make troubles, so Durandal must maintain a high level of vigilance against Noel, a deadly weapon.

At least he will suppress Noel to a certain extent, and it is impossible for Noel to have the rights he had in South America.

All in all, Noel can become a weapon, but the premise is to ensure that the weapon will not backfire on him.

"I have always trusted your ability."

Durandal replied with a smile as if he didn't understand the meaning behind Noel's words.

"Hehe——"

Nuoer laughed and said nothing.

In fact, he was just expressing his dissatisfaction. After all, he had just yelled at Yitzhak not long ago that the dog didn't wear red clothes, and the result——

He could already imagine Yitzhak's expression when he heard the news.

Hiss—the egg hurts!

Standing aside, Aslan felt that the scene in front of him was somewhat unexpected.

Except for Noel's reinstatement of military status.

Are Noel and Speaker Durandal so familiar?

Just when Aslan was about to say something.

Suddenly, a charming figure appeared on the rear screen.

"I am Lacus Klein, please calm down and listen to me."

Aslan forgot to speak for a moment, he just stared blankly at the **** the screen.

Noel also looked over subconsciously. From the perspective of plastic surgery alone, the case in front of him can indeed be said to be very successful.

At least he didn't see any difference between real and fake Lux.

The only difference may be the temperament and charm of the two parties.

Seeing the different expressions of the two, Durandal smiled lightly and didn't say much.

"The recent Junius 7 incident, the earth joint declaration of war derived from it, and yesterday's attack are all extremely distressing. I am also suddenly attacked by a nuclear bomb again. I am as shocked and angry as you are."

Aslan didn't know the real identity of Lux in front of him for the time being, but he still felt something was wrong.

There is no reason, just the feeling.

"——However, I am here to ask everyone to calm down and stay rational at this moment."

Flicking her pink hair, the girl appealed to the people loudly, just like she did on the underground radio station after being wanted by Patrick for treason in the previous World War.

But——

"Being dominated by anger and shouting hatred will lead to another war."

——No, this is not Lux.

Because Lux would not say such a thing.

After Aslan was sure, he immediately became astonished, and subconsciously looked at Noel who was staring at the screen seriously beside him.

I don't know if he found out about this—

However, soon, Aslan thought of another crucial point.

If the Lux in front of you is fake, then——

Thinking of this, Aslan hurriedly looked at Durandal.

Facing Aslan's gaze, Durandal withdrew his gaze from Noel, smiled wryly and did not answer.

"In order to prevent the situation from deteriorating, the Supreme Council is doing its best to improve everything."

"Parliament has always advocated peace, and it still insists on seeking a more ideal path and never gives up lightly. Therefore, I implore everyone to believe in them. I also believe in the representative of the parliament, Speaker Durandal... At this moment~IndoMTL.com ~Let us calm down..."

Before the girl's speech, which was like an election platform, was over.

Durandal said as if mocking himself: "You can laugh if you want, it doesn't matter."

Aslan looked at Durandal speechlessly, but Durandal didn't evade, just smiled slightly: "Of course you know, right?"

"Ah..."

Aslan looked at the TV again.

So this person who looks exactly like Lacus is really not Lacus——

"It's really embarrassing to say that I have to rely on this little trick, but I am also very helpless. Her influence cannot be underestimated, and she is even far greater than me among the people."

After the war, Lux's popularity continued undiminished, especially after Patrick Sara was labeled a war criminal.

The image of her who had been advocating peace for a long time and stepped on the battlefield suddenly increased, and more people fell under the charm of her personality.

Indeed, the public is more willing to listen to Diva Lacus than to listen to a politician.

But the rulers just use a fake Lux to deceive the people?

"... I also think it's a joke, but I still need her strength now."

Durandal looked at the confused Aslan: "At the same time, it's also like I need your and Noel's strength."

"Me and Noel?"

For a moment, Aslan didn't know the reason, and he also forgot the distrust he once had for him.

I saw Durandal smiled slightly, walked out of the table and walked towards the door: "Come and see with me."

As if overwhelmed by his momentum, Aslan agreed.

As for Knoll—

"This fake waist is a little too thin, and the bones seem to be a little bigger..."